The morning came as promised, and the mist lingered in the bright sky, and everything in the mountains and forests seemed hazy and mysterious.

After the group freshened up, they followed Eisen into the dense forest to the north. After walking for about two or three hours, they also encountered a lot of magical beasts on the way, with Angela's unique talent, they could easily avoid powerful magical beasts, but even so, there were many extremely intelligent magical beasts waiting for the opportunity to act, of course, they were all thrilling.

The mountains and forests in front of us are getting denser and denser, and the road under your feet is becoming more and more bumpy, and the road is almost paved with shrubs, huge fungi, and craggy rocks, and there is no place to call it a road in the jungle to be precise. And the fog around is getting thicker and thicker, damp and sticky, and the vision is narrow.

Angela had to expand the realm of perception again, trying to avoid encountering the monster as much as possible. However, as everyone marched into the depths of the mountain range, the demonic beasts became more and more dense and powerful, and even if they sometimes had the intention to avoid it, they would inevitably be attacked by the demonic beasts.

They are still extremely sensitive and abominable to the breath of humans, for beasts, their perception ability itself is a talent beyond humans, some extremely sharp monsters can even be comparable to Angela's perception ability, and what is even more terrifying is that with the improvement of the level of monsters, their intelligence has also increased exponentially, and they actually know how to hide their soul power and heat to deceive their prey.

The deeper they went, the heavier the sense of crisis became, and Eisen couldn't help but slow down, his face was solemn, and he moved forward cautiously.

At this moment, a melodious song like a heavenly sound suddenly sounded, coming from the depths of the jungle, and the crisp sound was as pleasant as a silver bell, lingering in everyone's ears for a long time......

The footsteps of the crowd unconsciously walked in the direction from which the voice came.

"Are there still people living in the Eldas Mountains?" Wren asked, confused.

"It shouldn't be possible, no one can survive in a place where demonic beasts gather like this. Eisen firmly dismissed this ridiculous idea, "There's definitely something wrong with that!"

"Whatever, let's go and see first. Beggis said disapprehantly, as the corners of his mouth furrowed.

As everyone talked, they inadvertently approached the place where the voice came from. The forest in front of them suddenly became open, and a tall and thick ancient tree stood in front of everyone, and a beautiful young girl was sitting quietly on the high canopy, singing a beautiful song that was breathtaking.

The girl's long hair is like a dark night, falling down naturally, floating in the wind, the creamy skin is like the finest jade, exuding a soft and smooth texture, the black eyes are like a bright starry sky, shining with a little bit of light, and the whole body is full of a charming and enchanting feeling, but people dare not have the slightest blasphemy, because her flawless beauty is beyond the mortal world, and the city and country are captivated with a smile and a smile, like a god palace descending on the world, revealing the most ancient mystery.

She smiled at Ren and the others who were gradually walking towards her, between the opening and closing of her thin cherry lips, the song that trickled like a trickle echoed between heaven and earth, and at that moment, everything in heaven and earth dimmed in vain, leaving only her fairy-like beauty and reverie-inducing body, as well as the singing voice that echoed around her like a heavenly sound, unconsciously attracting everyone closer and closer, closer and closer, even Arya and Angela seemed to be attracted by such looks and songs.

"Quick, wake up, stop!" Jenora's arm was cut with a long wound, blood kept pouring out, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, and he yelled anxiously, "Don't be attracted to her, it's an illusion." ”

A hint of strangeness flashed in the girl's eyes, and the singing stopped abruptly, and at the same time, Wren, who was closer, suddenly let out a scream. A vine-like thing the thickness of two fingers pierced his shoulder in an instant, and then wrapped around his neck, slowly lifting him up and pulling him in front of the girl.

Everyone woke up from a dream, and Jenora's loud shouts were like boulders falling on the surface of a calm lake, instantly pulling the trance-like crowd out of the dream-like void and reality.

The girl's holy face, jade skin, was slowly dissipating, yes, like a statue of gravel, crumbling in the storm, revealing its original hideous and terrifying true face.

Where is the peerless beauty, after the wind and sand dissipated, the original face of the city quickly dried up, like an ancient corpse that had been dried for thousands of years, the eyes as bright as the night sky were deeply sunken in, leaving only two hollow eye sockets, the depths of the eye sockets revealed a trace of strange fire, its slender arms were also withered like branches, the five fingers became extraordinarily slender, sharp like a sharp sword-like thorn, at the moment it was flashing with palpitating cold light, the pair of jade legs were even more weird, after drying up, they became like insect feet。 It slowly opened its mouth and let out a scream like a baby's cry.

"W, what kind of monster is this?" recalling the scene just now, everyone couldn't help but feel palpitations.

"The ghost feather butterfly, its song can charm its prey, make it hallucinate, attract it to its own realm, and then obliterate it without resistance. Jenora said lightly, for the records of the demonic beasts in the Eldas Mountains, it is actually very rare, but some can still be found in some ancient books, after all, in the past ten thousand years, although this place has been listed as a forbidden domain, but there are still not a few people who go deep into the forbidden domain, and some of them who can come out alive will record some of the demonic beasts they have seen, and record their abilities for future generations.

