It can only be said that everything happened so fast that Bahrain was caught off guard. Immediately after the attack, Bahrain put on his clothes as fast as he could, and then took the opportunity to untie his own witchcraft chains in the chaos.

Ignoring the loss of witchcraft, Balin hurried into the cell and released all the prisoners.

By the time Balin and Rollo escaped from the dungeon, the entire camp was like the end of the world. The monstrous powers of the monks confront the wizards in the sky, and the aftermath of the collision of sorcery and mystical forces rages in the temple camp.

Naturally, Balin intended to get close to the attacking wizard to seek rescue, but the wizard above had no idea of his existence, and the unbridled sorcery covered Barin could only run for his life. It wasn't until later that he and Rollo met the monks who were also scattered.

Soon the two Bahraini men fled further and further away under the pursuit of the monks, until they lost their direction completely.

Rollo has a lot of experience in the wild, he knows where water may exist, where it is easy to catch prey, what kind of plant fruits can be used as flavoring, and even the campfires he builds are less likely to extinguish than those in Bahrain.

The two were now living in a cave, with Bahrain sitting around a campfire roasting a hare at Rollo's instructions while Rollo cleaned up the other.

Until this time, Bahrain was still lamenting that everything was happening too quickly, and he was really a little caught off guard.

On the contrary, Rollo, who looked a little reckless, was very open, and it was already good to be able to escape. Although it was a little harder, at least he regained his freedom and hid for a while, presumably the wizards who came to hunt down these monks everywhere. When the time comes, when the monks leave the area, they can return to their hometowns.

Bahrain sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a stick in both hands and roasting rabbits, and the sound of the bonfire was heard, and the two chatted with each other, while always on the lookout for movement at the entrance of the cave.

It's not the Dread Beast, it's a wizard and a powerful Viking warrior, and the ordinary beast comes just to add a food to them. On the contrary, Bahrain has heard a lot of stories during this period of time in the experimental area. Among them are stories about this large area of untouched jungle.

Quite simply, these monks have been experimenting with humans for hundreds of years, and some of them often come up with whimsical ideas and then begin to modify the subjects. Most of the time the subject dies on the spot, but there are some exceptions.

These subjects underwent unexpected changes, but the consequences of the changes were unclear for a while. The monks then placed the subjects in this inaccessible jungle to observe some of their traits in their natural environment.

Of course, there are also failures of a certain experiment, mutants of some experimental subjects, and some observation subjects that require special observation, and there are many strange monsters gathered in this jungle.

While these failed subjects may not be very powerful, they often possess unique abilities that pose a danger to them.

There is another version of the legend about the story of this area among the Vikings. In Viking lore, it was a battlefield between ancient wizards and gods, and later the gods fell, and cursed blood polluted the land, giving birth to many evil creatures.

As a result, a tradition was formed among the Vikings that it was a place of trial of courage. Some are trials for young people to prove their abilities to the village, some for the sake of unjust trials, some for the sake of losing power struggles, and some for the sake of honing themselves.

As a formidable warrior, Rollo has also entered the Trials Realm. However, they had previously only entered the outermost part of the testing area, which was also strictly managed by the monks as part of the experimentation. Use the magic circle to divide the exile into different areas. Only the most non-threatening species of monks are allowed to roam freely in the testing area, while those who are dangerous are strictly confined to certain limits.

Comparatively speaking, the closer you are to the core of the test area, the more dangerous the test subjects will be. This was naturally for the convenience of the monks in their administration.

Unfortunately, the two of them were walking out of the core of the experimental zone at this time, and their location was therefore the most dangerous area of the exile zone.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, at this time, in a bulge at the top of the cave entrance, a monster with a human female appearance, with a fleshy membrane like bat wings connected to both sides of her arms, and an elderly monster with a tail behind her was quietly waiting there, using its special way to perceive the activities of the prey inside.

This is a creature with a certain amount of intelligence, perhaps sensing the threat of the Bahraini wizard's heart to itself, the monster did not act rashly. After getting a rough idea of its prey, the monster spread its wings and quietly left the cave and landed on the top of a large tree not far away.

When dawn comes, the sun's heat triggers air convection, and the morning breeze blows through the woods, causing a rattling sound.

The light of dawn stimulates the nerves of the monsters in the treetops. After all, it is just a product of failure, and the biological clock often seems a little chaotic, and it does not feel the slightest discomfort until the sun shines on it. Gently flapping the bat's wings, he left the treetop and headed for the gloomy lair.

Of course, the smell of the two prey it has deeply remembered in the mind. Just wait until night falls to hunt.

With the experienced Rollo by his side, Bahrain had little fear of sleeping in such a wilderness, and remained silent all night until dawn came.

As the night passed, Bahrain, who was resting as close to the campfire as possible, felt some stinging in his tonsils, which should have been caused by the scorching flames. Fortunately, it did not cause a fever, but the phlegm in the throat was slightly sticky.

Spat out a mouthful of purulent phlegm, Balin coughed lightly twice and cleared his throat. The two of them left the camp in a hurry, and there were no containers for water, so the night passed not only with a burning pain in Bahrain's throat, but also with Rollo in a hurry to rehydrate.

Rollo carefully cleared the cave where he had temporarily stayed, at least to make sure that the pursuers who might come behind him would not be able to detect the direction of their departure through the traces. Bahrain must admit that he lacks experience in these areas, and he is glad to have an experienced fighter of Rollo's calibre to fill the void in this area.

Strong Viking warriors with battle axes in hand open the way ahead, occasionally leaning over to probe the droppings of wild beasts, fallen hairs, trampled on plants, etc., to anticipate danger and find water.

The wizard who had no experience in this matter followed him silently without saying a word, and did not easily comment on things outside of his own cognitive domain, which is the consistent rule of wizards.

Suddenly, Rollo reached out and made a stop gesture, and Balin looked close to him and followed his field of vision. The land ahead had been corroded black by an inexplicable force, and the plants had formed a natural boundary there. Several decomposing walking corpses wandered aimlessly.

Rollo retreated, squatted under a tree and shielded himself with the help of overgrown bushes, and whispered to Bahrain: "Have you seen it? The water source is behind this black land, and it is a flowing water source. I can see the vegetation growing on the shore high up, so the water source should be clean!"

Barin nodded, and he also saw the small waterfall, which was indeed as Rollo had said, with lush vegetation on both sides.

"It's going to take a long detour, and it's up to you to decide if we force our way through it, or if we take a detour?" Rollo asked Bahrain about the decision, he had a natural awe of the mysterious wizard.

After thinking silently for a moment, it was indeed difficult for me to endure the torture caused by the detour. Therefore, Bahrain made a decision: "Try the assault first, if the combat effectiveness of the walking corpses is not high, we will force a breakthrough!"

"Good!" Rollo didn't say much nonsense, picked up the tomahawk and walked towards the walking corpse first.