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Edward's heart beat twice as fast. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)

Reading other people's minds? Mind reading? How do you have this power? Is it the influence of some magic? Or is it magic?

And when this realization appeared, more voices began to come from all directions - the words in everyone's hearts seemed to begin to sound at the same time at this moment, and for a while, the hunter's mind was filled with all kinds of chaotic thoughts, high and low, one after another, so that the pain that began to dissipate became clearer again!

The terrible torrent made Edward hold his head.

He turned his gaze to the beautiful ring on the middle finger of his left hand, and the pattern that stretched down to the back of his hand—now that he had almost no long body, it seemed that there was only such an impact.

After that teleportation, the two days of trekking through the woodlands and the headaches that struck him from time to time had barely distracted him from thinking about the many loot he had obtained from his last adventure, especially this ring, which had given him a dream when he first got it, and that was something that not only ordinary people, but even the terrible strange lich could hide intact.

But this ring is absolutely very stubborn,

Usually for the convenience of use, magic items only need to be infused with a certain amount of spiritual power when opened, and the effect can be stimulated, but the more advanced it is, the higher the requirements for the strength and control of mental power;

So what is it that inspires it now? Or is this qiē not the work of the ring?

Flattening his breath, barely gathering his spirit from the cacophony of heartbeats, Edward carefully tried to find the source of his strength...... It's like going back in time to when you first tried to use magic items. Relax, gather, expand...... He tried slowly, trying to control the change.

After a few breaths, the terrible headache finally subsided again.

But apparently, this control was not very successful, and as the headache gradually subsided, the connection began to gradually blur, and the scope was rapidly narrowing.

Yes, range—that was a strange intuition, and there was no particular evidence, but Edward knew that there was a circle centered on himself, a very large one, enveloping it in a radius of at least a few hundred feet, within which he could hear the voices of almost all living beings.

And at the edge of the shrinking range, some noisy ringing sound was slowly gathering.

"Hey, little girl, do something! Your treatment is useless, you ...... Alas!"

The slightly distorted look on the hunter's face made Baroque stomp his feet, but the dwarf was obviously helpless in this regard, and the anxious rebuke also turned into a low, undetectable complaint in the middle of the way, watching the half-elf girl shroud Edward with the luster of a magic spell, but it didn't seem to alleviate the situation. He could only pull his beard hard, making the brass rings clang.

Luckily, the young hunter quickly raised his hand and made a 'don't worry' gesture.

"It looks like we have new guests...... That's a lot...... I think everybody had better be prepared – it's not a good one. They were already within five hundred feet. ”

Edward's expression gradually calmed down as his breathing steady, and he slowly raised his head, but there seemed to be no focus in his pupils, just an almost self-muttering voice.

"Which direction, how many?" the dwarf picked up the spear and axe at his side, and after the previous adventure, he had gained considerable trust in the young hunter's words and deeds—especially in the woodland.

However, the surrounding half-elves were not as agile as he reflected - they were still in a state of rest, only exchanging a few glances with each other, and several of them also held their own weapons, but the direction of vigilance was obviously a dwarf with a large axe.

They weren't ignorant farmers or fledgling rookies, and how to guard the area around the resting place was a basic skill for mercenaries, and they might not be complacent enough to think they were doing it perfectly, but at least they could prevent sneak attacks in most cases - even if it was late at night, even if it was raining, the system should at least be able to send back enough alerts in a critical moment.

But now, the young human of unknown origin asserted that someone was approaching, and it was a dangerously close range like 500 feet—in the eyes of these veteran mercenaries with more than a dozen or even decades of experience, this was already inconceivable and ridiculous.

Although among the legends of those mercenaries, it is true that someone can detect whether there are enemies lurking in a certain area around him by the slightest vibration of the ground. But the protagonists of those legends, apart from most spellcasters, are extremely sophisticated hunters, rangers, or rangers, who have lived in the jungle for forty or fifty years, and can hone that godlike skill. And even for these legendary beings, they usually need some medium when they are probing - at least to the ground and listen carefully for a while.

But now, the young man only bowed his head slightly.

Of course, maybe it was some kind of magic at work, but the boy, although he had been languishing, didn't have the appearance of a mage, especially the hands with sword calluses, which shouldn't belong to a spellcaster by any means - even those who relied on instinct to cast spells would not open a spell without spells or gestures like he did.

This is already inconceivable to the point of ridiculous Cheng dù, so the biggest possibility is that he is talking casually, trying to attract or reverse everyone's attention in order to make some kind of special move.

"If you may, can you tell us about your basis? There are magic alarms set up around. We've also sent sentries in all four directions, so no one should be able to get close. ”

After a moment's silence, the leader of the half-elves questioned, and at the same time took a step forward as if he had not done anything, and used his body to protect the little girl who had just finished casting the spell.

But Edward didn't answer the question.

"About four hundred feet in the east, twelve, more than four hundred feet in the south, ten, eleven, twenty-three in the west...... Sixteen people, there should be a spellcaster among them, he has not yet found a chance to cast a spell, and then the north is set aside for the passage, but it should be a trap. He lowered his gaze slightly, gathering his mind further.

There isn't much clearing around the cottage, and the jungle, night and rain provide plenty of seclusion. But even so, this gratifying advance is still very slow and extremely careful.

It's just that in Edward's eyes, no, in his mind, every hidden thing has become a floating cloud on the horizon...... He can clearly find out the location, direction, and even thoughts of each person...... Although the invisible range was shrinking, and the voice of the mind was constantly blurring, it still almost wrapped up the every move of the more than thirty people.

This precise prophecy made the faces of the half-elves turn solemn.

"I've spread out my magic alarms and normal alarms, so there's no gap in either direction. As long as there is the slightest movement, even if I don't have Kraft and Ranne, I can find out immediately, not to mention that Lun Kun also volunteered to go with him just now, his ability is already one of the best among us, and he is only second to you Captain Melianne. ”

The two half-elves each carefully lifted a small piece of the wall, and the spellcaster whispered a report to the leader. At the same time, he pulled out a scroll from his waist.

"Then your people, where are they guarding?" Edward said suddenly, and the half-elf spellcaster hesitated for a moment, until the leader nodded slightly, and then spoke briefly: "There is a commanding height in the nearby trees, and the other two should be in a hidden place within three hundred feet......"

"No, I don't see anyone guarding or being killed except for the approaching people. ”

The hunter stood up, put on his waterproof cloak, drew his sword, cut off a piece of cotton cloth, tied his face, and walked to the side of the house.

In this world, the binding force of the law is still quite thin, and the final solution to conflicts is extremely violent, involving lives at every turn, and it is endless. It's definitely not a smart move to mix casually, so it's important to take precautions in advance to avoid future troubles.

In fact, if he could, Edward didn't want to be so conspicuous at all, he didn't know these guys in front of him at all, even if his life was saved. But it doesn't mean that he will be a leader because of this.

Unfortunately, time is running out, and he is now one of the ambushed ones. The best option to slip away alone was not at all - as he approached, he could clearly feel the scattered thoughts of the other party in his mind, and there were already some more fierce words in them!

This wooden house is not a good place to garrison, the target is too obvious, the shelter it can provide is too fragile, among the enemies coming from the west, there are obviously a few ideas with the word fireball, if there is no accident, a fireball technique released by a formal mage, even on this rainy night, is enough to incinerate a wooden hut! The exit of the house is in the north, but the other party is obviously prepared for this, and from there, it is necessary that the hands of those who come up from all sides will gradually lock their pockets until everyone gets in.

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