Angel glanced at the small fish and threw the tip of the Glory Serpent at it.

Laugh at!

The dagger pierced the fish in pairs with precision, and then fell into the water with a pop.

"Uncle, why did you throw it away!" Friya was startled, and suddenly saw a silver thread attached to Anglie's hand.

With a bang, Anglie tugged at the line, and the short sword and the strange fish on the tip of the sword flew out of the water again.

He took it into his hand and looked at it carefully.

The surface of the blade was faintly flowing with a faint red blood. It looks like the veins in the body of its own short sword.

Anglie looked at the dagger and fell into deep thought slightly.

On one side, Frya began to hook flowers and grass again, and soon caught something strange. Those who didn't look normal were all thrown back into the lake by her.

It wasn't until it was dark and the light began to dim that Friah stood up with a sense of relief.

"Gone Uncle Green. She carried a metal bucket made by Angel with some small fish to use as ingredients for the fish soup when she returned.

Angre also woke up from his thoughts.

"By the way, Frieh, there may be some trouble around these days, you just stay in the villa, don't go anywhere, it's better not to show up. I'll go around and get things sorted out first. Angliel advised.

"Got it, uncle. Friya nodded sensibly.

Angre sent him back to the villa and asked her to make the fish soup first, and then he would go back and eat it with him. He came out first with a cloak on his own.

Circling the villa, Anglie finally stood in the grove facing the direction of Fria's room.

In the afternoon, the grove is filled with the faint golden red light of the setting sun. The leaves, trunks, and grass were all dyed red, and even the breeze was a little warm.

Anglie walked to the foot of several large trees. Take a closer look around.

Finally, he slowly squatted down at the foot of a tree trunk.

The grass at the foot of the trees was faintly crooked. It's like being stepped on.

Angel reached out and touched it, but there was still a little heat left. Moist and warm.

He stood up with a calm face and looked left and right.

Wow!

Suddenly, there was the sound of grass being trampled. Coming from the depths of the woods.

"Who!" Angliel's figure flashed, and he suddenly disappeared in place, and a small dirt pit instantly appeared on the ground where he had been standing.

Angre turned into a black shadow. Rushing deep into the woods. Straight past a tree trunk,

Syllable!!

The black shadow he turned into slammed into a large tree behind him, and the two silver daggers in his hands were mistaken for each other.

Laugh at!

An incision appeared between the trunks of the trees in an instant, and the big tree slowly tilted to the left, and fell completely with a bang. A large number of leaves and branches snapped and cracked.

Anglie stood by the broken tree, vigilantly watching left and right.

Suddenly, he saw a faint gray shadow in his field of vision, troting into the distance. Soon it will be submerged into the depths of the forest in the distance.

Angliel's face turned cold, and his figure disappeared in place again, turning into a black shadow. Quickly rushed towards the gray shadow.

One black and one gray, the distance between them is rapidly shortening.

A faint silver light appeared in front of the black shadow. The silver light slammed into the back of the gray shadow.

Bang!!!

Grey Shadow was pinned to a tree trunk.

"Moo!!" A strange roar suddenly sounded.

The black shadow swirled around the gray shadow, and the cloak lifted. Revealing the figure of Angle.

He looked coldly at the gray shadow nailed to the trunk of a tree with a long silver dagger.

It's a villain. Only a villain as tall as his chest.

It's like a half-grown teenager, wearing tattered gray cloth clothes. The skin is sallow, and there are scarred scars in many places. The body also looks very thin.

The little man faces the trunk of the tree, desperately trying to struggle down from the trunk, but to no avail.

The strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of his chest where the dagger is nailed, as if it is nailed to a puppet.

Angliel approached with a slight frown. The little man turned his face sharply and mooed at him.

Angele's eyes shrank slightly, and only then did he see the appearance of this villain.

The nose and mouth are all the same as normal people, except for the eyes. This little man turned out to be a one-eyed monster.

The villain should be the center of the eyes, only one big eye, only one white eyeball inside, and two black pupils on the eyeball, one left and one right, as symmetrical as two eyes growing on the eyeball.

His one-eyed horror and fear were full of horror and fear, and his one-eyed eye was fixed on Angle, pushing the tree with both hands, trying to pull himself out. But it still didn't work.

"Can you speak?" asked Angliel in a low voice.

"Moo!!" the villain howled at him, even more frightened.

Angel snorted coldly, and raised the dagger in his right hand slightly.

The tip of the blade snorted and opened a bloody hole in the villain's forehead, and quickly contracted to return to its original state.

The little man's movements suddenly stopped, and he froze in place, and his body suddenly hung on the trunk of a tree, like a beast nailed by a dagger.