"Jenora, have you read a book about this monster?" Eisen snapped to his senses.

"Yes!"

"And how are we going to save Wren?" Eisen asked.

"Its strength can only be regarded as a mid-level demonic beast, but we have already angered it by interrupting its singing, and in addition to its singing, its hissing is also disorienting. Jenora looked at her bleeding arm and said, "Pain keeps you awake." ”

The ghost feather butterfly slowly pulled Wren in front of him, opened his hollow mouth, and an invisible suction force emanated from the deep mouth, Wren's face instantly became illusory, and a tearing pain came, as if some kind of terrifying power was devouring his soul, and the indescribable pain instantly overshadowed the pain of being pierced in the shoulder, almost making Wren unconscious. However, at this moment, a black afterimage appeared in Wren's hazy vision, a cold cold light flashed, and then his eyes went black, and the whole person instantly lost his balance and fell down.

Amen jumped slightly, caught the fallen Wren accurately, and placed him under a large tree next to him.

"Is he alright?" Angela asked Jenora worriedly, glancing at the angry Wren.

"The tail of the ghost feather butterfly has the toxicity of anesthesia, and it will gradually lose its strength after being pierced by it, it's no big deal, just bandage it, the toxicity will slowly fade over time, it's just ......" Jenora looked at the figure in the sky that was already entangled with the ghost feather butterfly, frowned and said, "Is it okay for the monster to be handed over to Berges?"

"That guy is angry that this monster has bewitched him now......" Arya shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly, "We can't intervene if we want to, can we?"

"Whew!" The sharp scream was like a baby's cry, and like a girl's confused scream, the ghost feather butterfly's hideous face showed a shocked and angry expression, its body like a dry corpse suddenly stood up, and the huge wings on its back slowly opened, and its hideous appearance was completely different, its open wings were exceptionally beautiful, colorful light wings with a transparent texture, such as vein-like slender tendons are clearly visible, wingspan of more than ten meters, compared to the body of a monster about the same size as a human is extraordinarily small。

"No wonder it's called a ghost feather butterfly, it really looks like a giant butterfly. With a nimble flip back, Beges dodged the surprise of the Ghost Feather Butterfly and landed leisurely on the branches of another large tree, staring intently at the outstretched monster in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

However, in addition to the colorful giant wings, the ghost feather butterfly also has a palpitating organ, the slender tail that extends from its tail vertebrae, which is the root-like vine that pierces through Wren's shoulder, and at this moment this slender tail floats behind the ghost feather butterfly, looking down from the sky like a twisted roundworm.

The ghost feather butterfly's gaze rested on Veges's body hollowly, the two abyss-like eye sockets burned with a trace of flames, weird and terrifying, the huge wings quickly retracted, tightly attached to the back, the slender tail silently retracted into the body, the entire dry body minimized all the wind resistance, and suddenly dived downward, crashing towards Veges.

"Hey, hey, monster, it looks like you're not convinced, Young Master Ben cut off your tail?"

As he spoke, Bergis slashed forward, his calves full of strength exploded, and the whole person flew out of the branches like sharp arrows from the strings, facing the Ghost Feather Butterfly head-on, the thick branches twisted into pieces in the bursting air behind him.

"Boom!" heard a violent explosion in the air, and two powerful forces collided with each other and exploded like thunder. The figure of Bergis dispersed in the wind-like speed, turning into a cloudy light, staggering back and forth around the Ghost Feather Butterfly, constantly splashing sparks of metal intersecting, and the sharp wind whistling in his ears was mixed with the crying sound of the Ghost Feather Butterfly's baby and the high-frequency noise of metal rubbing, like countless steel needles cutting through the eardrums, bringing an indescribable sharp stinging pain.

However, Veggis's attacks were still continuous, his ghostly figure jumping back and forth at high speed between the huge tree trunks, and each time the afterimage-like figure would bring out a cold and rapid slash, the silver arc that pierced the air often had no time to dissipate, and a new slash had followed, and the silver arc of light that continued to rise and fall was like an irregular but extremely dense knife net. The Ghost Feather Butterfly was firmly trapped in the center of the knife net, and the slashes that came from all directions and angles were impossible to determine, and the speed was as fast as lightning, and it was impossible to catch it at all. However, it relied on its strange defense to withstand the falling slashes, and no matter where it landed, Veges's scythe could only splash a string of dazzling sparks and a sour touch that faintly reached the palm of his hand.

However, this still did not stop the Ghost Feather Butterfly's anger, its dry and wrinkled mouth slowly opened to the maximum, and a huge cry like thunder erupted from the mouth of the black hole, as if a ball of thunder sounded in the forest, with the deepest anger and resentment.

The sound rippled out, enveloping everyone in it.