But as the days passed, how many of the relics of the Sabbath Forest were now open, and the fat sheep saw a lot, but there was no golden sheep they had been looking for. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was the tenth day they had entered the Forest of Sabbath, and they were walking towards a ruin that was about to be activated.

This was their last hope, if it passed today, the herb juice stained on Lin Feng's clothes would be invalid.

As he walked, Swagg looked at the little sniffler who was twitching his nose incessantly. Since entering this forest of rest, the little one has not returned to rest in his arms, and has been sniffing and sniffing everywhere without stopping for a moment, and his little nose has become red, and his temper has become more and more anxious.

"This little baby is really tired!" Swagger saw the tired look of his beloved baby, and his heart ached as if he was entangled.

The little one had been his only relative since the day they had left the tribe, and he had treated the little thing as a son.

Now that the little thing is so hard, his heart is not comfortable.

The atmosphere in the team was rather dreary, and everyone could see that Swagger was not in a good mood, and no one dared to speak much, except for Anroes.

Anroth Doug has a special place in the "Minotaur Wolves, Foxes and Ghosts" mercenary squad. He is an orc of a vassal race of the wolf clan, the canine clan.

As one of the five powerful fighting races of the orc race, the wolf clan is famous in the continent, but there is still a force under their command If it is not for the large difference in the strength of the various sub-clans in the population, some of the good and the bad, it can completely occupy a place in the forest of the orc strong clan, that is, the canine clan.

As the saying goes, "A wolf is no match for a mad dog." The combat power of a mad canine powerhouse is completely comparable to that of a wolf clan elite.

Anroes is one such mad dog. According to the usual strength, Anlos can't rank in the top eight in the team, but once he goes berserk, he can be the first in the whole mercenary team in a short period of time.

It really depends on fate between people and people, when Anroes first entered the team, he was wary of everyone, but for Swagger alone, he was completely familiar, and his father kept shouting.

At the beginning, he cleaned up a lot for this Swagger, since Swag left the tribe, he called him the boss, called him the head, called him the captain, and called him uncle.

There is only the title of "Daddy", who told him to beat him once and beat him to death. Over time, no one dared to scream, only Anlos was a terrible person, no matter how many times he was beaten, he still couldn't change his mouth, and he still kept screaming.

It's also strange to say that "Mad Dog Anloth", the source of trouble in the mercenary team, is a broken house that can draw a knife for others to look at him more, and he has never turned his face when he is beaten to death by Swagger, and after his injury, he continues to cry "Daddy, Daddy" more happily.

There are too many times, and Swagg can only be left to him. After a long time together, Swagger instead developed feelings for Anroth, the mad dog that everyone in the team hated, and almost regarded him as the closest person to him outside of the little sniffer.

Not only because Anroes was the only one who called him Daddy, but he understood that in this squad, maybe only this Anroos was the only one who wouldn't do anything behind his back.

So he is extremely tolerant of Anlos, even if this guy is now scolding the fat sheep all the way, and he has never stopped chattering and is not angry.

On the contrary, he listened to Anroes's claim of how he had flayed him alive after seeing the fat sheep, and cut off his legs and threw them on his head, and his heart was extremely relieved.

Suddenly, the little wind rat screamed excitedly, and spun in circles in Swagger's hand.

Got it!

Putting the wind smelling rat on the ground, he ran behind it for a while, and finally found the fat sheep they had been searching for for a long time, Lin Feng, in front of him.

Lin Feng was also quite depressed, he had gained a lot in ten days, but he had been in the forest for too long, and the auxiliary medicine had already been used up, so he also planned to go home.

After so many days, after actual combat, he improved his spell-casting skills and abilities, and finally rose to the twentieth level, successfully activating his long-coveted divine skill, the Corpse Explosion Technique.

But at the same time, he also discovered his biggest shortcoming, as a civilized modern person, he lacks a kind of wildness like the natives, or the sense of battle.

Those monsters, most of the attributes are inferior to him, the skills and magic are not as good as him, and the IQ is even worse than him, but if he didn't have a perverted system skill to press the bottom of the box during the fight, there is really a possibility of capsizing in the gutter.

He is like a classic car with a supercar engine, even if it is powerful, it can be limited by other factors, and often it is not as fast as an ordinary sports car.

He made up his mind that when he returned to Red Blood City, he must go to the bazaar to buy a copy of martial arts, and see if he could improve his reflexes, combat awareness and other combat abilities.

At that moment, he saw more than a dozen red dots on the minimap.

"After killing this wave of monsters, go back!" Lin Feng said to himself.

When the hostile target approached, Lin Feng suddenly spartaced.

It's not the group of monsters he imagined, but a team of mercenaries, a team of mercenaries with murderous intent towards him.

Although he didn't understand why the other party had murderous intentions towards him before they had met, it didn't prevent him from casually slashing at Swag, who was walking in the front, with a lightning bolt.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike is the seedling.

His mother's, wrong!

Looking at the big tree that suffered for no reason, he was speechless, this eyesight! Ignore him, continue! This time, simply change the state of blood escape, practice only using magic to fight others, and improve his prediction ability.

Swagger was still thinking about how to get close to this little guy, how to subdue this little guy unexpectedly, how to force the spell of his space equipment from this little guy, a bolt of lightning slashed down on his head, and fortunately missed.

Looking at the big tree that was broken into two knots and was still emitting black smoke, Swagger was afraid for a while, and a "savage collision" slammed into Lin Feng directly with a sinking shoulder.

As an excellent Minotaur warrior, Swagger's mastery of the Minotaur's housekeeping skill "Savage Charge" is absolutely masterful.

The quick and accurate shot is definitely one of the three flavors. Although he didn't have the legendary power of the strongest warrior in the Giant Horn tribe, the patriarch Yeman Giant Horn, who could knock down a small mountain with one shoulder, even if it was a giant tree three or four meters thick and dozens of meters high, he could break it with one shoulder.