Chapter 147: Spare Your Life
"Why are there frost dragons here?"
"That Finch actually missed such important information, and we were all injured, but I saw that guy was covered by dragon breath, that kind of powerful dragon breath, I'm afraid even a saint-level powerhouse can't bear it, he will definitely die thoroughly." A god-level powerhouse who had closed his eyes and breathed said with palpitations, but the god-level powerhouse who caught up in the end was a little uneasy in his heart, and then shook his head and said: "This alien method is capricious, if it weren't for the quick reaction, I'm afraid even I would be tricked, he is not only an alchemist, but also a high-strength necromancer, a melee ice mage, how much information is missing from the organization?" After saying that, everyone was silent for a while, and the people who originally came, now there are only a few left in front of them, and they can't kill at once, but they lose nearly half of their combat strength, this kind of loss has little impact on the organization as a whole, but for them, this is almost a felony.
"The loss this time is because Finch's news is incomplete, and when we return to the organization, we will use this second prince who does not know the height of the sky as a shield. Another god-level powerhouse who had already finished pranayama said with a sneer, and one of the powerhouses said with some hesitation: "This is not good, right?"
"Why, if you want to confess, don't pull us up, hum!" The proposed strong man snorted coldly, the scene suddenly became a little delicate, and after a period of silence, the hesitant strong man shook his head and said: "I still want to live for two more days, rather than being killed by you from here, it is better to live one more day." "Having said that, things are much easier, but everyone still doesn't dare to leave, the organization never wants a possible result, but an inevitable result, the ghost was hit by the dragon's breath, which many people have seen, how powerful the dragon's breath is, the companion who was cracked by the ice is the best proof, but to see people alive, to see corpses when dead, even if a few people are wasted, you must confirm that the person is dead!
"After we all cultivate, prepare to explore!" The strongest god-level powerhouse immediately set a strategy, the rules of the organization, they knew better than Finch, since they had already set a strategy, then follow the steps to execute, seeing that it was getting late, everyone had found a tree hole where they could sleep peacefully, the Binness Empire was still martial, and it was normal for high-level demonic beasts to lurk near the core area of the royal hunting ground, even if it was in a tree, it was difficult to guarantee that they would not be attacked, and everyone slept peacefully after resting.
But no one noticed that under the double moon, a gray mist slowly shrouded the dense forest with the white fog, it was already late autumn, the temperature was already very low, and there were water lakes in the core area of the hunting ground, the water vapor was also relatively heavy, and fog was a frequent occurrence, and this was completely expected by many god-level powerhouses, so they covered their mouths and noses with their headscarves, and the breath-holding of god-level powerhouses was much longer than that of ordinary people, and suppressing their breathing would also suppress the leakage of their own breath, whether it was a beast or a demonic beast, it was rare to find these people, so as long as they were not special people, it was absolutely impossible to hurt them。
A wild boar twisted its fat body, showing its fangs to feel the mist passing around, and then the boar's eyes were slightly closed, and slowly lay down, and in the soil hole behind him, the female wild boar and the little piglet also did not move after the fog swept over, the fog continued to spread forward, regardless of the beast, or a relatively high-level monster, in the seemingly ordinary fog slowly lost all its mobility, even the two wild mice that were fighting for females were slowly stopped under the fog。
Soon the mist went up the hillside and came to the place where many strong people lived, the fog was ordinary, colorless with a trace of water vapor, inhaling it to moisturize people's viscera, and even feeling that the injury could recover a lot, feeling this strange power, a few strong people were very surprised, but a few strong people said out loud: "No wonder there are so many magical beasts and beasts in this royal hunting ground, this mist actually has the effect of healing, this is really an unexpected harvest." ”
When everyone heard this, they took a few more breaths of mist, but they felt that the body had a slight improvement, the speed of this improvement seemed to be slow, but it was much better than ordinary healing medicine, the key was that it had no side effects, this benefit was naturally thought of by everyone, for a while everyone began to find a place to cross their knees and spit out, but they still sent a person out to be vigilant, and the person who was sent out was naturally unwilling, but he couldn't resist everyone's resolution, and could only hope that the next day could continue to have this mist, in his opinion, this was a rare opportunity。
Soon, everyone settled down to repair their wounds, and the vigilant people also leaned on the trunk of the tree to listen to the movements around him, but his injuries were not light, because he said the wrong word during the day today, but he was almost killed, now think about it, this may be the result of everyone's warning, this day is also too thrilling, first the siege failed, and the result was the loss of his companions, and the chase was halfway but he encountered the legendary dragon, and the desperate dragon's breath instantly crushed everything, and they fled in panic, but only one wave was enough to make people collapse, the kind of power that made people tremble and despair, he didn't want to experience the second time in his life, and he was too tired today!
Tired, this thought just rose, his body center of gravity couldn't help but move closer to the trunk, and then he took a long breath and then exhaled slowly, the fog on the trunk can absorb too little, his big mouth is not as good as the amount of those companions below, his heart was slightly annoyed, his body began to be a little tired, since he couldn't stand, he sat on the trunk, after scanning around, he found that there was no movement, he planned to squint his eyes for a while, let his eyes rest, the surrounding movements, ears can also hear.
But after sitting down, the fog was naturally a little more, and he immediately had the spirit to take advantage of it, and slowly he began to settle down, but his ears were always on guard, and he could hear a little movement clearly in a silent place, which he had already experienced, so he was very relieved.
And just when this strong man felt that there was no problem, heavy and rhythmic footsteps slowly came from the mist, and the strong man who was slightly surprised in his heart wanted to open his eyes, but found that his body had become powerless, except for what he could hear, he even had to go all out to lift his eyelids!
No, this is a phenomenon of poisoning, but when will you ...... It's the mist! The strong man who instantly figured out everything was shocked in his heart, this mist can obviously repair the injured body, how can it still have the ability to dissipate people, how much he has only inhaled, it has become like this, and those companions behind him, he can clearly think that the person who has inhaled a large amount of fog is now like a dead person.
So who are these footsteps?