"What?"

"Not good!"

The exclamations of Veggis and Jenora rang out at the same time! The difference was that Veggis didn't have time to change anything.

A moment ago, he was still immersed in the battle with the Ghost Feather Butterfly, but in an instant he was dazzled by the huge sound wave, and Beggis's vision began to condense and then disperse chaotically, and then gradually condensed from the slack, and the ghost feather butterfly in front of him began to appear ghostly, from one to two, and then from two to four......

But Beges's head was muddy, like a mess of tofu brains, and he didn't have time to think about it, although he instinctively realized that something was wrong, but his whole body gradually collapsed as if he didn't obey the call......

The monster's hiss came and went, some sounding like they were coming from far away, while others were really like calling in his ears, and Veges's vision was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, his pupils slowly dilated, as if something had penetrated into the depths of his soul and was devouring him with impunity......

In the last blurred vision, a ghost feather butterfly fluttered down from the sky......

The moisture in the air was rapidly condensing, and a circle of white spray suddenly rolled out of the huge and complex space, and a water vortex appeared out of thin air in the depths of the dense forest, firmly encircling Aisen and the others inside, and at the same time, a layer of hard frost began to cover the outermost layer of the water vortex, forming a temporarily closed defensive ice prison.

Outside the water vortex and ice prison are densely packed with ghost feather butterflies, they land on the rocks, between the branches, some of them are suspended in the air, the thin colorful wings like cicada wings float in the air, like silk flying in the wind, their withered bodies are hideous and terrifying in the air, with their black holes open, or hissing, or singing, mixed with strange sounds intertwined into a lullaby of death, echoing in the forest.

In an instant, this area has become a terrifying hunting ground, whether it is a monster stronger than the ghost feather butterfly, or a monster weaker than the ghost feather butterfly, they are all vying to flee here, and the monsters that have not had time to escape directly become the prey of the ghost feather butterfly, their long tails like sharp swords easily penetrate the bodies of the prey, slowly moving the prey in front of them, like a black hole-like mouth sucking the essence of life of the prey. In less than a moment, those vivid lives instantly withered away like the withered body of a ghost feather butterfly, turning into real corpses. None of them pursued any of their prey that escaped their range, though, as they landed here to save the humans who were surrounded by the whirlpool of flowing water.

"Damn, that monster was summoning its companions just now, and they are actually a group of demonic beasts?" Eisen gasped heavily.

After recalling the scene of the horror just now, Eisen still had palpitations. Countless terrible screams pierced the sky, from far and near, one after another, with sorrow and anger. Just the moment he heard it, the depths of everyone's souls were as if they had been hit with a few sticks, and their consciousness was shattered at that moment, only Jenora barely kept a little awake by the pain in his arm, he quickly raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed it towards Eisen's arm, and yelled at Eisen, who was instantly awake because of the pain, "Quick, quick, water, water can isolate sound!"

At the same time, Jenora quickly ran to the fallen Bergis and brought him back to the group. At this moment, the water vortex formed, isolating everyone from the fallen ghost feather butterflies.

"Originally, I thought that the demonic beasts at the end of the middle level could still deal with it, but I didn't expect it to be so outrageously strong, wouldn't the demonic beasts that appeared in the mountains behind it be even more terrifying...... This mountain range is a dead land, and this mission may be a trap to lure you ......" Jenora's gaze grew colder, and even his usual grim countenance could not help but be irritable.

"Don't say it! the most important thing now is to get out of here alive!" Eisen interrupted Jenora with a serious expression, pondered for a while, and looked at Jenora, who was also embarrassed beside him, with an inquiring gaze, "With what you know about those monsters, what should we do next? I don't think those monsters will leave on their own, and my water vortex and ice prison can only delay for a while!"

"Ghost Feather Butterflies don't leave easily, and once we remove the whirlpool, we will fall again to their voices. Jenora shook her head, her pupils filled with coldness, "And I didn't expect them to have such terrible defenses, even Bergis couldn't hurt them, one is already so difficult to deal with, we have no chance of winning against so many ghost feather butterflies at the same time!"

"Aren't we going to be trapped here?" Eisen muttered as he lowered his eyes and looked at the other five who were still unconscious.

"There is only one way to minimize casualties. Jenora's face gradually recovered from the paleness, his pupils reopened, flashing with a flowing light, and said unhurriedly, "Without removing the vortexes, lead them away, and the rest will have a chance to escape." ”

"You mean to trade one person's life for the rest of everyone's?" Eisen's eyes turned cold.

