When the first rays of sunlight shone into the jungle, Wren lay exhausted on the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His shirt was stained red with blood, and there was a deep scar on the corner of his brow that could be seen from the bone.

To his right, there was the corpse of a three-foot-long one-horned demon snake.

Regaining a little strength, Wren sideways and used the dagger to dissect the corpse of the demon snake, took out the demon core, and laboriously cut off its horn and stuffed it into his pocket.

His throat was as dry as a burn, and his body was tired and sleepy.

After hesitating, he put his mouth close to the wound of the one-horned demon snake, and a fishy smell came to his nose.

Holding back his nausea, he swallowed the sticky blood into his mouth and took a few bites of flesh.

The replenishment of food allowed his strength to recover slightly, but the depletion of his mental power could not be recovered for a while.

Dragging his stumbling body, Wren found a hole in a tree and burrowed it in, sealing it with a bush.

He was so tired that he wanted to just go to sleep, but he didn't dare to really close his eyes.

While he was half asleep, he was awakened by a thumping sound.

His strength recovered slightly, and his mental power only released the fireball technique once.

Wren didn't dare to slack off, he gently picked up the bushes, and looked through the gap to see that it was two demonic beasts fighting for the corpse of the demonic snake.

A pitch-black monkey is none other than a first-order demonic beast ink monkey. There is also a ghost-faced spider the size of a basin, which is also a powerful first-order demonic beast.

The fighting was fierce on both sides.

The speed of the ink monkey is like the wind, and the speed of the ghost spider is agile, and the ribbon it spits out is extremely corrosive.

Wren licked his lips slightly.

"It's two more monsters that aren't marked on the map, and it looks like something is really going on in the Giant Bear Mountains. Wren thought to himself.

He understood the truth of wealth and danger, so he threw the corpse of the one-horned demon snake here, in order to attract greedy demonic beasts to fight each other, so that he could sit and collect the power of the fisherman.

The ghost-faced spider gradually gained the upper hand in the battle.

The ink monkey is retreating, and his eyes show strong unwillingness and greed.

After the white smoke from the cobweb-corroded arm once again, Wren saw the ink monkey turn around and leave.

The ghost-faced spider doesn't seem to have any intention of pursuing.

Wren was a little annoyed.

"There should be a few more Demonic Beasts, so that the battle will be more intense, and I will have a greater chance. Wren thought with regret.

He quietly retracted his head, intending to hide himself.

In his previous form, he was no match for the ghost-faced spider.

Just when Wren was about to continue to rest with regret, a sharp cry suddenly came.

His body trembled, his eyes followed the prestige, and he saw that the ink monkey who had just escaped more than ten meters was actually swallowed by a behemoth into his mouth!

There's a third party coming!

Cold sweat broke out of Wren's back.

He looked at the guy who swallowed the ink monkey in horror, and it was a huge lizard with a body of seven or eight meters!

Its body was grass green, and its eyes were filled with indifference.

Click......

After comfortably swallowing the ink monkey, the third-order demonic beast Thunder Lizard, known as the "King of the Jungle", looked faintly at the ghost-faced spider who stayed in place.

The ghost-faced spider has been scared silly!

......Shh

Wren saw that a red light suddenly flashed in the mouth of the thunder lizard, and he actually rolled the ghost-faced spider back.

That red mango is its tongue!

The ghost-faced spider only had time to let out a scream before it was swallowed by the thunder lizard.

Wren swallowed, and the only thought in his heart was: too strong!

In the face of the first-order demonic beasts, the third-order demonic beasts thunder lizards were in an absolutely crushing position.

What about yourself?

Wren suddenly felt extremely flustered, and he realized that he was just a bite of food in front of this thunder lizard.

Suddenly, he felt a chill all over his body.

He looked stunned, but it was the thunder lizard that looked at him.

Its indifferent eyes looked at Wren through the bushes, which made Wren tense and his hands clenched.

The sweat of the palms of the hands fell to the ground.

Wren was nervous.

Don't say that he is now that he is in his heyday, he is by no means the enemy of the thunder lizard.

Belch......

A discordant voice came.

Wren blinked, and saw that the storm was a thunder lizard that burped, and then spat out a black spider leg.

It looked away, lay on the floor and fell asleep.

Wren secretly complained.

He saw the meaning of the thunder lizard, apparently full of food, and planned to digest it for a while before killing himself.

"Fuck it, I really think Lao Tzu is a dish. Wren wanted to explode.

The feeling of being used as a storage ration was anything but pleasant, and Wren was not willing to sit on his laurels.

But in the face of a third-order demonic beast, he was full of powerlessness.

He tried to move out of the hollow, and as soon as he lifted his leg, the thunder lizard opened its eyes and glared at him.

After trying back and forth three times, Wren had to dispel this unreliable idea.

The feeling of physical and mental exhaustion kept coming, and Wren thought about what to do, so he decided to make a good meal.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

As Wren fell into a dream, the thunder lizard suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a vague figure in front of it.

The figure vaguely communicated something to the thunder lizard, and then floated into the hollow of the tree where Wren was.

The air in the hollow of the tree suddenly plunged into a mysterious environment.

In his sleep, Wren frowned, as if he had dreamed of something terrible, but he couldn't wake up.

"The heir to the Quinn family, the believer whom Khakassia deems to be, has become a lackey of the Holy See...... What a long face for that cute wizarding alliance. The figure spoke, with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

"To deal with such a traitor, it is natural to return him to nothingness from the soul. The figure said again.

There was a hint of interest in his eyes: "I'm curious how that hypocrite from Ruerdor, kidnapping the followers of Khakass......"

"And, to be able to favor two demons with eyes above the top, I wonder what secrets he has. ”

The shadow flickered, turning into a black light and flying into Wren's brain.

......

The Thunder Lizard isn't the most powerful in the jungle, but it's called the king of the jungle because it has another identity.

Its ancestors are rumored to be the mounts of the Grim Reaper, so there is a hint of divinity in their blood.

This divinity makes them noble, and they even make contracts with some sorcerers who believe in death.

The reason why those wizards made a pact with them was not only because of the glimmer of divinity in them, but also because there was a rumor.

It is said that the Grim Reaper is often accompanied by thunder lizards to shelter the descendants of these mounts.

Wren scoffed at the rumors, but he didn't know that at least they were true.

Naturally, the Grim Reaper is not a god, but a powerful demon named Danas.

......

In the dream, Wren suddenly felt a palpitation from the sea of consciousness, and was immediately pulled away.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the huge figure.

The mountains are general, thousands of meters high, and the expression is cold and arrogant.