The dazzling sunlight shone through the layers of leafy foliage, leaving only a few faint shadows on the ground.

The elongated darkness cast a layered shadow on the potholes in the ground, and the sound of disheveled footsteps echoed quietly in the silent forest, with the flicking of branches and leaves approaching rapidly.

It has been three days since Revent's troops entered the Warcraft Forest, and the Knights of the Judgment, who were still in hot pursuit, had completely lost the news a day ago, and although they were too arrogant to be invincible in the forest with the power of the charge in the early stage, there were not too many Warcraft like to harass them with an indomitable momentum.

However, under the obstruction of the terrain of branches and leaves, the moment they lost their mobility, the eternal place of the Demon Beast Black Forest had quietly launched a cruel course in front of them. Poisonous insects, poisonous gases, invisible swamps, little by little, devouring their elite lives and self-righteous pride, in just one day, the major attrition has made them lose their sharpness, and the mourning dogs generally maintain the only remaining dignity, perhaps they have not thought about whether they can pursue the enemy who has completely lost their trace like a swimming dragon.

For those who have lost their fighting spirit, there are too many hunters in the Warcraft Forest who like to try this menu, and finally the moment the casualty figures are delivered to the captain the next day, the last fig leaf is also directly discarded, and they surprisingly unanimously give the order to retreat, leaving behind more than 3,000 cold corpses.

In the glorious 100-year history of the adjudication team, an even greater shame has ushered in, and the name of Rewente has been firmly nailed to their pillar of shame at this moment, making everyone suffer like a fire.

At this time, Revent had just woken up from a deep coma, and his scarred body had regained his basic mobility, and it could be seen that his reappearance had injected a new level of courage into the team, and his mental outlook was almost instantaneously renewed, making Don Quixote, who had been guarding his side, unconsciously show a smile of relief.

There were more than 400 troops following Revent this time, and the moment he woke up, he released a series of lives, stepped up the speed of action, and conveyed it in an orderly manner. I don't know if it's because Thunder's reputation has left too many traces in this ancient forest, or if it's their luck, they haven't encountered any waves of attacking demonic beasts until the fifth day.

This miraculous sight naturally made the members of the group attribute the credit to the leader, and the figure of Lei Wente unexpectedly became taller in their hearts.

Surprisingly, their conspicuous large army, instead of welcoming the figure of the monster, attracted a meeting with an acquaintance who should never have appeared in the dangerous forest at noon on the sixth day, Shawshank was dressed in a strange camouflage costume that could perfectly disappear into the jungle at any time, and his head came out of the dense bushes on one side, and the gorgeous steel helmet on his head was still woven with a circle of messy branches and leaves, and his face was smeared with green and black ink.

Let this man's gentle temperament seem so wild and uninhibited at this moment, if there is a noble lady next to him, he will definitely immediately throw himself into his arms like a nymphomaniac. However, his amazing charm did not seem to play any role in front of this team, but because of the suddenness of his lewd movements, he was almost killed on the spot by Revent.

Holding a half-deformed steel helmet these days, the old man chattered in his ear and complained, finally reaching the limit of Thunder Pattern's patience, pulling his collar and threatening in a low voice.

"Shut up! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind that you would never be able to speak. ”

Obviously, although violence is not the best way to solve things, it must be the fastest way to solve things, and the old man closed his mouth knowingly and obediently stepped aside. This burst of Lei Wente's mood has been unimaginably bad, and the things that were originally self-confident collapsed so easily, no one may be in a good mood when they put it on anyone.

Whether it is the strength of the individual or the power of the group, he is not even as good as an ant in the eyes of the real big man, once Lei Wente thought about this, but he didn't expect it to be completely fulfilled in his body so soon, and the rapidly expanding power collapsed in an instant, and even just a simple command from others, the power of Mary Zhennu that burst into the abyss and the sea made him feel that he was as fragile as a baby. If it weren't for the fact that he finally overdrew his maximum physical strength to fight that attack, and then took the opportunity to escape, he guessed that he would definitely be killed directly to the scum.

This extreme sense of insignificance, so that the mood is extremely bad, his own value seems to be no longer reflected, anxiety at this time in his body is undoubtedly reflected, even with the original confidence of the team has also appeared a little instability, obviously he has no experience in this area, and has not been able to be a competent leader.

I don't know why, after Shawshank found Don Quixote, these two people were surprisingly cold and watched, and they didn't remind Rayvee to pay attention to this deadly team whose emotions began to fluctuate.

And the increasingly impetuous team was hit unexpectedly, or as expected, at noon on the tenth day.

