Seven days and seven nights passed, and the Dalwood mercenary group fought in the middle of the Warcraft Forest, with all kinds of large Warcraft, careful and cautious.

On the eighth day, the mercenary group had reduced its strength by more than 400 people, hunting more than 20 purple demon bears, one of which, due to the too big movement, alarmed a group of thousands of iron horned rhinos, turned into a black torrent and rushed over, and many mercenaries died under the hooves of the iron horned rhinoceros.

"Nine more, and we'll be able to get out of this damn place. Captain Dalmu shouted.

Roar!

At this moment, a loud roar came, it was a purple-veined demon bear in a state of rage, the realm was close to the fourth level, and suddenly rushed out of a dense jungle, waved the bear's paw the size of a fan, and with a snap, more than ten people were blown up in the air.

"Stand back, archers, archers!" Darmu shouted, taking out a mechanical iron bow, and with a "bang" an arrow shot into the chest of the purple-veined demon bear, and a stream of steaming blood immediately spurted out.

The purple-veined demon bear in a state of rage didn't feel any pain at all, and let out a loud roar from its mouth, and the power of the earth turned into yellow ripples and rippled out, and with a few rumbling sounds, a piece of land sank, suddenly collapsed, and buried more than 20 people.

Boom!

Captain Dalmu shouted angrily, drew his long sword, and burned with a thick red fighting qi all over his body, with a few faint traces of orange light mixed in it.

Bang!

A bear paw wrapped in yellow magic power collided with Dalmu's sword, and a dull sound came out, and the purple-veined demon bear roared angrily and excitedly, raised its other arm, and slammed the bear's paw the size of a fan, slapping it on Dalmu's head.

Tuk!Tuk......

One by one, the large crossbows with the thick arms of the human arm slashed and shot out, as if tearing through the space, glowing with a faint silver-white cold glow, penetrating the skin of the purple-veined demon bear under the rage.

Roar!

The furious purple-veined demon bear, its eyes suddenly glowed with a strange red light, its face was full of pain and struggle, and the magic of the earth rolled out, rolling up a flying sand boulder, and pieces of land fell, stirring up a cloud of dust and mist.

Smack!

The two boulders were swept up by the wind, smashing the heads of the two mercenaries and cracking apart like watermelons.

Captain Dalmu and more than a dozen swordsmen joined forces to encircle and kill the purple-veined demon bear, and the sword qi was agitated, shooting like a cold ray.

Burst!

The huge yellow bear paw slapped down, crushing the head of a swordsman, and the purple-veined demon bear also suffered more than ten swords, but it still roared and fought to the death.

Ten minutes later, the purple-veined demon bear fell to the ground weakly due to excessive blood loss, convulsing non-stop.

Burst!

A big sword slashed down, smashing the head of the Purple Striped Demon Bear, smashing it to pieces.

"Something is wrong! This purple pattern demon bear is so strange, it stands to reason that even if it is in a state of rage, when its own life is threatened, it will not hesitate to choose to retreat, but this purple pattern demon bear has almost exhausted the last drop of blood, could it be that among the purple pattern demon bears we hunted before, there are its cubs?" said a swordsman.

Darmu frowned, pondered for a while, and said, "It's best for us to hunt the remaining few purple demon bears today, and after completing the hiring task, we should leave here as soon as possible......"

Thundered!

Suddenly, an earth-shattering sound pierced through the sky.

It was a mudslide, rushing towards the low slope where everyone was at a very fast speed.

"Run!" Dalmu's secret fear in his heart still happened, first the angry purple demon bear, and then this mudslide, definitely not by chance, but man-made!

Someone is dealing with themselves!

咴咴~~

The crimson horses spun around in terror, no matter how the mercenaries whipped, they just didn't move.

"Leader, it's not good, the surroundings are sprinkled with 'mimic liquid' magic potion, simulating the breath of a high-level magical beast, after being sniffed by our red horse, he panicked and didn't dare to move!"

"Dismount, everyone abandon all their gear!" shouted Dalmu.

Thundered~~

The mudslide rushed in quickly, rolling up a vast amount of smoke and dust, like a raging sea, exuding thunder and might.

The young mercenary was still grinding beside a red horse, tugging at the reins of the water, trying to pull it away.

Rumble!

The terrible mudslide engulfed his figure in an instant, and only the rumbling aftermath lingered in his ears.

Everyone was about to despair, the speed of the mudslide was very fast, and in the absence of means of transportation, it was impossible to run through the speed of the mudslide with only two legs.

Captain Dalmu was holding a person in one hand, his whole body was burning with red fighting energy, as fast as a bolt of lightning, and with a few swishing sounds, he rushed out several miles away.

