He ignored the confusion in Annina's eyes, and hurried north, communicating with the goblins through his mental consciousness.

"Really?"

The goblin said in a aggrieved tone: "Of course." ”

"How far is it from us?"

"I don't know, but it's just north of the peak, no more than a thousand meters. ”

Ronald stopped asking, but cautiously picked up his speed and hurried to where Irel had spoken. A kilometer in a straight line is at least three or four kilometers away on a rugged mountain road. But with the speed at which he was moving, it was only a minute or two before he quietly came to the approximate location of Eliel's mouth.

"Hmm...... There is danger......" Before he could gain a foothold, a goblin groaned in pain could be heard in his consciousness.

With one lunge, Ronald quickly scurried behind a cedar tree. He frowned after carefully scanning the circle, and his heart was very strange. Because he didn't lower his vigilance while speeding at high speed, he didn't perceive anything abnormal from beginning to end, and now after careful observation, he found that the situation was still the same.

"What's wrong?"

Before he could reply, he covered his head and squatted down in pain. It was as if he had been deeply pierced by countless needles in his mind, and the pain made him immediately burst into a cold sweat!

What's going on?

He clutched his head, trying to clear his mind. After finally subsiding a little, he still didn't feel anything abnormal. He had barely stood up when the tingling sensation in his mind came back to him. And Irel's painful voice was also conveyed to his spiritual consciousness at the same time.

"Left!"

Ronald resisted the stinging pain in his mind and struggled to turn his head to look to the left.

"Where?" he couldn't help but say.

In his line of sight, there was just an ordinary snowy bush on the left, except for some tan, half-meter-long mushroom caps growing from the pile of pine leaves, and the mushroom body was as thick as a thigh. Other than that, Ronald didn't feel any breath of life at all.

Could it be a mushroom?

At this time, the pain in my mind began to dissipate again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Annina's voice floated from afar, just now she saw an unnatural look from Ronald's expression, she was a little relieved, so she secretly followed, but what she saw was Ronald kneeling on the ground in a cold sweat.

"What are you doing here!" Ronald couldn't help but scold.

Anina pouted unconvinced. At this time, she suddenly felt the painful pain in her mind.

"Hmm!" Anina frowned, snorted, and fell straight to the ground.

Ronald, who was also attacked by pain again, forcibly held back the pain in his head. He struggled to his feet, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, drawing his sword to cut the mushrooms apart.

Puff, puff.

The mushrooms, sensing Ronald's hostility, suddenly opened their closed blood-red eyes under the mushroom lids!

Ronald was stunned.

Mental shock?

He didn't hesitate any longer, held back the sharp pain in his brain, and rushed forward in three steps and two steps, slashing the mushrooms that were scattering one by one.

He felt that there was a light and unstrained touch where the sword fell, and those mushrooms were all cut off without any power to fight back, and a hissing sound came out.

As the mushrooms fell to the ground, countless filaments suddenly stretched out from their roots, wrapping around Ronald's body, trying to make a final dying throe!

But these were just in vain, and with a small jump, Ronald easily avoided those white filaments that were three or four meters long.

Looking at the mushroom body with a thick milky white juice, as well as the countless slender white filaments hanging from the mushroom roots, Ronald quickly shook off the acid on the sword, but at this moment, there were already a few inconspicuous corrosion marks on the sword body.

He frowned, rubbed the scar on his sideburns, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. As an angel, I can't be immune to spiritual shocks, which is also the impact of emotional richness?

The next moment, he hurried to Anina's side and gently lifted her up.

He didn't expect that Anina, who had closed her eyes tightly and had a painful expression on her face, suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled his sleeves out of several straight lines!

At the same time, he also heard a dream coming out of Annina's mouth in a cold sweat on her face. "Father, Mother, don't leave me!"

Ronald was a little strange, could it be that those strange mushrooms had other special abilities?, but soon Irel's words explained the doubts in his mind.

"Father, that human has a very weak mental power......

Ronald immediately understood the crux of it, the spiritual impact of those mushrooms, which is estimated to have hallucinogenic effects. For those who are not mentally strong, it is the same as Annina, who is triggered by sudden pain and strong hallucinations to faint.

And after fainting, they become a meal for the mushrooms. Those delicate filaments with a diameter of less than a millimeter, covered with cilia that are difficult to detect with the naked eye, and up to four or five meters long, are the tools used by mushrooms to inject acid to absorb nutrients.

