"This vitality is simply a monster."

Looking at Bashamu's living wooden leather armor, the flames were gradually extinguished.

This scene of Bashamu surviving the flames.

Tucker was more and more amazed at the warrior being an extraordinary person, and as he rose in rank, his vitality was so strong.

"If only I had such a strong vitality."

"Only by surviving can there be room for output."

"With a body like me now, once it is output close to my face, don't ask, if I ask, I will die on the spot!"

Tucker, who secretly pinched the witchcraft, restrained his breath as much as possible.

Just now, Tucker threw out a fire oil bomb.

Burn each other.

It's good to be able to burn the other person, but not being able to burn to death can also disturb perception.

In this way, Tucker can effectively astringent the trail of breath.

Nabashamu was holding on to the open wooden hand shield, and did not dare to observe directly with his eyes.

Tucker can only be tracked by the hunter's keen sense of smell of prey.

Because of this, just now, Tucker ran around the bonsai.

This guy can smash a lot of flowers and plants.

When Tucker retracted his breath with precision.

So here's the problem.

Bashamu, who can't capture Tucker with his hunter's sense of smell, uses what to discover Tucker?

With eyes?

Hehe......

Tucker thought so, too.

The flame goes out.

The altar land that was still in full swing just now.

At this point, there was a deathly silence.

When Bashamu sniffed around with his trusting hunter's sense of smell.

His heart sank.

He couldn't find the wizard anymore.

"I can't find you, I still have a way to find it!"

Bashamu, who was full of bitter anger in his heart, took a deep breath.

The power of the shadows rolled deep in his throat.

"Whoa......"

The howl of a dark wolf from the power of the bloodline.

With the black sun of the altar as the background, it reverberates back and forth on this altar.

Quietly.

Three shadow wolves jumped out of the shadows behind Bashamu.

"Up!"

With the order of Bashamu.

The three shadow wolves rushed forward.

Soon.

The sound of breaking the air remembered.

Immediately after that, the crackling sound of the volley sounded one after another.

It's as if a leather whip is fighting three shadow wolves.

And in battle.

Bashamu magnifies his hearing, smell, and other perceptual abilities to the extreme.

Hope to locate that damn wizard.

However, there is no ......

The wizard, completely motionless, hid in the blind spot behind his shield.

"I don't believe you can hide for as long as you want."

"My Shadow Howl can summon the Shadow Demon Wolf infinitely."

The Shadow Demon Wolf is summoned as a shadow form, which is not too powerful, and the level is only in the early tenth level.

Soon the first wave of the three Shadow Demon Wolves were wiped out by the Bloodthorn Vine.

"Whew......"

Just as Bashamu was making the second round of callings.

Suddenly.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bashamu caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a figure there.

"Not good!"

Just wanted to move the shield.

But it was too late.

"Bang!"

The gunfire ended.

A pain in the eyes is followed by a deep numbness.

And Bashamu's eyes were dark.

"It's over!"

Bashamu, who had a chill down his spine, instantly sank his heart to the bottom.

"No...... It's not over yet. ”

Suddenly, Bashamu seemed to think of something.

He looked up in the direction of the altar.

That is, he can no longer see anything.

However, he could still feel the power of the God of the Dark Sun.

There is also the power he has accumulated in the sacrifice, waiting for the A-level extraordinary talent, and when the sacrifice is made, it will be carried out together.

Now, immediately, immediately, pray to the God of the Dark Sun.

Pray that He will restore Himself and give Himself strength.

Then you will be able to turn the tables around.

At this moment, Bashamu only felt something slam on his back.

Flames scorched and rose all around them again.

"Damn wizards."

As he cursed, Bashamu sped away in the direction of the altar.

Just as he was about to get close to the altar.

He vaguely felt the breath of divine light.

"Sneer......"

A wisp of [Light Shaping Spear] about a meter long and the thickness of a finger.

It pierced Bashamu's skull and pinned him to the ground.

And the steps of the altar were already within his reach.

It's a pity that he will never be able to reach it.

"Hoo ......"

Tucker, who exhaled lightly, withdrew the alchemy bomb in his hand back to the storage bracelet.

If this blow doesn't kill the guy again, Tucker prepares to overturn it with an alchemy bomb.

But this monster with amazing vitality finally died after the spear of light sculpted through its head!

"The power of the Light Shaping Spear is indeed powerful, this guy is wearing living wood leather armor, but it is comparable to extraordinary steel armor of the same thickness."

"But it was still pierced by the spear of light shaping, which is worthy of a two-star light sorcery, highlighting a powerful one."

"It's just that the casting time is a little longer, and the source energy consumption is also larger."

"But it's not a problem."

"Wait until I have enough experience in the source energy, and do a good job of witchcraft (brain) research."

"The casting time and source energy consumption of this witchcraft will be improved to a certain extent."

"At the same time, the problem of the Light Shaping Spear's flight speed not being fast enough can also be greatly improved."

With the death of the hunter Bashamu.

The altar area is calm again.

Tucker dragged Bashamu's body a little further away from the altar as he began to clean up the results.

First of all, the living veneer armor.

Living wood is an extraordinary armor made from the tough leather armor of the Treants.

Although it has been pierced by Tucker's Light Shaping Spear, the benefit of the Living Wood Leather Armor is that it can devour otherworldly wood materials and heal itself.

"Not only is this thing light, but it's also very strong, but it's much more powerful than my chain mail."

Before Bashamu's body could be cold, Tucker replaced his living leather armor.

After opening Bashamu's transcendent bracelet and probing, Tucker frowned slightly.

There's not much value in it.

There are only more than 30 pieces of magic gold.

Not as rich as Eden Gladstone.

"It shouldn't be! According to Eden Gladstone. ”

"Bashamu, the Hunter Gang, has taken almost half of the wealth income of the entire Human Gang."

"It can't be that poor."

"This guy has hidden his wealth?"

"Or is it?"

Out of the corner of Tucker's eye, he glanced at the altar.

At that moment, the small black sun above it was like a spike, and it made Tucker's heart tingle.

"This guy put all his resources into the sacrifice to the Dark Sun Evil God?"

"That little dark day, is all his savings?"

"It's very uncomfortable to look at that evil thing."

"If you break free of the altar, you don't know what will happen."

"You can't take it away, or you ...... it."

A bold idea came to Tucker's mind.