Angre pulled out his long dagger and wiped it clean on the villain's corpse. Then use the dagger to carefully dig out the villain's one-eye.

An eyeball the size of a fist was quickly pinched in Anglie's hand.

He carefully pulled out a test tube from his waist pouch, which contained a clear, gelatinous liquid.

Open the cork and slowly apply the glue to the surface of the eyeball by hand to prevent moisture loss.

The eyeballs the size of a fist are round and bulging, and they are very soft to pinch, and they smell a little subtle.

After applying a layer of glue, Angel carefully wrapped it in metal, placed it on his waist, fused it with a metal force field, and fixed it on the surface of his body skin.

Only then did the villain's corpse snap and fall to the ground.

Anglie didn't look at the corpses on the ground, but his eyes looked far away into the woods.

There are still some small gray shadows faintly, and there are at least a dozen of them.

"Hmph!" Angliel snorted, his figure turning into a black shadow again, and pounced in that direction.

"Moo!" A dull roar suddenly came out, one after another, and the large group of gray shadows quickly fled in the opposite direction.

From the villa, run northeast to catch up. It took Anglie more than half an hour. Easily kill more than a dozen one-eyed villains. Sixteen fist-sized eyeballs were collected, connected like a bunch of enlarged white grapes.

Until the sky grew darker, he stood among the trees. With a bunch of eyeballs in his hand, he was ready to rush back.

"You're going to leave like this?" a sharp voice suddenly came from behind him. It's a bit of a feeling that men are not men and women.

Anglie turned around and saw just in time for the woods. A slender figure slowly emerged from the mist.

"Can you speak?" Angle's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of excitement. "This is the second time I've come here to meet a talking creature. ”

"Oh?" the man slowly stepped out of the fog, revealing a clear figure.

Dressed in black clothes, even the head is covered in a black veil, revealing only a pair of bright blue eyes. He also wears a black hood on his head.

"The one-eyed dwarf who killed me, and you want to leave like this?"

"One-eyed dwarf?" Anglie lifted the eyeball on his hand, "do you mean the owner of these things in my hand?"

"Otherwise, what else do you think you will say?" said the man's voice coldly.

"So you're ready to do it with me?" said Angle's face turned cold.

"The one-eyed dwarf, a precious servant who is not afraid of those monsters, was killed by you all at once. If you don't compensate me for my losses, then you know the consequences. The man's voice was cold. "I don't like being besieged by monsters at night, but that doesn't mean I'm really scared. I'll drag you into the evening then. You can try to escape on your own. ”

"Are you threatening me?" Angliel looked at the man in black across from him with interest. "Ridiculous. He raised his right hand.

Snort. A silver light flew out and stabbed straight at the black-clothed figure.

Clang!!

The figure raised his hand to reveal a white dagger. Just blocking the silver light.

But in an instant, his eyes shrank sharply.

After the silver light was blocked, it suddenly exploded, turning into a large number of silver lines, bypassing the dagger and flying directly towards him.

"Halo!!" the man growled. A black line suddenly appeared in front of him, and a big black bird instantly drilled out of the black line, a big bird composed of black shadows.

The big bird vibrated its wings, screamed, and swooped towards the silver light.

The silver light suddenly sank into the bird's body and disappeared completely.

Pump!!

The shadowed blackbird chirped again and swooped down on Angle.

Anglie raised his left hand, and the platinum ring on his middle finger suddenly bloomed with a ball of golden light.

"Light of Thorns. ”

Snort!!

Countless golden rays of light erupted instantly, and the dazzling light actually blocked the blackbird strangely, the blackbird that could resist even the metal talent attack that could be devoured, under the golden light with only a few tens of degrees of power, it was like ice meeting flames, and it quickly melted.

The whole forest was lit up with golden light for a while, as if it had returned to the hottest noon.

Both Angre and the other were dyed in gold with golden light.

"Rossy!!" the man screamed, and his voice instantly changed to that of a woman. A black mist quickly spread behind him.

The black mist was pitch black, writhing constantly, as if it had life, and quickly surged towards Angliel.

When the mist flew halfway through, it finally slowly dispersed, revealing a skeleton of bones in tattered black clothes inside, floating in mid-air, and rushing towards Angle.

There were still a few strands of gray-white hair on the head of the bone frame, and a gray-black circle of light flashed on the body.

Before the other party flew over, Angli felt as heavy as lead, and his body, which was unusually easy and strong before, quickly became weak and sluggish at this time.

'Warning!'Warning!' The subject is attacked by an unknown force field, and its negative state is sluggish, aging. The chip's feedback prompt quickly rang in Angele's ears.

"It can ignore my defense field and act directly on me. Anglie's face changed slightly, and two lava balls slowly appeared in front of him.