"Wake up, wake up!"

Ronald exclaimed anxiously, finally recalling Anina from her physical and psychological pain. She opened her eyes and couldn't help but smile wearily when she saw Ronald's concerned face.

"Thank you......" Anina let go of her fingers gripping Ronald's sleeve, she just opened her lips to say thanks, but under the influence of that strong mental shock, she couldn't help but faint again.

Ronald shook it a few times and found that it didn't work.

He reached out again to probe his snort and forehead temperature, and when he was sure that it was just a simple coma, he asked about the goblin.

"Irel, do you have what it takes to fight?"

After getting the goblin able to unleash a few ice spells, Ronald ordered, "You stay here and take care of her, I'm doing a careful search around." ”

"Don't be too far apart, Father, the distance between us can only be within a straight kilometer. ”

Ronald nodded, and carefully put Anina down. He carried the steel sword and tiptoed towards the chaotic aura he had inadvertently sensed just now.

After climbing hundreds of meters through the woods, he finally discovered the source of the uneasiness.

More than a hundred meters within the line of sight, several green-skinned demons were swaggering together. A steaming iron pot sits on the fire, bubbling and bubbling. As if smelling the scent, a demon with some brown skin picked up the mace at his feet and happily stirred there.

A few green heads, with the stirring of the evil spirits, turned around in the boiling iron pot with their eyes open and white.

Ronald discovers that the body of a forest goblin is boiled inside.

Demons are also an intelligent race from the Abyss Plane, and they speak Half-Orc, which is a variant of the lingua franca of the Demon Race. The demon has a greenish or brownish-green skin, a face like a human face covered with a rash, and has four protruding fangs like a wild animal. They are generally about two meters tall, and their intelligence is lower than that of normal people, and they can only distinguish the superficial meaning of words. In other words, a bunch of guys who can be easily provoked or taken advantage of.

The combat power of ordinary demons is only similar to the strength of those mid-level professionals who can only cut rocks. But their race's innate "quick rebirth" special surname, as well as their bloodthirsty killing intent, can greatly increase their combat effectiveness. Especially with that ugly and terrifying grimace, even in the face of the siege of a few mid-level professionals, you can achieve the ultimate victory in the battle.

Ronald breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that the aura of chaos only came from demons.

He put away his sword and set out to go back.

As a humanoid intelligent race, it is impossible for evil spirits to condense magic crystals. Another reason is that Ronald thinks it's not interesting to kill these low-level minions, after all, this is a deep mountain and old forest, not a place for human life. One more monster is not too much, one less is not less.

Soon, however, he turned back and hid behind a tree again.

After a screeching of feet, Ronald saw that the mage named Angus, whom he had invited to join, was holding an oak staff, and was walking in the direction of the evil spirit with his swordsmen and fellow adventurers.

"I'm coming, Labrador. Angus stood more than fifty meters away from the demons and greeted them with a smile.

But behind him, there were a few sharp knives out of the sheath.

"Demons?"

"Angus, what do you mean by that? Didn't you mean to come here to hunt bison?"

Ronald saw that the gray-robed mage Angus was just smiling, "Don't worry, my friends, it's just part of the deal, the Labrador can help us find the bison." ”

The adventurers who were improvised did not mean to lay down their weapons. An axe man clenched his battle axe and roared, "That's a demon!

The smile on Angus's face suddenly dissipated, and he just sighed helplessly: "Hey, is it really so difficult to communicate between different races?"

As he spoke, a ring of flame suddenly appeared on Angus's body! The ring was as thick as an arm, as swift as the wind, spreading out in all directions with a rolling wave of heat!

Resist the Ring of Fire, a second-order group magic that can burn enemies within a radius of ten meters!

Rumble!

Along the way, the trunks of the trees glowed with red flames, and the snow was steamed out of white mist!

The prepared servants had already jumped to a safe distance, and the temporarily hired adventurers were all too late to react, and they were burned to the ground and wailed!

"Ahh

A few of them were still trying to get up, but they only heard a few snorts in their ears and didn't move.

Ronald saw the swordsmen, drew his steel sword and stabbed the adventurers' throats with precision, and soon the adventurers who were tumbling with the smell of burnt barbecue were all killed by the swordsmen.

He held back the disgust in his heart and continued to watch the situation unfold. (To be continued.) )