The deepest part of the Alps is a dense forest with endless primeval forests.

The towering ancient trees hugged by a few people can be seen everywhere, dense shrubs and thorns, coupled with poisonous insects, snakes and pythons everywhere, the environment is extremely harsh.

Sean has been walking in the mountains for more than a month, and he finally saw the legendary monster.

Although they were all low-level demonic beasts, Sean also killed a few, but once he also encountered more than a dozen demonic beasts living in a group, even if there were powerful ghouls as meat shields, he was almost injured under the claws of a group of demonic beasts.

If it weren't for the Demonized Witchcraft Necklace that activated the "Wizard Armor" in time, Sean would have been seriously injured.

Warcraft has a strong sense of territory, and within the territory of each Warcraft, Sean can clearly feel the rich energy particles in the air.

This also allowed him to collect a large number of low-grade potions in these places, but he did not find any of the main materials for Ruhr's potions.

This also made Sean a little frustrated, couldn't he find those potions in the depths of the Alps?

Sean would not be willing to leave like this, so he decided to go deeper.

The tall ghoul walked in front, constantly brandishing the mountain opener, cutting down the thorny vines in front of him, and Sean followed behind, trudging forward with difficulty.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and gasped for air, trying to get the ghoul to stop and rest for a while.

Suddenly, Sean inexplicably felt a hint of crisis.

A forest in the distance filled the air with a strong smell of blood, which quickly spread to the surroundings.

A huge monster burst out of the woods, its monstrous mouth sticking out of its two curved fangs. The gray hair was mottled, scars and wounds were intertwined, and blood was dripping continuously.

The red eyes stared at Sean, snorted a few times, kicked the ground with four hooves, and pounced frantically.

Before entering the mountain, Sean specifically learned about Warcraft, so he also recognized the Warcraft in front of him.

This is a second-level demonic beast fanged boar, with a ferocious and tyrannical temperament, not only is it huge, but its body is like steel and iron bones, even ordinary enchanted weapons can't easily break through his skin.

Although it has no natural spells, it has extremely strong spell resistance, and it is an existence that even formal wizards do not want to provoke.

The fanged boar in front of him was obviously seriously injured and was in a state of rage, and his strength had at least doubled, which was not something that Sean could deal with alone.

Sean asked the ghoul to hold the fanged boar in tow, and he quickly ran backwards, trying to get as far away as he could from the fanged boar.

The ghoul was undaunted by the fanged boar, which was a head taller than him, and met him with a tower shield.

"Bang ......"

The fanged boar slammed into the tower shield, and the tall and stout ghoul was like a kite with a broken string, and was instantly knocked up and floated, flying far away and falling heavily to the ground.

"Whoosh......"

Sean stretched out his bow and took an arrow, and turned around with an arrow.

The Demon Breaker Arrow roared and shot at the Fanged Boar's left eye, and as soon as the Fanged Boar closed its eyes, the Demon Breaking Arrow was blocked by its eyelids.

Sean broke out in a cold sweat and turned around and ran without hesitation.

He sighed that his luck was too bad.

Since the energy particles in the air here are not very rich, maybe walking all over the Alps, you may not be able to see a few second-level demonic beasts, who would have thought that they would actually run into them.

Sean relied on his flexible body and took advantage of the complex environment around him to desperately avoid the pursuit of the fanged boar.

The fanged boar was enraged, and rampaged through the woods, and the thick ancient trees were smashed to pieces by it, and the speed did not decrease at all.

Sean had an idea, quickly changed direction, fled to the edge of a cliff, and without thinking about it, fell headlong into the cliff.

In the process of falling, he grabbed an old vine on the mountain wall with both hands and stabilized his body.

The fanged boar, which was in a state of rage, rushed very fiercely, and wanted to stop when it saw the cliff in front of it, but it was too fast to stop at all.

Instinctively, it lowered its head and slammed into the ground.

With a bang, a large chunk of the edge of the cliff was knocked down, but it still couldn't make it stop, and the fanged boar fell off the cliff.

The fanged boar, which was already seriously injured, fell from a cliff hundreds of meters high and fell extremely miserably.

The two hideous fangs on his mouth had been broken, his head was also dripping with blood, and his body struggled and twitched for a while before he moved.

Seeing that the fanged boar was dead no longer, Sean descended the hill and crouched beside the fanged boar, carefully observing the wounds on its body.

Sean discovered that the wounds were not the teeth and claws of other monsters, but seemed to be the marks of a knife and axe, which also made him suspicious.

One of the deadliest wounds was in the lower abdomen of a fanged boar.

Sean brushed aside the blood-soaked fur and saw a severed arrow exposed.

Reaching out with all his might, he pulled out the severed arrow.

He took off the kettle from his waist and rinsed the severed arrow with water, and found that the broken arrow was very rough in workmanship, and the material was still bone, densely engraved with runes.

Sean suddenly became nervous, could it be that there were other people around.

The strength of the person who can kill the second-level demonic beast must be very strong, and judging from the wound of the fanged boar, the opponent must be at least more than five people.

Thinking of this, Sean hurriedly pulled out a skinning knife from his waist and began to process the carcass of the fanged boar.

