readx;? Everyone noticed the figure in the storm, and it was getting closer and closer to the canyon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"They're back?" said Hilt, who was delighted at first, but soon fell into a daze, "but why is there only one person?"

"It's Barlow. Bernie guessed, "If there's only one person who can come back, it's him." ”

Bowen didn't have the slightest joy, he was silent for a long time, and then slowly shook his head: "No, it's not. ”

"What?" Bernie was stunned and looked at Bowen with a puzzled expression, "What not?"

"Not Barlow. Bowen whispered, "The one who came is a little bigger than Barlow, and there are no such tall people in our group. ”

At the moment when Bowen's voice fell, the figure was already very close to the canyon, and although it was still difficult to see the face, the abnormally large size had already caught everyone's eyes. Ian suddenly smelled a dangerous breath, and subconsciously grasped the hilt of the guard, and at the same time, the figure began to accelerate towards the canyon. In an instant, the fog was broken, and Ian didn't care about anything, pulled away Hilter, who was standing at the front to meet him, and stepped up with his knife.

"Bang!"

The blades intertwined with the blades, splashing a few sparks. This first made Ian sure that the other party was a person, but he had never seen a person with such strength, just holding a knife in one hand, and blocking Ian's blow. Ian lowered his head, noticing the contours of his muscles that even his clothes couldn't hide.

"Huh?" said the comer, first in exclamation, and then "interesting." ”

He swung his knife again and slashed at Ian's face. Ian didn't panic, because the other party only used one hand, and the other hand seemed to be carrying something, unable to move. So Ian first took a step back, dodging the opponent's blow, and then directly threw down the guard, grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand, and with a slight twist, the opponent's strength was unloaded. The guardian and the other's knives fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the two voices overlapped.

Ian pulled the other's hand up, and the sleeves of their coats slipped off at the same time, and then everyone froze.

I saw that the two of them had a simple and solemn thorn flower tattooed on their right arms. This thorn flower was tattooed on him by Karan more than a month ago, and the thorn kings of all generations have it, and Ian agreed, so the new tattoo replaced the previous dragon flame inscription. Karan told him that there were only two people in the world who had this tattoo on his right arm.

Ian finally met someone else.

Both noticed each other's tattoos and subconsciously raised their heads and stared at each other. Ian saw a face of vicissitudes and a striking dark green pupil. And the latter was also looking at Ian, the scarlet that was hidden in his eyes, symbolizing [divine power].

Lord of Thorns - Greg Thor.

Lord of Thorns - Ian Iliad.

Time seemed to stand still, the two Thorn Lords stared at each other, and the rest of the intermediate or high-level hunters didn't dare to breathe. In the group of hunters, they are also considered to be the best, but compared to the two in front of them, they are too insignificant.

Ian looked at the old man.

This is the strongest hunter who once developed the source of the dragon slayer, the [Rose Lord], the head of the Stuart family, and his grandfather [Plum Blossom King]. Karan once told him that if there was one person in this world besides him and the Messiah who would be willing to help him selflessly, that was the long-retired Lord of Thorns, the old man who had sealed the tower for ten years in a fit of rage.

After a long time, the old man slowly spoke, breaking the silence: "You look like Ilyin, but your eyes are more like Shirley. I like Shirley very much, and I told her before you were born that I would be your godfather, but Rudo didn't agree, he didn't like Ealing. ”

In just two sentences, how much bitterness was expressed, but it also shortened the distance between the two in an instant. Ian silently crouched down and picked up his guardian and Greg's hunting knife, and he took the guardian back into the scabbard and returned Greg's hunting knife with both hands.

"Wait. Instead of taking his knife right away, Greg leaned down first and put down what he had been carrying. Ian noticed that Greg had been carrying a man all along, so his shadow in the dust was so big, and he had only used one hand to block one of Ian's attacks, even though Ian didn't exert all his strength.

The man Greg was carrying was placed on the ground, and everyone was shocked to see his bloody face.

"Barlow?!"

"Why is it Barlow, no, no, it should be Barlow, but why is he injured like this?"

Greg glanced at the hunters and said coldly, "These are all hunters, not peasant women from the countryside, right?"

Everyone shut up, and Hilt and Ivy hurriedly took out their first aid supplies and began to bandage Barlow's wounds. Ian also leaned down to take a look, and found that Barlow's body was covered with tiny wounds, more than a dozen of them, and blood was constantly pouring out of the wounds, staining the entire hunting suit red.

"How so?" muttered Ian, "how long has he been away from us?"

"That kind of thing can kill people in an instant. "He's lucky, oh no, I'd say he's okay with his strength, or he'd be bloody, like the other unlucky guys." ”

"That kind of thing?" Ian noticed the wording, "what is it?"

"A deadly bug. Greg said softly, with a complicated expression, "It's about two or three meters long, and its mouth is full of fine teeth, which can lurk underground, and then swallow the passing humans into their stomachs and hang them in an instant, and the saliva is still strongly corrosive, and the final result is a pool of blood." ”

Ian was stunned, what kind of monster is this? And Barton, the dwarf who was rubbing medicine on Barlow on the side, listened to Greg's words, and the hand holding the medicine bottle trembled, and the medicine bottle fell to the ground and almost shattered. Greg noticed the slight movement, turned his head to look over, and frowned: "I seem to have seen you." ”

"Yes, Lord Greg. The dwarf Barton bowed respectfully, "I was there when Ilyin treated your wounds. ”

"It turned out to be you. Greg nodded, "What, you know this monster?"

"I don't know the name, but I've encountered it. "More than forty years ago, half of our team of dwarves who migrated died like this, and when they woke up, they were gone, and only pools of blood were left on the ground. ”