"What's going on over there in Cutland—" Eluman stood on the high ground and looked at the city in the distance with some concern. It was early in the morning, but the clouds were still on the other side of Kalteran, and the darkness seemed to be still in the middle of the night.

"Now we need to find the client who issued the bounty and deliver the sword as soon as possible. Baird's proposal was unanimously agreed by Marcas and the bald head.

"According to our agreement, you must let me finish my business first. Elluman said. Bud, who was glued to his shoulder, didn't move and seemed to be sleeping.

"Finish your business? You didn't contribute anything along the way. Marcus waited for the sword to be in hand and began to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

"What are you talking about!" said Eluman angrily.

"Eluman promised to help me find a way to restore my true form. Bard woke up, "That's why I helped you find the sword." With that, he leaned back into Elluman, apparently already in the same camp as him.

"Well, don't argue anymore. "It's not too late to take revenge, and now that the sword is dormant, I don't believe you can try it." With that, he threw his sword to Eluman.

Eluman picked up his sword and struck it twice, a little disappointed. Last night, he saw with his own eyes the power that this sword brought to the sword-bearer, and it seemed that only by finding a way to awaken this sword could he avenge his father.

"The client must know a little bit more about Nightshade than we do. Baird analyzed, "You let Bard continue to help us leave the secret forest, and then I will attach your conditions to the transaction as a reward for you." "The entrance to the secret forest is surrounded by mist, and it is not easy to get in and out.

"I hope you will keep your promise. Eluman nodded, he knew that bounty hunters were generally sensible and trustworthy, "I won't take any of your money, I just want to borrow the power of this sword to do my thing." Again, he emphasized.

"Now get out of the way, I'm going to summon my tracker. Baird removed the nets from his belt and began to release a black mist.

"Ahem!" Marcus fanned his nose with his hand and regretted that he hadn't retreated farther, the bitter black mist had stained half of his shirt black.

No, where is this gas, this is clearly damp ink!

A huge octopus about two meters tall with eight tentacles appeared in front of everyone. It has no eyes, only a spitting mouth, which is transparent and emits a faint pale blue light, floating in the air like a jellyfish.

"Your tracker looks pretty special. Eluman pinched his nose until the floating ink had dissipated. It was the first time he had seen a marine tracking beast on land.

"I called it Gollum, and it was when I went to sea by chance, and I was caught in a storm, and it was it that saved me when I was dying. Baird smiled, revealing a mouthful of gold teeth (probably knocked out during the storm).

"Gollum..."The jellyfish swam to Baird's side with a few waves of its tentacles, and then sucked his right arm firmly with a suction cup. Baird followed and closed his eyes.

"Boss, what is he doing? "The bald head is puzzled.

"He's tracking down the client, and I've seen the bounty hunters' methods. Marcus rubbed his hands in anticipation, as if a large amount of gold had fallen into his pocket.

After a long time, Baird opened his eyes.

"Did you find it?"

"Found it. Baird nodded.

"Where? Let's go. Marcus and the bald head said impatiently.

"No need to go, let's just wait where we are, the client has already traced our location and is on the way here. "Of course, there is also a wealth that we will not be able to spend in a few lifetimes. ”

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Cutland, East Wall.

The trial of Lu is still going on, and a large number of Noze soldiers have spilled blood on the battlefield, and their deaths are extremely aggrieved.

"What to do, this monster has no weaknesses at all!" "Is he immortal?" With each step forward, the surrounding Nozer soldiers and bounty hunters took two steps back.

"Calm down. "Didn't you notice that he couldn't control our fellow stalkers?" said Ian, retracting into its shell, rolling swiftly towards the tortoise.

"Pong!" the Sword of Judgment and the turtle shell collided with a crisp loud thud. He was forced to take a few steps back.

It was a terrible wrist force, this level of impact was enough to smash a big crater in the city wall, but I didn't expect it to just make him take a few steps back... President Ian secretly exclaimed.

"I see, it looks like he can't control our stalkers!" the bounty hunters seemed to see hope.

Miao, on the other hand, retracted his block and leaped back a few steps with agility.

"Keep attacking, block his movements!" Ian ordered. The giant tortoise began to spin rapidly in place, then lowered its front end, wrapped around the wind blade like a frisbee, and flew towards the tortoise.

"Bang Bang!" Wherever the "Frisbee" passed, the skeleton corpses that were blocked would be cut into pieces in an instant, even if they were bones.

"Here, it's the Leader Tracker's high-speed frisbee!" exclaimed the bounty hunters, who had yet to see anyone take the trick.

"It's really in the way..."The murderous aura that erupted from the storm swept quickly in the rainy night like a cold wave, and the nearby raindrops instantly formed ice crystals and scattered all over the ground. With a "clang", the blade of the Sword of Judgment turned from a black and dark red composition to a pure dark red.

"Second Order Judgment!" "The Second Order Judgment!" the Wheel danced the completely dark red Sword of Judgment, slashing the sword heavily into the high-speed spinning turtle shell.

The place where the "Ping !!" collided rolled up a wave of air that was one person high.

"Ahh

The giant tortoise stopped spinning and slammed into the ground, scooping out a layer of mud. The tortoiseshell had been cleaved with a bloody crack, and it lay on the ground moaning weakly, and the edge of its giant beak was dripping with blood. Look at Lu again, the sword of judgment was stuck upside down in front of the breastplate, and the flesh was vaguely nailed to the city wall, and it was still trembling and trembling there.

Ian put the giant tortoise into the ring, and then couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to his knees with a "wow" spat blood.

"President!" several people ran up behind him and helped Ian up.

"Leave me alone, go and give this monster the final blow!" Ian snapped, spitting out another mouthful of blood. Just now, he secretly arranged a counterattack trap on the turtle shell, and then relied on the high-speed rotation of the giant turtle to perfectly hide the pattern of the trap, and induced him to use a powerful blow, but he didn't expect that the giant turtle was still almost fatally injured under the blow just now.