Hesa was in a terrible mood.

As a member of a local family in the side line of the Great Wolf family, he aspired to become a powerful samurai from a very young age, hoping to one day make his way into the Great Family.

Relying on his talent and unremitting efforts, he successfully promoted to the Beast Soul Warrior, but the path to the high rank was so difficult that he had to do his best all the time.

And entering the secret realm of the Sanctuary through the teleportation array of the Great Wolf family is undoubtedly a reward for his efforts by the beast god, and Hesa is ambitious to break through the world in it, and after returning to impress the clansmen.

It's just that there are strong people in the secret realm of the holy realm, and his small low-level warrior is too inconspicuous, but Hesa is not discouraged and discouraged, and slowly pulls up a team to break through the secret forest.

This five-person team can be said to have condensed Hesa's countless efforts, and he also hopes to expand the team to seven, nine, and twelve people one day... Go on an adventure deep in the Fantasy Forest.

And this expectation was ruthlessly shattered today, and while the death of an archer did not shake the foundation of the squad, the shame of being played by a novice would undoubtedly make him lose his prestige.

You know, but he took the initiative to jump out and stop Leon, intending to take advantage of Leon, but in the end, he took the surname of a companion.

If Leon is not caught and broken into pieces, how can Hesa make the other team members obey orders in the future?

"You're dead!" he roared and rushed into the forest, searching around like a wounded beast, "We've got to find him!"

The three adventurers followed closely behind Hesa, their faces were also very ugly, and they couldn't help but feel resentful in their hearts for the captain who stole the chicken and rice.

However, the three of them also understood that what Hesa did was not just for his own sake, and if he really scavenged oil and water from Leon, they would also get a share.

And looking at Leon's appearance, it seems that he really got something good.

Of course, they also understood that looking for an escaped person in the secret forest was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack, so they only searched with Hesa with a perfunctory attitude.

But no one expected that Leon did not go far, but quietly lurked nearby.

Like a hunting tiger, waiting for an opportunity to find the flaws in its prey.

Among the adventure teams that turned five into four, the most unhappy was probably the middle-aged fox shaman.

Not only does he have to follow the team through the dense forest, but he also has to give his teammates a defensive aura from time to time, especially the axe and shield man who protects him, and of course, the most important thing is to strengthen his own protection.

He could see clearly the situation of the archer's tragic death at the hands of Leon just now, and the black spur speared by Leon with a wave of his hand was so powerful, how could he not make his small and thin low-level shaman frightened.

"Ahh

The fox-born shaman had just replenished his companion with a defensive aura, and was caught by the roots of the tree under his feet, and the whole person involuntarily fell forward.

The axe and shield hand next to him instinctively stretched out his left hand to help, but as soon as his fingers touched the shaman's clothes, a sudden change occurred!

Whoosh!

Several black, prismatic spikes flew out of the trees not far away, shooting at the shaman who had fallen to the ground.

The Great Sword Warrior and the Axe Shield Warrior, who had been protecting left and right, were completely caught off guard, and before they could react, the Fox Shaman was hit by four sharp black spikes.

Poof!poof!poof!

If the sound of the balloon being punctured sounded one after another, the faint layer of magic defense aura on the shaman's body was suddenly broken through four gaps, and the prismatic thorn drove straight into his body!

"Ahh

The sore fox shaman let out a pig-killing howl, and the blood spurting from the wound quickly stained his gray robe, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

But don't look at him screaming badly, it's actually just a flesh wound, the shaman's defensive aura can effectively resist the damage of projectile weapons such as bows and arrows, although it can't stop Leon's black-edged thorns infused with the power of thunder and lightning, but it's still no problem to weaken most of the damage.

"Damn! He's there!"

As soon as Leon made a move, Hesa, who was searching with wide eyes in front of him, immediately found out.

Without hesitation, he lunged at Leon, shouting as he rushed, "Protect the shaman, I'll deal with him!"

The wolf-born warrior hadn't completely lost his mind, he knew that if the rest of his companions came along, he would put the shaman in a dangerous situation, and Leon's incredible speed was something he had seen with his own eyes, and he couldn't be unguarded.

Looking at Hesa, who was rushing straight towards him, Leon, who stood up from the bushes, smiled coldly, raised the heavy crossbow with his left hand, and pulled the trigger!

Boom!

The armor-piercing crossbow arrows shot out, and the wolf-descendant warrior who was more than a dozen paces away was defenseless at all, and was immediately hit in the chest!

Syllable!

The crossbow bolt was blocked by the soul armor and bounced off, but the force of the impact made Hesa's body pause, and his face couldn't help but change - the heavy crossbow in Leon's hand appeared too strangely.

"Taste this!"

Leon casually dropped the heavy crossbow and held a pitch-black pike gun in his left hand!

