Chapter 032: Weird and Tricky

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Unleashing the fireball spell and absorbing the energy from the demon core, Wren slices the flesh of the golden-backed long-tailed rabbit into pieces. After saving enough food for the day, he left.

He continued deep into the Giant Bear Mountains.

From eighty kilometers, to one hundred kilometers, and even one hundred and fifty kilometers, Wren encountered more and more demonic beasts.

There are different types of these monsters, which are marked in the map, and those that are not shown in the map.

During this period, Wren hunted some and was almost hunted by some magical beasts.

His temperament is becoming more and more calm, and he is becoming more and more iron-blooded, his immature and fair face is gradually darkening, and his peaceful gaze is as sharp as a knife.

Tearing a strip of cloth from his cuff, Wren wrapped the wound on his leg.

The last bottle of potion had already been used by him, and now he could only stop the bleeding in this way.

Luckily, he didn't get it badly.

Spreading his palms out, looking at the six magic cores of different colors in his hands, the corners of Wren's mouth grinned.

A ball of fire appeared in front of him, and he threw the core in his hand into it.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and the look of intoxication on his face dissipated.

"If I need to hunt twenty-three more first-order demonic beasts, I can be promoted to the second-order. ā€

"Becoming a second-order wizard, the power of witchcraft will be doubled, and you can learn more powerful second-order witchcraft, so you don't have to be so embarrassed when the time comes. ā€

Wren groaned for a moment, then closed his eyes and fell asleep with his clothes.

Outside the cave is a dense jungle, quiet, mixed with bursts of insects.

In the middle of the night, there was a loud noise outside the cave where Wren was.

His eyelashes twitched slightly, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

After holding his breath and listening for half a second, his whole body curled up like a cheetah, the muscles of his hands and legs tightened, and his right hand had already grasped the Crimson Moon Blade.

A slight clicking sound was getting closer, and Wren's eyes were getting colder and colder.

While the weeds that were blocked by him at the entrance of the cave trembled slightly, Wren's spiritual power poured into the Crimson Moon Blade, and the Tail of Flames surged out, turning into a sword of flames!

The flaming sword was pierced through the weeds by Wren with a thunderous force, and a wail was heard outside.

Wren's body squeezed out of the hole, and with a movement of his mind, he let the divine protection cover his whole body.

As soon as he came out of the cave, he felt a chill.

The white mask on the surface of the body shook violently, but it did not break.

A dark shadow is coming!

Wren staggered to dodge, rolled twice on the ground, and got up to look at the giant wolf with white eyes on the other side.

"The first-order Demonic Beast White-Eyed Demon Wolf is another guy who doesn't appear on the map. Wren's gaze lingered for a moment at the wound in his abdomen.

If he hadn't stabbed him in the abdomen with a decisive sword just now, I'm afraid it would have been really difficult to deal with.

But now......

Wren's eyes were indifferent, and he held the Crimson Moon Blade in his right hand and rushed forward fiercely.

The white-eyed demon wolf knew that the humble dagger contained great power, and that its most powerful "white-eyed ray" had not broken the human's protective sorcery, so it knew that it was no match.

With fear in its eyes, it turned and ran.

The wound in the abdomen pulled at it, slowing it down and being hit by a fireball.

Half a minute later, Wren took out a magic core from the corpse of the white-eyed demon wolf.

He was about to absorb it when he heard a child's cry.

Flipping his hand and throwing the core into his pocket, Wren leaned warily against a large tree and looked around.

The crying grew louder and louder, and Wren could faintly hear what seemed to be coming from the east.

Reason told him he should leave, but curiosity drove him slowly towards the east.

Not long after, he saw a small lake.

The lake is only about 1,000 square meters in size, and it shimmers in the moonlight.

There was a bonfire by the lake, and next to it sat a little girl of four or five years old.

The girl howled pitifully and cried pitifully.

Around her, there were six wild wolves staring at her.

Wren's eyes narrowed.

There is never a lake on the map.

Besides, in the deep mountains and old forests where the monsters are crisscrossed, a child suddenly appeared, which is a little weird no matter how you look at it.

Suddenly, the little girl looked at Wren.

The two sides looked at each other, and Wren saw a deep surprise and hope in her eyes.

"Brother, can you help me find my mother?"

The little girl's voice full of hope reached Wren's ears.

In an instant, Wren was a little shaken.

When the six wild wolves saw Wren, they had already given up on the little girl and pounced on Wren instead.

The wolves are agile and ferocious, and they look like experienced hunters.

Wren turned around and saw that there were also six wild wolves behind him, on the left and on the right.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

The Crimson Moon Blade danced around Wren with a tail flame, and no wolf could withstand his blow.

But these wild wolves are still rushing at the end of the day.

"Brother, can you help me find my mother?"

The little girl's voice was magical, and it lingered in Wren's ears for a long time.

"Damn, it must have been an illusion!"

The endless wolves made Wren realize that something was wrong, and he placed a layer of sacred protection on himself.

Suddenly, all the wild wolves dissipated, and he was still in the same place.

And the dagger in his right hand was less than ten centimeters from his neck!

Divine Shelter is capable of resisting all forces of witchcraft, including the special hallucinogenic abilities of demonic beasts.

It dispelled the illusion and didn't disappear, but it took more than ten times more mental power to maintain the Divine Sanctuary than before.

The rapid passage of mental power made Wren understand that if he held on for a minute at most, his mental power would be exhausted.

"We have to find the source of all this weirdness!" Wren's eyes narrowed, and he looked around.

The surroundings were quiet, and even the sound of insects disappeared.

Half a minute later, Wren found nothing.

He withdrew his spiritual power, and the divine protection disappeared.

The wolf pounced again, and the little girl's voice rang in his ears.

"Damn, there's no way around it. ā€

Holding on for ten seconds, Wren re-unleashed the Divine Sanctuary.

He looked in one direction and galloped away.

At the same time as he left, on the trunk of a tree more than ten meters away from him, a strange creature like a human face appeared, revealing the face of a little girl, which was the one Wren had seen.

It seemed to be a real thing, and floated along the trunk of the tree towards Wren.

If you don't look closely, you won't be able to see this.

As it moved, a red glint flashed in the eyes of a crow standing quietly on a branch.

Through the crow controlled by the necromancy, Wren discovered the anomaly.

As he was running, he suddenly turned around, and a ball of fireball flew out, instantly hitting the human-faced monster.

"Wow......" The human-faced monster let out a baby-like cry.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Wren instantly approached, raising the Crimson Moon Blade that turned into a flaming sword and stabbing out.

The crying stopped abruptly, and a transparent crystal nucleus fell into Wren's hand.

"It turned out to be a first-order Demonic Beast human-faced monster, no wonder it was so tricky. Wren unleashed the fireball spell to absorb the two demon cores, and muttered, "But it's really unusual, there shouldn't be so many demonic beasts here." ā€

Just as he was thinking, another strong wind struck.

The battle instinct cultivated these days allowed Wren to release the divine protection as soon as possible, and the whole person rolled on the spot regardless of the image.

Click!

The divine shelter that covered his entire body shattered suddenly, and Wren looked at the top of his head with a look of jealousy.

A strange snake with a single horn appeared there, swallowing a letter and staring coldly at Wren.

Its body is about the size of an adult's arm, densely covered with green and white stripes, and the single horn on the top of its head is faintly glowing with blue light.

First-Order Demonic Beast, One-Horned Demon Snake!

It can unleash lightning attacks, and even against some second-order demonic beasts, it has a good chance of winning.

Wren felt more and more troublesome.