Before he could reach Aaron, the man shouted, "Run, run." After saying that, the man stopped shouting, as if any more words would waste the little physical strength on his body, and still ran forward as if he was desperate. No, in preparation, it's more like running for your life.

When Aaron was feeling inexplicable, he looked around and was startled. I saw a beast that was pitch black, strong as an ox, and running like the wind, rushed out of the col in front of me. As soon as the beast saw Aaron and the prey he was chasing, it kicked its hooves to the ground, and its huge and heavy body actually rose into the air and pounced like madness.

Before he arrived, a pungent fishy smell came to his nose, and Aaron knew at a glance that this thing was ferocious and vicious, and it was by no means comparable to ordinary beasts, and it was a demonic beast.

However, now that Alun is no longer what it used to be, looking at its fire-like eyes and pitch-black fur, it is also a good material, how can it be easily let go.

The blood-colored power moved with his heart, and between his thoughts, several rather pure blood-colored powers were swung out one after another. In the midst of the lightning, the demonic beast was hit by these blazing powers one after another.

One hit missed, but received a few heavy blows, and the demonic beast was even more irritable, the pair of lantern-like beasts had fierce eyes, and their fire-like pupils were sheng. The beast's body only paused slightly, and after a low roar like a cow, it jumped up again and pounced.

Aaron was not afraid, the blood-colored power was swung out again, and a faint aura of destruction filled the surrounding three-foot space, the moisture in the air was instantly evaporated, the air became a little blurry, and the temperature was rising rapidly.

As if it had been on guard, the monster had already spit out a mouthful of fishy blue saliva before it got close, and this move could be regarded as a surprise, and Aaron jumped to the side to avoid it.

Zi –

The grass florets that fall from the saliva are corroded and withered by the saliva in an instant, which is obviously highly toxic. If he had been struck by that saliva, Aaron couldn't imagine what would have become of him.

Slightly startled, Aaron's figure gradually became trance-like, and the next moment he had disappeared in place. When the monster was still wondering why the prey in front of him suddenly disappeared out of thin air, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, and the monster was obviously hit by Aaron under a miserable howl.

An extremely subtle crunch sounded from the beast's spine, accompanied by angry wails. The monster seemed to know that Aaron was not easy to mess with, and did not dare to fight with him any more, so he immediately turned around and ran back the way he came. Only, how could Aaron let it go so easily?

Reciting the mantra silently in his mouth, above the way where the demonic beast fled, the air suddenly shook violently, and then a scorpion lion with wings on its back and purple-red lines tore through the space and pounced.

"Whew-"

The roar shook the sky, the sound was like thunder, and the dangerous aura continued to emanate from the body of the manticore, even the ferocious and vicious monster couldn't help but tremble when it saw the manticore, and the ferocious arrogance couldn't burn at all in front of the manticore, like a sheep trembling and fearing when it met a lion.

The manticore seemed to be very satisfied with the performance of the low-level demonic beast in front of him, and after playing for a while, he tore and devoured it.

Through the contact with the manticore, Aaron learned that this low-level demonic beast is called a barbarian, and its saliva is extremely corrosive and toxic, and it is ferocious, and often feeds on low-level demonic beasts such as wind wolves and turkeys. I just don't know why this time I left my territory and went deep into the vicinity of the town where humans lived.

Just as Aaron was about to take a look in the direction where the brute appeared, a chilling sword aura suddenly approached behind him, and Aaron could even clearly hear the sound of the fighting qi tearing through the air.

Suddenly attacked, Aaron did not panic, the blood-colored power moved at will, and thousands of blood-colored powers like blood needles shot out, breaking this sword qi in an instant.

In a heart-to-heart connection, the manticore lion appeared behind Aaron out of thin air with a roar of rage, and swooped out like lightning to attack the sneak attacker. As it moved, the manticore lion looked like a burning purple flame and quickly burned towards a target.

When Aaron turned around, he realized that it was the warrior who had just been chased and killed by the barbarians and fled.

Damn, he saw the before and after summoning the manticore just now, and I really wanted to kill him, but I didn't expect him to take revenge first, so I can't blame me.

Judging by his strength, he seems to be a high-level warrior, and his combat power level seems to be one order higher than his own, but he has the spirit of a body transformed by the power of blood, and when it comes to real combat power, I am afraid that the other party is not much stronger than himself, not to mention that he still has a pet beast.

However, it is a distance from the main area of Memphis activity, but there is no guarantee that no one will pass by here, and it seems that a quick decision will be made.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, but was fiercely counterattacked by the other party's pet beast, the warrior shouted: "Stop, I'm from the Queensland Adventurers Association, stop, damn it." ”

Listening to his voice, there is no consciousness that a loser should have, but he is fearless, and his words are full of the disdain and pride of a powerful person.