"Ah......h

"No, help me!"

The miserable screams continued, like thorns, piercing deep into Dalmu's heart.

In the face of irreversible natural disasters, more than 4,000 people still escaped, and the rest were buried in the rolling mudslides, and the bones were washed apart, unable to be distinguished.

Dalmu looked up to the sky and let out a lament, thousands of lives, thousands of brothers who ate and lived together, lived and died together, in the blink of an eye, they were gone!

"Let's go, everyone, now, immediately, leave the Monster Forest!" Dalmu, with red eyes, gave the last order of his life.

Laugh at!

A sword light slashed, and suddenly stabbed out in Dalmu's back, and with a pop, the sword qi with white fighting power cut off one of Dalmu's arms.

Yes!

"You ......" Dalmu clutched his severed arm in pain, let out a scream, and staggered back.

"Retu, what are you doing, do you want to die?!" the rest of the swordsmen shouted angrily with round eyes.

Poof!

Three sword lights lit up at the same time, and the three swordsmen were attacked and their heads were decapitated.

Dalmu looked at the four swordsmen who had just joined his team a year ago, and he instantly understood, and pointed at the four people in a trembling voice, "Kill them!"

Rumble!

A group of mysterious people dressed in black and with the brim of their hats lowered suddenly appeared, raised their magic wands, and fist-sized fireballs fell abruptly.

"Ahh......h

Dense fireballs smashed into the crowd, causing the temperature to immediately become hot and rise sharply.

The team of more than twenty junior magicians is really rare, and only when there is a large-scale war, the empire will only see this scene when the empire mobilizes magicians to participate in the war.

Magician, a noble and formidable profession, all the mercenaries saw their identity as magicians, the fear in their hearts rose sharply by three or four points, and when they saw more than twenty magicians at one time, they immediately fled in fear.

After all kinds of heavy blows, the fighting spirit of this mercenary group has long been weakened, and even the most clever commander is powerless to return to the sky.

Darmu held a sword in one hand, a pair of eyes cold and terrifying, he did not flee, but chose to stay, and several old men loyal to his mercenary group also stayed, like an isolated sailboat in the angry sea, which may face the danger of capsizing at any time.

"Let your master come out to me. Dalmu said indifferently.

The group of black-clothed magicians were silent, raised the magic wand in their hands, and a fire-based magic condensed.

"Kill!" Dalmu roared, with a murderous aura, picked up the big sword in his hand, and smashed it directly in anger.

Laugh at!

The red Dou Qi Blade directly shattered several fire-based magics and killed four or five black-clothed magicians.

The sword of a peak swordsman is not so easy to catch, especially a magician with a weak physique and who is not good at close combat, once he is close to the sword of a swordsman, there is only one end, and that is death.

Airplanes~~

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in the void, and a sword, a sword light, slashed straight at it, turning into a stunning Feihong, cutting through the throat of the head of Dalmu, and a bubbling stream of heat sprayed out, Darmu frowned, looked down, and suddenly found that the bubbling hot stream was actually his own blood......

"Commander!!" The eyes of the rest of the old men of the mercenary group suddenly appeared with an uncontrollable fear and sorrow.

A middle-aged man who looked like he was about forty years old, walked out with a sword in his hand, and his body was full of thick orange fighting energy, he was a figure in the realm of a middle-level great sword master!

"Uh...... Uh......" Dalmu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, and the old men of the mercenary group could make out from the shape of his mouth, and the word he wanted to say was the word "escape".

A pair of delicate cowhide boots caught Dalmu's eye.

He struggled to keep his eyelids open, which were getting heavier and heavier, and his head was slightly raised, so that he could see the owner of the delicate cowhide boots...... A handsome young man.

"It's you?!" Captain Dalmu exclaimed in his heart, his face full of disbelief.

Oka looked indifferently at Dalmu, who was lying in a pool of blood, and he said softly, "Do you think it's all over? No, not yet. ”

Dalmu's face was filled with doubt, and then he was relieved, as if he had suddenly understood something.

"You're just the first item to be eradicated in the plan that I've devised Oka, but anyone who knows about it is on my eradication list, and in the days to come, they will go to hell and meet you. Oka took out a champa, wiped his hands, and threw it in Dalmu's face.

"Kill them all. Oka commanded indifferently, turned around, and walked away lightly, and suddenly a very short sound of fighting and screaming suddenly sounded behind him.

On the way, the fleeing mercenaries were not spared, and a group of black-clothed men who had been dormant for a long time were hunted cleanly.

Since that day, the Dalmu mercenary group has disappeared, and all of them have died in the Warcraft Forest, leaving no trace of death, and it has become a suspenseful mystery that has caused a sensation.