Charlotte kept weaving through the dark forest, the cold arrows from the rear gradually missing her, and the sound of the soldiers shouting farther and farther away. Until finally, he stopped, and the soldiers in the rear were completely gone.

This forest is strange.

There was not a trace of animals, not a trace of birdsong.

The forest in front of me was pitch black, and the dense foliage grew on the towering trees, blocking all sunlight. But the strange thing is that Charlotte can clearly see every inch of grass and every tree trunk on the ground without any light.

Just like the ground doesn't need light to shine to see clearly.

But under this strange vision, it was already pitch black from a distance of about twenty meters around. It was as if a thick fog had shrouded Charlotte, and it was only when I got close to the front that I could see the trees in front of me.

He frowned, he couldn't perceive any sign of life in this forest, even the soldiers chasing him behind him disappeared out of thin air, without the slightest sound, the silence was outrageous.

(Maybe they went into the forest and lost their way, just like themselves.) Charlotte guessed in her heart, looking at the brass hands in her hand.

This pointer functions like a compass in the previous life, guiding in the same direction, but at some point, the pointer in his hand turns wildly, and there is no sign of stopping.

In the current situation, the dark forest could not use light to discern the direction, and any props for identifying the direction were out of order, not to mention the soldiers who were in a hurry to chase them, it would not be surprising if they got lost in this forest.

He sighed, even if he stayed where he was, it would be useless, so he continued to grope ahead, and besides, the soldiers behind did not know when they would catch up with him.

Pulling out a dagger from his waist, he drew a clear mark under the towering tree as a signpost, and after trying to make a note of his surroundings, he began to explore ahead.

......

The golden figure descended from the sky on the perimeter of the 'Silent Forest', and a soldier trotted over to report Charlotte's whereabouts and the direction of her escape to the youth. The Nanhua Army glanced around, and there were many soldiers guarding the perimeter of the forest, waiting for their orders.

Without the young man's order, the soldiers did not dare to advance hastily, for several moments had passed by this time, and the troops that had been pursuing Charlotte had for some reason been cut off, as if they had disappeared from the world.

The young man squinted his eyes as he looked at the dark forest ahead.

"Wait for the two elders and the next team, and then enter the forest together. Half a moment later, he waved his hand and gave the soldier the order to wait.

"Yes!" the soldier received the order and went to report it.

"Wait, wherever you flee, the dragon's wrath will come upon you. ”

......

"Well, how big is this forest? Charlotte wiped the sweat from her forehead and said dissatisfied.

Anxiety.

The feeling of uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger, and the anxiety in my heart is slowly spreading in the pitch darkness of only about 20 meters of sight. In these few moments, Charlotte had already marked hundreds of road signs, but every towering tree in front of her always felt familiar, and looked nearby but did not find the road sign she had put down.

(Am I always moving forward?Do you want to go back and see?) Charlotte couldn't help but think as if she had seen a big tree before.

In the next second, he shook his head and dispelled this thought, not to mention whether he could find the direction to go back, and besides, there was a large group of soldiers chasing him in the rear, and he might catch up with him at any time, so it was quite an unwise choice to turn back directly.

Charlotte drew a mark on the trunk of the tree to prevent herself from going in circles, and since she hadn't seen her mark yet, it meant that she was heading in the same direction, at least not going back.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and patted his face with both hands to sober himself up. Take a deep breath to calm yourself down, turn your head to look ahead, and move on.

Two hours later......

"Why is this tree again?" said Charlotte, narrowing her eyes and touching her chin.

The tree in front of him was the towering tree of déjà vu, but Charlotte swore he had definitely made a mark on it, and he would have noticed it if he had circled it again.

"Hell yes. He knelt on the ground, surveyed the dirt, and finally made sure that there was no sign of anyone else here, only a pair of footprints from his own path.

(You have to figure it out.) The strange situation in front of me is absolutely inseparable from this tree.

Just as he pondered his options, there was a commotion in the grass in the distance.

"Who is it?!" suddenly heard a strange sound in the silence, and Charlotte subconsciously shouted. He drew the sword he had received from the assassin from his waist and looked intently in the direction of the sound.

After a few seconds, the sound stopped, and the forest was as silent as before.

He came to the grass and stared at the grass in front of him, as if his whole heart had been lifted, and the sweat of nervousness had penetrated the bandages on his body. Having made up his mind, he cautiously walked over and pushed away the grass.

Whoosh.

Instead of plants or towering trees, the corpse of a soldier appeared.

A corpse with blurred flesh and blood, and the whole body was torn and twisted by something, and it was impossible to see even its original appearance, leaving only the broken armor and bitten white bones exposed to the air.

The corpse in front of you might be more appropriately described as a lump of flesh.

Charlotte endured the nausea and walked to the corpse, judging from the equipment on the corpse, it seemed that it was the group of soldiers who chased him not long ago, and the temperature of the blood had dropped a lot, and the time of death should have been four hours ago.

"Could it be the time when you first entered the forest?" he muttered heavily, "and since there's a corpse here, where are the other soldiers..."

When Charlotte looked up, her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.

Nearly a hundred soldiers lay quietly on the ground, their faces serenely closed, as if they were just asleep, and did not make any sound. But to Charlotte's ears, there were nearly a hundred soldiers in front of him, and there was no longer a trace of breathing.

That is to say, a hundred soldiers died in silence.

Charlotte clutched her sword tightly and walked over. When he came to a corpse, he looked at the other party's peaceful face, put his hand on his neck, his cold skin had begun to stiffen, and the meridians on his neck did not feel the slightest beating.

This soldier also died four hours ago.

Holy,.

Compared with the previous lump of meat, how did the nearly 100 soldiers in front of them die? There was not a single wound on their bodies, no symptoms of poisoning, no signs of battle around them, and they died with a peaceful face holding weapons in their hands.

Weird, the scene in front of me can only be described in these two words.

Charlotte suddenly stood up, the heavy, invisible pressure grabbing his neck as if he were breathing air. Ten thousand voices were frantically warning him that he was in a very dangerous situation.

Run, run.

It's a pity that everything is a step too late.

A strange white and purple double-ring mark suddenly lit up from Charlotte's heart, and Charlotte's mind went blank for a moment as she looked at this mark.

Because he remembers the mark.

In the previous world, he had seen this mark.

Just before he remembered the name of the mark, Charlotte clearly felt that his back was stared at by two pairs of eyes in the darkness, like a hungry wolf staring at a sheep, and cold sweat penetrated his back in an instant.

......

Somewhere in the forest, a white figure danced between the trees.

"Sheep, I've seen him!" said the black shadow beside him to the white figure.

The pleasant laughter was like the most beautiful bell in the world, and the white figure laughed.

"Wolf, he's going to make a choice. ”

"Feed the wolf with your body, or welcome me into your arms. ”