I haven't heard of the Queensland Adventurers' Association, but listening to his tone, it seems that this association is not simple, but, it has to die.

If the power of this association is really huge, then I am afraid that I will be even more unable to keep him. If he goes back alive, he will be in a mess from now on.

A chill appeared on Aaron's indifferent face, and his heart was even more determined. No matter what his identity is, he has only one way to extinguish his mouth, who made him see things that he shouldn't see?

Aaron stepped forward, the blood-colored power of his mind had already swung out, and at the same time, the manticore lion also jumped up, and the scorpion needle in its tail slammed silently at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

The warrior was caught off guard and was already stabbed several times by the scorpion tail in a row, and fell down in response. The strength of the manticore lion may not be as strong as that of an adult manticore, but its toxicity is regardless of age or advancement. Even, juvenile manticores are more virulent than adult manticores, because this is the only way for cubs to save their lives. Compared to the extremely chaotic creatures of the abyss, the physical strength and speed of the cub manticore are simply too useless.

Under the rapid and violent poisonous effect, the poor warrior only felt that his body was rapidly weakened and weak, and after a few breaths, his body became more and more numb, and his nerve centers became somewhat paralyzed by the erosion of the toxin, and he only felt that his soul and body were completely separated. In other words, the skin on his body seems to be completely different from himself, and he can't command it at all.

At this time, Aaron had also swept closer, his hands ruthlessly resting on the warrior's head, and the blood-colored power was running at high speed under the crazy urging of the destroying flesh. In just a moment, the tall warrior, who was also considered strong, was devoured by Aaron into a dry corpse in an instant.

The scrawny corpse was left behind, and Aaron casually threw it to the manticore lion to dispose of. After looking around and checking around, finding no traces, Aaron sent the manticore back to the abyssal plane and returned to the hotel alone.

In the early morning of the next day, with the power devoured yesterday, Alun already felt that his strength seemed to have reached the point of a seventh-level bottleneck, and if he wanted to make another breakthrough, he was afraid that he would have to have other experiences or opportunities.

At noon, Aaron learned from a soldier that two days later would be the annual auction of the Memphisians, where Viscount Gregory would bid for a treasure. The soldier also mysteriously told him that this treasure was likely to be a bargaining chip in the next negotiation with the Holy See.

"A bargaining chip that can make the Holy See jealous? Isn't that a divine thing?Otherwise, with the huge power of the Holy See all over the continent, what else would they be afraid of?" Aaron guessed quietly in the room.

If you want to grow into a strong person, then you need to raise your pillow and analyze these things that you didn't think about at all in the past. Otherwise, the little fish and shrimp caught in this kind of clash of forces don't even know how to die.

In the afternoon, after eating the afternoon tea sent by the white slave girl in the hotel, Aaron took a cool cold shower before going out. Delis didn't know what to do, and she didn't bother him all morning, and she was in a good mood.

If there is a beautiful woman dangling in front of your eyes all day long, nagging, and you can't do anything about her, do you say it's annoying?

However, the gods didn't seem to want to let the boy be idle, and just after leaving the hotel's imposing and unluxurious gate, he saw Zabas sitting next to the green belt of the wall.

Seeing Aaron come out, Zabas hurriedly stood up and hurried to meet him, and said: "Ouch, man, the hotel where your Silver Fox Legion lives is really heavily guarded, I have said your name, those idiots who can only hold swords still don't let me in, what a bunch of rude guys." ”

"Well, I have to make it clear that I'm not from the Silver Fox Legion. Of course, for the sake of your money, brother, I will do my best. Aaron reminded, but at the same time, he did not forget that he would definitely work hard for the two of them.

"Haha, of course. As Zabas spoke, his eyes kept sweeping to the occasional passer-by.

"But are you in such a hurry to find me?" Alan wondered.

Although he didn't spend much time together, Aaron's feelings taught himself that Zabas was a cautious person. Naturally, the matter of cooperating with himself in the mining of a large amester mine could not be easily known to others, but why did he find him here only one day later? This could easily be noticed and speculated by some well-intentioned people.

As soon as he learned from the Exchange, Aaron knew that it was difficult to follow the path of the strong by relying only on his own power from the Blood Monarch. Without huge financial resources and an unbreakable huge network of people, even if he has the power of the gold realm, in the eyes of a certain group, he is no different from an ant. At best, it's just a slightly more powerful ant, but it's just an ant.

Therefore, the mining of amethy stone has become a part of his ascension to the top.