Torm Federation, Southern Wilderness.

The post road leading to the Yuege Forest went straight to the south, stretching all the way through, and it was only slightly relieved when it encountered one or two low mountains.

Behind a low hill next to the post road and a boulder on the ridge, Fletcher, who had been lurking for a long time, raised his head, glanced around, and shook his head helplessly. It seems that there are still many people who think the same way as themselves.

The Martello family's bounty order has spread, and he has also received the news that the huge bounty number has made him dizzy for a while, and he involuntarily took the task. Based on the current position and speed of the carriage he had obtained, and after some calculations, Fletcher chose this low hill as the location for the ambush.

The post road here has a slight turn and a slope between the top and bottom, and the carriage has to slow down when it reaches this position, making it a great place to attack. In his opinion, instead of desperately blocking or chasing down the mage in the bounty, it is better to wait for work here, maybe he can make a contribution in one fell swoop and win the huge sum of money that can make him eat and drink for the rest of his life.

Unfortunately, when he arrived here, he found that more than one mercenary group had occupied the most advantageous position, so he pouted and could only choose a boulder that could cover his body and lurk. Unexpectedly, during the waiting time, more and more mercenaries converged here, obviously with the same idea as him.

"It seems that it will be difficult to fish in troubled waters this time," he lay down again, muttering to himself, "I don't know what level that mage in Lu Dao is, and he can do such a tiger thing." ”

Fletcher's figure was completely hidden in the grass, scrutinizing his gear. As a high-level hunter, stealth and patience are what he does best, and in a country like the Torm Federation, where money is paramount, his prey is not just beasts, and humans occupy a much larger proportion of his hunting list.

But such a valuable prey. It's the first time he's seen it, and he can't help but feel a little tickled when he thinks of it. On the other side, reason was repeatedly warning him that such a strong man was probably beyond his ability.

"Whatever, I'm not going to be a bird anyway. He muttered to himself, subconsciously shrinking his neck.

It's late at night.

Allegri clapped his hands. The seeds of flame that swirled around him dispersed, and his face was a little pale. The carriage continued as usual, without pause, leaving only a raging fire behind it.

Looking north along the post road, there was a sky-high fire every few dozen miles, and the demon's carriage was like an endless fire, igniting one sea of fire after another full of fire and death along the way. As the flames went out, the path of the beacon faded, leaving only black-red embers to show what had happened.

The fire faded away. But who knows how many predatory predators lurk in the darkness around the road?

Allegri took a deep breath, the cool breeze of early autumn blowing through his thin robes, but his heart was still restless. He looked around, on such an open plain, the bright moon and the stars seemed to be extremely close to the ground, as if they could touch their clear light as soon as he stretched out his hand, but he didn't know what the road was. But he felt a hint of warmth in this cold light.

"Are you in a bad mood?" a crisp voice suddenly came from beside him, and the elf girl sat down next to him lightly.

"It's ok. He sighed slightly, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Have you counted, is this the first batch?"

"If you count that Jayne, this is the sixth batch. Evelola said softly, "Do you still have enough mana?"

"Enough," Allegri said calmly, only he knew that the flame magic in the sea of souls had almost dried up, and he stared at the reddish sky in the distance. He sighed, "The sixth batch...... Have I already killed so many people?" he subconsciously raised his hands, the flame element lingered, and the faint red color was like a bloody hand.

"You...... Regret it?" Evelola glanced at him.

"No," Allegri asked, shaking his head firmly after a moment's hesitation, "why should I regret it?"

"Actually, if we go to Papan City and make superficial concessions, according to my understanding, this matter will be settled," Ephlora said slowly, "and it will not end up in the situation that we have today. ”

"I was a little impulsive at first, and I was a little ruthless, otherwise I wouldn't have formed such a grudge," Allegri's face showed a hint of helplessness, and then it was completely replaced by ferocity, "But Illo's appearance, he still dares to stop me, it's like killing himself." ”

Evelora looked at the slightly hideous Allegri with a strange look, as if she had reacquainted herself with him as a person.