The most valuable thing on the second-level monster is the magic crystal, followed by several magic potion materials such as the blood of the demonic beast, and the last demonic beast skin, especially the monster with super defense and spell resistance like the fanged wild boar, the fur is even more precious.

Sean was so busy sweating that he peeled off the skin of the fanged boar, got some materials and more than a dozen bottles of demonic beast blood, and finally dug out an earthy yellow magic crystal.

This magic crystal is very beautiful, the earthy yellow crystal is delicate and soft, and it contains a rich amount of energy.

Sean put away the crystal and climbed up the cliff along the mountain.

From the time he saw the fanged boar to the present, Sean has been tossing and turning, and when he climbs the cliff, his physical strength is very high.

The ghoul was already waiting for him here, he was hit by the fanged boar just now, the tower shield had been deformed, and it fell quite hard, and the black heavy armor on his body was also crooked.

The fanged boar at the bottom of the cliff was obviously injured, indicating that there should be other people nearby, and there are quite a few of them, and their strength is also very strong.

The fanged boar is a second-level demonic beast, and the quality of the potions in the territory must be extraordinary, so you should go over and take a look.

But if you rush over, it is very likely that you will meet these people, and it will be very troublesome if you do.

He struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally simply stopped thinking about it, and tried to go to the front tomorrow to find out the situation.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and after tossing for a while, Sean felt very tired.

He saw that the stone platform under his feet was very smooth and clean, and the location was relatively hidden, so he decided to camp here.

Sean sat on the ground, quietly looking at the blood-like light that was about to dissipate in the distance.

The sun is setting in the distance, and the clouds are bright and disappearing in the mountains, and the twilight is vast.

Enjoying such a beautiful view, Sean's mood was very happy, and his mood slowly calmed down.

Suddenly, Sean's scalp exploded.

He didn't think about it, he subconsciously fell down and quickly rolled under a boulder on the edge of the stone platform.

"Whoosh......"

A bone arrow whistled almost against Sean's face, piercing deep into the place where he had been sitting.

"Whoosh...... Whoosh......"

Immediately afterwards, a series of bone arrows continued to shoot at him, each of which was extremely tricky, forcing Sean to hide on the edge of the stone platform and not dare to take his head.

Sean, who is a marksman himself, of course knows that he has met a master of archery, and there is more than one.

The ghoul next to him had been shot like a hedgehog, and his body was full of bone arrows.

He used his mental power to deliver a message to the ghouls, and the ghouls casually pulled out a few bone arrows from his body, then took out the tower shield from behind him, and walked over to block Sean's body.

"Bang...... Bang ......"

Bone arrows continued to shoot at the tower shield, and Sean had a chance to poke his head out from behind the boulder and observe the people who attacked him.

More than a dozen tall figures, holding huge bone bows, kept shooting arrows at the stone platform on the edge of the cliff.

These people are not human beings at all, and they have obvious bestiality on their faces, not only with two fangs, but also with a mouth that protrudes a little, somewhat similar to the wolf dogs in their previous lives.

Sean doesn't have to guess to know that this should be the legendary orc.

Behind these orcs, there are more than a dozen fierce giant wolves, all of which are about to catch up with the bison in their previous lives.

"Isn't the Orc Tribal Alliance in the Tanggula Wasteland on the other side of the mountain? Sean thought to himself.

The shortest of these orcs are nearly two meters tall, and they are burly and muscular.

They were almost naked with pale green upper bodies, with only some rough bone armor hanging on their shoulders and chest, and a necklace made of monster teeth and crystal nuclei on their chests.

He carried a bone shield and a bone bow on his back, and the weapons in his hands were heavy-looking war hammers or double-edged battle axes, and the workmanship was extremely crude.

Sean found that the outfits of two of the orcs were clearly different from the others.

A rather tall man, more than two meters tall, covered in hideous half-body bone armor, and holding a strangely shaped bone shield, the blade in his hand was a huge mace.

The other is thin, but only relatively tall, and a head taller than a normal human.

His face was tattooed with dense runes, he was wearing a dirty leather robe, holding a bone totem stick more than two meters long in his hand, and his body was covered with all kinds of weird ornaments.

Sean had read books about the Orc Tribal Alliance in Edgar's bookstore, and he still knew a little about it.

The tall orc should be the leader of this team, and the other one may be the shaman of the orc tribe.

The shamans of the orc tribe are extremely strong, and they may not be the opponent of wizards when they fight alone, but through brute arts, they can not only greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the orc warriors around them, but also have the ability to treat and detoxify, enhance morale, and dispel evil spirits.

In previous wars between humans and orcs, each orc legion would be equipped with a large number of orc shamans, but generally a brigade of several hundred people could be assigned to one.

And today this squad consists of nine orc warriors and an orc shaman, which is definitely an elite unit.

Sean felt an inexplicable danger from the inconspicuous orc leader.

He looked at the orc again, and found that what was on him looked rough, but it was a bit of a doorway when he looked closely.

In particular, the necklace on the opponent's chest was obviously different from other orc warriors.

The Warcraft teeth and crystal nuclei on the necklace are not ordinary low-level Warcraft. There are also bone shields and maces in his hands, as well as the half-body bone armor on his body, all engraved with dense runes, which don't look like ordinary products at first glance.

Sean suddenly became nervous, he didn't expect this seemingly ordinary orc team to hide such a master.