Leiwent's old friend, the dragon hunting tribe that had been entangled in grievances along the way in the forest, found him again at this moment, obviously forgetting the massive casualties last time, maybe it was their amazing reproduction that didn't care, anyway, this group of cold killers quietly ambushed around them, and obviously recognized Leiwent, an old enemy.

The march of four hundred men was about to reach nightfall, and was about to rest for a day of fatigue, when the dense grass around them suddenly swelled like a tidal wave, and countless dragons rushed out of it frantically, and the hissing of this long sky obscured by branches and leaves.

Revent's face changed instantly, thanks to his injured body, he didn't notice this killer lying in ambush under his eyelids, and it was too late when they appeared. Most of them pinned their hopes on the regiment commander due to too many days of comfort, and the mercenaries who had let their guard down were dealt a devastating blow.

Countless rushing dragons viciously picked up a body, and tore it apart with a flick of the head, and the screams of the human beings generally became louder and louder, just by looking at the face, the team of only four hundred people had already died nearly a hundred. And everyone put on a defensive posture at this time, but panic has already appeared irrepressibly on everyone's faces, as if the anxiety of the head of the regiment these days has made them lose too much confidence.

Rattling and shrill hiss whimpered wildly in all directions, and at least nearly a thousand dragon hunting tribes had surrounded them entirely, countless pairs of dark green eyes revealing the cruelty of greed and cruelty like food.

Revent's eyes instantly turned red, and his tyrannical temperament churned in his body, these remaining soldiers were his last treasures, complete loyalty, bone-piercing fanaticism, baptized by blood. It would take a long time to die a person, but now in just one meeting, nearly a hundred lives have been lost at the hands of beasts.

suppressed his anger, forced Chaos' mind to calm down, and turned his head and stared at Shawshank, who was Shi Ran, and Don Quixote, who was a little apprehensive. Thunder Strip lowered her voice and shouted.

"Everyone's concentrated! Quickly break through from the front! You are warriors! Victory over the true elite of the Tribunal, do not trample your glory under the feet of brutes. ”

"Yes, Captain."

Obviously, Lei Wente's words played the role of a heart booster, and he who recovered his emotions was like injecting a heart booster into everyone's body, and the panicked emotions were extinguished little by little, and he clenched the knife in his hand, but he was resolute in getting rid of life and death.

"Breakout!"

Lei Wente suddenly screamed, scaring the dragon hunters on the opposite side slightly, and then took advantage of the fact that the group of beasts did not form a really dense period of time, under his leadership, the whole team was like a sharp sword, tearing through the most vulnerable encirclement in front of them, and rushed into the dragon hunting group to start a crazy strangulation.

Because he was in this team, out of admiration for the commander's strength, the remaining 800 sets of magic armor were scattered and distributed to other teams, while Revent's team was only symbolically assigned to 20 sets of armor. That is, these twenty sets of armor caused decisive damage in an environment with plenty of magic crystals, and the strong muscles of the dragon hunter were as fragile as paper paste under the real giant steel, and they were often blasted out in a round, and they were lifeless.

And although Lei Wente was seriously injured, relying on the strength of his body alone, the dragon hunting dragon, which was only a fifth-level demonic beast on average, had no enemy under his hands. The other members of the group were affected by them, and their morale also rose in an instant, and they launched a counter-charge against the crazy dragon hunter with red eyes, even if they were snatched by several dragons' mouths, they had to stab the sharp blade into the body of one of them.

With the sharpness of the magic armor and the sacrifice of the members of the regiment, the team is like a flat boat in the monstrous waves, although it is eager to be requisitioned, but it firmly breaks through the huge waves and moves forward little by little. The corners of Leiwente's mouth were almost biting blood, and the tragic roar of the sacrifice of the members almost beat his cold heart again and again, just an unfamiliar member of the group, an eighteen-year-old young man from Kankan, in order to help him resist a cunning sneak attack of the dragon, left the cold corpse in this muddy land forever.

Revent's men became more and more ruthless, and under the crazy counterattack of the humans, the attack of the dragon hunter began to hesitate, and it seemed that the nightmare of the past was echoing in his mind. Especially by Shawshank's side, this man pulled Don Quixote to Shi Ran in the countless dragons, and the hunting dragon fell silently when he was still half a meter away from him, and then completely lost his life.

Compared to the tragedy of other people's flesh and blood, this man's weirdness seems to really make the dragon hunter afraid. As Thunder's troops broke through the encirclement line little by little, and began to frantically strangle inside, the dragon hunter finally knew that he could not do anything under the huge casualties, and after a terrible scream, the entire dragon hunt retreated like a tide, leaving only a messy corpse.

With red eyes full of bloodshots, Revent came directly to the rear of the troops, and his tone was filled with clear bloody and murderous aura, and he roared.

"Why! Give me an acceptable reason! Otherwise.. ”