Sean took out the healing potion, poured it on several burned wounds on his body, and began to organize his equipment.

I fell to the ground just now, and I didn't know where the hunting bow went, but fortunately, the two crossbows were still there, and I was carrying a cross crossbow behind me.

But when he thought that the bow and crossbow could not hurt the black-robed man at all, he became depressed again.

Sean smiled bitterly in his heart, this strange black-robed man was too powerful, which gave rise to a deep sense of frustration in his heart.

Paralyzed, this life was picked up anyway, it's a big deal to die again.

Sean still doesn't believe it, in the sinister environment of the last days, in the face of the mountain and sea of zombies, he can hold out for more than ten years, and he can't deal with a wizard?

At this moment, there was a slight sound in the dense forest in the distance.

Sean turned his head sharply, then turned and quickly left, burrowing into the dense forest next to him.

Enraged, Alva took the cross sword and came to the place where Sean was just now.

His face was gloomy, and he used his mental power to feel the aura around him.

This is where the Wraith last disappeared, and there are no signs of a fight nearby, indicating that the Wraith did not encounter a powerful enemy.

He also didn't feel the breath of the wraiths around him, and the wraiths seemed to have vanished out of thin air here.

Alva frowned, it seemed that only by finding the kid could he understand the truth of the matter.

Although he has lost the resentful spirit servant that he has cultivated for many years, he can only suppress the anger in his heart now.

The first priority must be to find the mortal and kill him.

The organization's plan can't be mishap, and this operation is related to his breakthrough to the official wizard, so he must go all out.

As long as you become an official wizard, it is not a problem to cultivate a few evil spirits and evil spirits in the future.

He took out a black vial from the leather pouch around his waist, poured a few drops of the black liquid from where Sean had been, and whispered a spell.

As soon as the black liquid fell to the ground, it suddenly "boomed" and turned into a puff of black smoke, and then slowly condensed into the form of a crow.

The crow condensed by the black fog circled around Alva a few times, and then flew quickly in the direction where Sean had left.

"Hmph...... A mortal who is delusional about escaping the pursuit of a wizard......"

Alva sneered and followed with a gloomy face.

Sean ran in the mountains and forests for most of the day before stopping to rest for a while.

This is the sniper location chosen by Sean, who used to hunt in this area, and he is very familiar with every grass and tree nearby.

After two spell hours, Alva followed the "dark crow" and followed the breath left by Sean, and chased all the way up.

The zero-level spell "Dark Raven" is a shadow spell that can only be activated with a special casting material.

Although it has no attack power, it can help wizards with reconnaissance and pathfinding, finding people and objects, etc., and when it can last four spells, it is a very practical zero-level spell.

Alva came to behind a tree and poked his head out to observe what was ahead.

The "Dark Raven" can only determine the general location of the target, but the specific location of the target has to be found by Alva himself.

He could now be sure that the kid was in the woods ahead.

It is estimated that the other party thought that he had escaped his tracking, so he chose to hide in this place.

Thinking of this, Alva once again added a "wizard armor" to himself, hung it in front of him, and then pulled out the cross sword from his waist and walked over carefully.

The woods were very quiet, and the boy was probably tired from running all the way, probably sleeping.

In fact, Alva chased for such a long time, and he was also exhausted, and he didn't even recover more than half of his mana.

Just a mortal, and the rest of the magic is enough.

If it weren't for the Spirit's problem, he would have caught that kid a long time ago.

"Whoosh......"

Suddenly, a bolt of crossbow shot out from between the dense branches, and instantly shot in front of Alva.

The white light on Alva's body flickered a few times, and the crossbow bolts were blocked by an invisible barrier.

Sean failed to sneak up and revealed his location, so he had to jump from the tree and flee deeper into the woods.

Alva took the crosssword and quickly rushed into the woods to chase after him.

"Hmph...... I'll see where you're going......"

He sneered and quickened his pace into the dense forest.

After walking a few steps, a thick, heavy round wooden stake suddenly rushed out from between the dense branches next to it.

The stake was made of a dozen thigh-thick logs, and the stake was suspended in the air with a rope, and with a huge impact, it slammed into the wizard's armor in front of Alva.

"Bang ......"

A burst of white light flickered violently, and although the "wizard armor" blocked the heavy log, it still shook Alva out of the distance and slammed into an ancient tree.

He was so dizzy from the blow that he almost fainted from the pain all over his body.

But before he could catch his breath, a row of sharpened wooden stakes appeared from the bushes opposite him and slammed into him.

"Bang ......"

The white light in front of Alva flickered violently again, and the "wizard armor" could block more than a dozen sharpened tree stumps, and the light was getting fainter and fainter.

The "Wizard Armor" has been hit twice in succession, and it is almost ineffective.

"Poof......" Alva spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After another severe blow, his internal organs were almost knocked out of place, and it caused severe internal bleeding.

Alva was stuck in a tree by a row of stakes, and he had to push the stakes in front of him to get out of the way, but the stumps were too heavy.

The dozen or so stumps, each as thick as a calf, had their front sharpened and tied tightly in a row with vines, suspended in the air by several ropes.

If it weren't for the "wizard armor", he would have had to be nailed to the tree by these stakes.

Alva tried his best, finally pushed the stake in front of him, and quickly fell to the ground.

He knew that he had been ambushed by that kid and that he had to get out of the woods as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he endured the severe pain on his body and crawled forward desperately.

But before he could climb out from under the stump, the stump on his head suddenly fell and crushed him down.

The wizard's shield withstood the last blow and finally failed.

The heavy stump smashed into Alva's body, nearly knocking him unconscious, and if it weren't for the sorcery shield that took most of the impact, he would have been stoned alive.

To make matters worse, a row of tree stumps weighed down on him, and now it was difficult for him to move.

And he was pressed down with his head down, not to mention chanting witchcraft spells, and it was hard to even gasp.

Alva desperately tried to get up from under the stake, but after several hits in succession, his physical condition was already very poor.

But he knew that if he didn't get out of trouble as soon as possible, he would definitely die.

"Ah......h

He let out a loud roar, exerting all the strength in his body, and struggling to push upward.

People can always do something beyond their potential when they are in a crisis.

Alva did just that, and he actually lifted some of the heavy stumps that were pressing on his back, and they got higher and higher.