"We don't have a lot of contact, you may not know," Allegri's eyes rekindled with flames, and he said in a deep voice, "A lot of people think I'm a good person, and I'm quite mild-tempered, and I don't bother people very much. But it's all based on nothing to do with me, and if things don't concern me, it's okay to say anything, and I'm not against being a good person. But if it involves me, my friends, then I don't care who dies. ”

"I know," the elven girl nodded earnestly, "I knew it when you rejected me directly in the magic tower," he hesitated for a moment, but continued, "I saw it then, and Iroh was still a little hesitant at the time, but you really don't care how many people the Demon King will kill. ”

"No way, I'm not familiar with those people. Allegri said.

"But evil is evil after all," said Evelola, tentatively, "don't you think so?"

Allegri shook his head, his voice very low, "This is the fundamental difference in philosophy between us, some justice, but it is just too well disguised. ”

"Justice is justice, and the evil nature of the king of evil spirits is different from us after all. Evelola argued.

"Lord of the Evil Spirits, didn't your elven ancestors once revere him as the 'God of Souls'?" Allegri asked rhetorically, moving his numb hands and feet, "If his face has not been revealed, is he still a righteous god until now?"

Evelola was a little stammered and couldn't say anything.

"How long will we be there?" Allegri asked no longer to press her, but instead asked.

"If all goes well, it should be around tomorrow evening. Ephrala was also a little confused about where she was, and thought for a while before surmising.

"Don't worry, I'll make everything work. Allegri nodded, closed his eyes and began to meditate to restore his magic.

Ahead, the carriage was approaching a low hill.

On the low hill, Fletcher chewed on a stalk of grass, a little bored.

"Here ......" I don't know who made a low cry, the news suddenly spread like a wave of water, and Fletcher watched helplessly as one or two or even three heads came out of every possible hiding place around him, which was really the same as the hero's vision.

However, as a hero of heroes, the wiser version of himself would not have revealed his whereabouts so early, and he continued to lie on his stomach in the grass, only tilting his head slightly, trying to see the situation on the post road. But in the blur and haze, it can't be seen clearly, it seems that the person who spoke just now should be a scout class in the mercenary group that is specifically responsible for reconnaissance, and has more detection means than his own.

After a moment's wait, the faint sound of a carriage clattering in the distance, he stared at the grass, and followed the large army to the foot of the mountain.

On the post road, mercenaries brought in a few boulders to temporarily block the road, and according to Fletcher's observations, there were five or six hundred people lying in ambush at the foot of the low mountain, and he could not think of anyone who could survive such an ambush. After all, there are also a considerable number of strong people in these teams who are higher than their own strength, and they are very difficult.

The road was blocked by boulders in front of him, and the carriage had to be forced to stop slowly. However, contrary to the mercenaries' expectations, no one went to the boulder barrier to investigate the situation. Several elven sentries rode their horses and hid beside the carriage, and on the roof of the carriage, a young magician was looking around coldly.

He sat cross-legged on the roof of the carriage with half-length black hair, a pale complexion, and violet eyes, sitting cross-legged on the roof of the carriage, his fingers intertwined, silent. Dozens of paces in front of him, several boulders blocked his way. The surrounding low mountains are hidden in the night, but you always feel that countless pairs of eyes are watching you.

Allegri suddenly smiled coldly, stretched out his finger and pointed at the boulders from afar, making a gesture of aim.

Fletcher was a little puzzled, he saw with his own eyes that magic traps were arranged near those boulders, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't get close to him at all, and obviously had some precautions against magic traps. But what was the matter with such a gesture, he had never heard of a magician being able to detonate a magic trap laid by someone else in this way.

"Bang" and loud!

There was a low exclamation from the side, and after the smoke cleared, Fletcher hurried to look, only to find that the boulders on the road were shattered, and the magic traps were gone, but there were no potholes in the road.

"Gone. The magician's command was heard from afar, and the carriage began to move again, and it was about to depart.

The magic trap found nothing, not even a moment, and it was completely beyond their expectations. Several mercenary leaders looked at each other, stood up at the same time, drew their weapons, and shouted,

"Guys, rush!"

"Shoulder to shoulder!"

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, whoever kills the prey and the reward is theirs!"

"Life and death, wealth in the sky?" Allegri was a little stunned, and then smiled and shook his head, "I'm afraid that I have a life to take it, but I don't have a life to take it." (To be continued......)

PS: (double change)