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A few days later, late one night.

Under a large twisted tree, a bald boy was half-leaning on it.

He was holding a glass bottle with a white liquid in his hand, and was sprinkling it on the wound on his leg, which was more than six centimeters long, and the flesh could already be seen, and the edge of the wound was green and corrosive, obviously poisonous.

The white potion dripped on it, and with a "bang", a wisp of pale green mist floated out and dissipated into the air.

Vincent had a painful look on his face, but he didn't scream, he just pursed his lips and insisted, and the infected state of the wound skin that had been dripped with the white liquid disappeared, and the wound began to heal to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Exhaling a deep breath of turbidity and packing his things away, Vincent looked up at the sky and let his thoughts drift apart.

It's been five days since I saw the giant appear that day and retreat silently.

As the mountains go deeper, there are a lot more dangers, all kinds of strange creatures have emerged, black mantis monsters, swarms of killer bees, cannibal flowers that usually devour living beings without moving, even with his physique with crustercare, he can't fight head-on, and this wound on his leg is caused by a sneak attack by a demon vine lurking on the ground.

Corresponding to the ever-present danger is his harvest.

In just five days, the physique has increased by o.2, and the lifespan has increased by three months, and there are some alchemy herbs that are not available in the outside world, and there are also a lot of them found here.

In this place, his True Eye is open every second, otherwise it would be too dangerous for a creature to sneak attack.

Sensing that his wound was gradually healing, Vincent stretched his arms and prepared to leave, but suddenly, his brow furrowed and he stopped moving.

In the dense and lush grass, the turquoise weeds swayed and swayed from time to time, but strangely, there was no sound.

He noticed this scene, but pretended to be fine, and the black knife in his hand was already clenched.

Counting the time, all of a sudden, Vincent stabbed straight with a wave of his hand, and the blade broke through the whistling sound of the wind, and flew straight towards the shaking grass.

"Boom......"

A miserable howl came out, like the voice of a baby, and after struggling for more than ten seconds, it was silent.

Vincent stood up and walked over to the grass to see the tip of the black knife stuck in the head of a baby, and behind the baby's head was a long tail full of black scales.

"The baby snake, highly venomous, contains a trace of unknown ancient blood, and has a constitution of 1.2. ”

Pulling the Spirit Devouring Blade out of the baby's head, he felt another breath of vitality, but Vincent's expression did not relax, but became more and more calm.

In the distance, a piece of grass seemed to have vitality, dancing wildly, and from time to time there was the sound of "ziz", which was the sound of scales colliding.

"Boom ......"

A baby's whistling sound, poignant and sharp, gradually filled the air with a strange aura.

"It feels...... Is it surrounded?"

Vincent's true eyes saw through nothingness, and around him, there was a sea of black scales, flowing from time to time, and the baby's face swayed, as if smiling.

He moved, looked at randomly, and eventually, stood still.

In the sky, there were continuous black clouds suspended, covering the moonlight, making every qiē in the dark night look dim, but at this time, the sea of clouds leaked a gap, and the moonlight fell through.

The sea of black scales churned suddenly.

There was an endless scream in the air, and for a moment, there were not many baby snakes swimming at all, rushing madly and leaping in the air.

Vincent's face was grim, his palm was clenched, and in the sea of consciousness, the runes glowing with icy blue shone brightly.

"Boom!"

The surging icy meaning surged out from Vincent's body, like a tangible wind and wave, surging in all directions, everywhere it went, the frost white was stained, the soil, the grass, the insects, the baby snake leaping in the air, within five meters, every qiē was covered with the color of ice.

And when this surging chill reached the edge of five meters, the chill suddenly gathered up, and all of it condensed into a stream, turning into a slightly blue and white air flow ring.

Spells, Ring of Frost!

And after this wave of frost rings condensed around, the baby snake did not stop, still ignoring this wave of terrifying spell power, and attacked again.

Vincent frowned, showing no mercy, and in the nebula, the mana frenzy surged again.

Another wave of chill rushed, like a great river flowing, covering all directions.

When he used it three times in a row, it was frosty white on all sides, and the remaining baby snakes realized that they were powerful, and they all lifted the encirclement and retreated completely.

There was silence all around, and there was no breath of other creatures, Vincent took a deep breath, picked up the black knife, and slashed at the frozen baby snakes, absorbing the strength of the other party.

The use of the Frost Ring three times made his mana close to exhaustion, but fortunately, the baby snake knew that it was powerful and retreated, otherwise, he would have to choose to fight with the other party today, the wound on his thigh has not healed, if he is bitten, the poison will be deep, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Now he seems to be walking on the tip of a knife, on the edge of life and death, looking for an opportunity to become stronger.

The baby snakes around him were completely inserted, and his physique increased by about o.o6, Vincent got up, and he didn't bother to find a place to hide, and he didn't know what he would encounter at night when he went out, so he simply sat down here and meditated on the gods and demons.

After meditating and meditating, but in a moment, a kobold demon god jumped out of his thoughts and stood on top of the nebula.

Maybe it's because it's more suitable for warlock visualization, in the Eastern Mountain Range, Vincent's visualization of gods and demons is far more effective than in other places, once a day to visualize, he can actually receive nearly O.6 mana increase, and the deeper he goes into the mountain range, the better the effect, in just a few days, the mana value has broken through forty points, if it can go further, I'm afraid that even if there is no death breath as a foreshadowing, it can break through in a year or two.

After meditating quietly, feeling a little more mana, Vincent opened his eyes, and in his pupils, the bright silver nebula flashed and disappeared.

Habitually scanning the surroundings, a suspicion suddenly rose in his heart.

Why, at this time, the night is so bright?

The Eastern Mountains have been flooded by black clouds for a long time, and there is no moonlight, and occasionally there is light, but it is also covered by dark clouds in the blink of an eye, why is there such a bright light at this moment?

Looking up at the sky, three bright moons have emerged, and the endless sea of clouds is surging towards the east at a degree visible to the naked eye, and the flashing thunder is endless, and it is also flying with the clouds.

That feels...... It's as if something is dragging the sea of clouds to migrate!

Vincent's heart trembled, and he swept around, feeling that the wound on his leg was about to heal, and walked to the highest position nearby, looking in the direction of where the clouds were going.

And when his gaze stretched to the farthest part of his eyesight, his pupils shrank impressively.

Is that......

What is it!?