Under the infusion of elemental power induced by soul power, the body of the spear suddenly revealed a red flame light, and Leon suddenly waved his arm and threw it at the wolf-descendant warrior.

This blow is definitely ten times more powerful than a crossbow arrow!

"Hah!"

The Black Sa Monster screamed and hurriedly raised his greatsword to block, but the distance between the two sides was too close, and the spear flew in front of Leon almost the moment he left his hand, and the greatsword lifted and crashed into the barrel of the gun.

The pike gun was knocked and redirected, and the head of the spear fell and stabbed diagonally into the lower abdomen of the werewolf warrior.

Although the direction changed, the strength did not weaken much, and this spear pierced the wolf-descended warrior's body protection soul armor by an inch, almost touching his leather armor, and the collision of the two homologous forces burst out with dazzling fire.

Hesa's Body Protector Armor fluctuated violently, and although it did not collapse to the point of collapse, its color was much darker, which was a sign that the defense had been weakened.

"Space Ring!"

The wolf-descended warrior was taken aback, and Leon used a heavy crossbow and a shuttle gun to block him one after another, and he was not a rookie, so he still couldn't guess the reason for this.

Only the Space Ring! Only the existence of such a quasi-artifact can take things out of thin air!

At this moment, the wolf-descended warrior's blood poured all over his head with a "bang", his expression suddenly became extremely hideous, and the wolf's eyes revealed a greedy look.

The Space Ring is a masterpiece of the ancient civilization of the Sanctuary, and it is occasionally found in the ruins, and it is an extremely precious magic weapon.

Although it is not as good as a real artifact, it is comparable to an artifact for adventurers in the Sanctuary!

Hei Sa never thought that there would be such a treasure in Leon, a low-level warrior, and he immediately felt that his move to intercept Leon just now was extremely correct.

If he can get the Space Ring, he can take it back to the Radiant Continent and sell it, and live a comfortable and superior life for the rest of his life, without having to venture in this dangerous secret forest, let alone look at anyone's face.

It's just that the wolfborn warrior thinks beautifully, but he completely forgets his situation - Leon is in front of him, and the three companions are behind!

"Kill!"

Leon suddenly stepped forward and approached Hesa, shortening the distance between the two sides to no more than a few feet in an instant, holding the Lei Yan war knife with both hands, jumping up, aiming at Hesa and slashing at his head!

This knife is extremely fierce, the body of the knife exudes a half-foot-long red flame aura, and the friction air is fierce!

The wolf-born warrior, who had been slightly distracted by his dreams, realized that something was wrong, and he was driven by his battle instinct to retreat backwards, trying to dodge Lyo's sharp blow.

It's just that although he retreated fast enough, Leon's war knife was not slow at all!

Laugh at!

The blade's aura fell straight down, breaking through Hesa's body protection soul armor without any condensation, and even the close-fitting leather armor was cut a long crack from top to bottom.

Hesa's soul armor was extinguished in response, and he lost his strongest protection, and he hurriedly continued to retreat.

"Brothers..."

The experienced samurai made a fatal mistake at this time, and in fear he forgot that he was in the woods, and only took a few steps back before crashing into the vines.

And his companions were still protecting the shaman twenty or thirty paces away, and the shaman was trying to pull out the black spur to heal his injuries, where could he still have time to help.

Originally, Hesa's most correct reaction was to desperately counterattack and attack, as long as he could entangle Leon for a moment, the companions behind him would naturally come up to reinforce him, then Leon would have to flee.

But now, the battle situation is completely in the hands of Leon.

"Kill!"

The same angry shout, but it fell on Hesa's ears, but it was a completely different shock!

After slashing through the soul armor of the wolf-descendant warrior with a single sword, he continued to chase and kill without hesitation, and the battle knife pointed directly at the opponent's vital point, and the sword momentum turned into a thousand blades!

Shadow Storm!

This was originally a group attack range soul skill, but Leon used it for the final blow against the wolf-descended warriors, and the woods were filled with the roar of air blades cutting through the air.

Hesa's sight was completely occupied by the blade light, and at the moment of life and death, he suddenly burst out of his full potential, roaring and raising his great sword to stab at the center of the blade shadow!

Bang!

The sound of metal clash was endless, and the weapons of both sides did not know how many times they had exchanged fires, colliding with thousands of bursts of fire.

When all the blade shadows disappeared, Leon stood to the right of the wolf-descended warrior, his expression grim, and the soul armor on his chest was cut with a half-foot-long scar.

The wolf-descendant warrior stood still, his sword hanging weakly, and his wolf eyes were full of sluggishness.

The muscles on Hesa's face twitched, and seven or eight interlaced blood marks suddenly appeared, like a blood-colored spider web covering his entire wolf face.

In the next moment, the wolf-descendant warrior's body fell to the ground in pieces, and the flesh, bones, and internal organs of the limbs, mixed with blood, flowed to the ground.

(To be continued)