Relos slowly approached the woods in front of him, the sky was getting dark, and he could clearly see the shadow of a big bird flying in this woodland in the distance, so Relos rushed here, hoping to hunt the monster as his own food.

But when Relos really approached the woodland, he found that there was still no sign of demonic activity around.

The night was like a huge curtain, slowly pulling up the entire sky, and the silence around him made Relos's spirit begin to tense, and he couldn't help but clench the hilt of the sword of the ownerless flower in his hand.

A cold dark aura suddenly rose from the ownerless flower without warning, and Relos was in a state of flux, and a killing intent came from the direction behind him.

Relos was taken aback, did not look back, did not retreat, but advanced, slammed forward, twisted his waist in the air, his right foot spun half a circle like lightning, his left knee bent slightly, and he held the long sword with both hands, and turned into a fighting posture of bowing to face the sneak attack behind the battle.

A fierce yin wind swept by, and a pair of dark blue eyes appeared in front of Relos.

A vicious cheetah, with its fangs bared, gently paced back and forth, and appeared where Relos had been standing, looking coldly at Relos who had fallen into prey. The cheetah was completely black, hidden in the night, almost blending in with the night. If it weren't for the fierce blue light in his eyes at this moment, Relos would still not be able to see the cheetah's figure clearly at this moment.

And after pacing back and forth, the cheetah's pitch-black body seemed to begin to melt into the night more and more, almost disappearing.

Relos was amazed, as an adventurer who had wandered the continent of Camranado for many years, Relos remembered very clearly that this kind of Nether Leopard, which could hide at night, had been extinct hundreds of years ago. Known as the jungle hunter, this perfectly concealed panther can only occasionally be found in libraries and bards.

However, what appeared in front of him was indeed a real Nether Leopard.

No, not just one. Soon, Relos noticed that a pair of dark blue eyes began to light up not far away.

Relos was stunned for a moment, and the Nether Leopard had suddenly pounced again, and let out a dull low roar. The phantom leopards lurking around seemed to hear the order, and the ghosts appeared one after another and pounced violently.

Relos clearly felt a cheer from the ownerless flower in his hand, and the long sword in his hand lit up with a faint strange red light, and stabbed into the top of the Nether Leopard's head like lightning. The moment the sword stabbed into his body, Relos felt the Unowned Flower tremble uncontrollably, and the will in it let out a groan of satisfaction.

This feeling is like a beggar who has been hungry for months, holding a whole fragrant roasted monster meat, and moaning when he takes the first bite.

This feeling is like a middle-aged man who has been imprisoned for ten years and crawls into a woman's bed after coming out, and lets out a satisfied moan.

If he was in the Camrando Continent, Relos only occasionally felt the will of the Unowned Flower. And now, it seems that since entering the Lost Forest, the will in the Ownerless Flower seems to be getting stronger and stronger at a real and extremely rapid pace, and that feeling, as if, is slowly awakening and growing.

After killing a Nether Leopard with a sword, the will of the Ownerless Flower appeared even more unscrupulously, and the red line on the sword body quickly flowed, and the dark aura became stronger and stronger. Relos had great killing intent, his sword was like lightning, his body flashed several times, and the Nether Leopards that pounced fell one after another under the sword of the ownerless flower.

The Nether Leopard, who was killed by the Unowned Flower, disappeared without a trace in an instant with the blue light in his eyes, and the corpse was like an ordinary beast, and he couldn't feel the fluctuations of magic at all. Relos stretched out his hand and held the still warm corpse of the demonic beast, and was very sure that the long sword in his hand had absorbed the dark magic power of the demonic beast while killing the Nether Leopard.

Dozens of Nether Panther corpses were piled up on the ground, and the ownerless flower was like a monster that had been eaten, quietly held in the hands of Relos.

Relos's face was a little pale, from the moment he fought just now, he clearly felt his killing intent erupting uncontrollably, it was obvious that the will of the Ownerless Flower had affected him. This strange will has appeared a few times before, never under his control, even contempt for himself, but extremely strong.

Is it from the Death Knight, or from the Nether Lord himself?

Relos recalled that in the Mercenary Guild headquarters in Taranto, even Lexa seemed to have suffered a small loss under the pressure of the will contained in the Ownerless Flower, and he did not dare to underestimate the will in his heart. But at this moment, the ownerless flower is like just an ordinary double-edged sword, quietly held in his hand, just feeling a little cold.

Nether leopards have lost the power of dark magic in their bodies, and their fur is almost indistinguishable from that of ordinary animals. Relos skillfully took out the demon core from the Nether Leopard's skull and threw it into the demon pattern bag. Dark mages are extremely rare on the continent of Camrando, and similarly, the magical beasts containing dark magic are almost extinct. Therefore, such a magic core can generally be sold for a good price in the auction house.

After removing the flint from the Demon Pattern Bag and lighting a bonfire, Relos expertly cut off large pieces of leopard meat and began to roast them on the fire.

After a while, the leopard meat began to flow out of the golden flesh oil, squeaking and dripping into the fire, exuding a strong fragrance, the bonfire greeted the meat oil, and the crackling fire burned more and more, and the jumping fire dispelled the night, and Relos felt some warmth.

The roasted leopard meat took a bite, and the fatty taste made Relos have a great appetite, and he obviously felt that it was more delicious than any Warcraft barbecue he had ever tasted before, and the sweet and fatty taste almost made every taste cell in Relos's mouth cheer.

"It's a pity, if only Gui'er were here. That fussy guy would definitely rave about such a delicacy. ”

The corners of Relos's mouth raised slightly, and he thought of the fat man in Xueluo: "If that guy is here, I'm afraid that all the leopard meat and horrors in this place will be destroyed." ”

Then, a faint feeling of confusion rose, "Those guys, I don't know where they were teleported, and I don't know how far away they are." At least I hope I don't encounter any danger, it's best to be like myself, and encounter these not very powerful, but delicious, and the magic core is still valuable. ”

Relos ate on leopard meat and began to think of his separated companions.

However, the strange thing is that the Nether Leopard is obviously a magical beast that has been extinct for hundreds or even thousands of years, how can it appear here in groups?

If it weren't for the fact that he had seen a record of the Nether Panther in Lokamia's library, Relos would probably not have recognized this long-disappeared magical beast, which appeared during the Great War of Gods and Demons.