In the middle of the conversation between the two, a sharp voice suddenly crossed the ears, and a slender black shadow pierced through the ice prison and pierced straight into the space surrounded by the water vortex, Eisen and Jenora were startled at the same time, looking back at the slender black shadow that pierced the ice prison and the water vortex, which was the tail of the ghost feather butterfly.

"I'm afraid we don't have much time left, and if we don't have this person to die, we will all die here. Jenora's voice was equally cold.

"It seems that there is only one way left, these guys rely on sound to confuse us, so if we destroy our hearing, even if we face so many ghost feather butterflies, we are not unsure. Eisen looked up at Jenora, "I can control this vortex to keep it for more than half a quarter of an hour, during which time I will attract the ghost feather butterfly away, and as soon as the vortex is gone, you will lead the people to the depths of the northern mountains to find the crater, don't wait for me, if I don't die, I will catch up with you." ”

As he spoke, Eisen stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and a sharp ice spike slowly grew against the fingertip, and Eisen aimed the spike at his right ear.

"No, confusing the enemy with their voice is only one of their means, their long tails are highly poisonous with anesthesia, and there are so many ghost feather butterflies that it is difficult to dodge their attacks one by one if they lose their sense of hearing. Jenora suddenly grabbed Eisen's arm, "I think the best person to deal with them should be me." ”

"I'm the captain, and if I have to sacrifice this mission, I should start it!" Eisen lowered his voice and denied Genola in no doubt.

"No, if you can't succeed in attracting all the ghost feather butterflies, then it's all in vain. "Their voices are also a kind of illusion, don't you think they are more similar to my abilities?"

"You ......" Eisen was about to argue something, but was firmly held down by Jenora's outstretched palm.

"I never thought I would be weaker than you!" Jenora's gaze rolled with an indescribably complicated look, "I won't die until I win you with dignity, it will take me some time to get rid of them, I'll catch up later, as the captain, you don't have time to worry about my safety." ”

Jenora stabbed the sword into her left arm again, and his figure turned into a soft white light, and in an instant, he rushed out of the water vortex......

There was no trace of any other demonic beast in the quiet forest at this time, only the dense outstretched wings of ghost feather butterflies behind him, their heart-rending hissing sound shook the valley, rippling back and forth in the dense forest, revealing a cold and desperate chill.

Jenora didn't pull the sword out of his arm, the pain kept him awake at all times, but the loss of blood would still make him lose his life, so he stabbed the sword firmly into his arm, and each swing brought a piercing pain, and the pain kept him awake to the last bit of consciousness in the hissing sound that lingered around the ghost feather butterfly.

Still, the shrill chirps of a sharp blade cutting through metal still swelled and hurt Denora's eardrums, like a baby's cry, like a girl's scream, and every time it crossed his ears, it shook his chest with blood and blood that had oozed from under his ears.

What a horrible monster, Gernora thought to herself. Ghost Feather Butterflies are by no means the top existence in this Eldas Mountains, but they are definitely nightmares that can make people fall into despair, especially after angering them, when facing this whole group of Ghost Feather Butterflies, facing their ugly and hideous faces, it is really like facing death as helpless and desperate.

Genora had been running with this group of demonic monsters for a full quarter of an hour, and at Genola's speed, she should have been thirty miles away from Eisen and the others, a distance that was enough for them to escape smoothly. Thinking like this, Jenora slowed down in vain, turned around, and met the overwhelming Ghost Feather Butterflies with a grim countenance.

It seemed that the prey would stop in vain, and the terrible roars of the ghost feather butterflies in pursuit came to an abrupt end, standing far away in the air not far from Genora, and their pair of huge wings as brilliant as rainbows blocked half of the sky like the sun, brilliant and illusory with an extremely heavy sense of oppression.

"It's an amazing ability, but it's time for the curtain call. Jenora's solemn face was slowly softening, and he gracefully and slowly drew the long sword that was inserted in his left arm, and his deep eyes flashed with a pure light, and he did not look at all the panic and fear that he had before, but showed a joyful expression.

Jenora gracefully closed her right eye, and slowly opened her left, the depths of her dark pupils like an abyss, a cold chill filling his body.

Just when the ghost feather butterflies were still surprised, the depths of the abyss suddenly surged, and the sticky and cold darkness like ink instantly filled Jenora's narrow eyes, and in that eye, only the single color of black was left in an instant.

The Ghost Feather Butterfly stared at this series of strange changes, a trace of strangeness suddenly flashed on its hideous face, and then it was covered with wrinkles, and fear gradually appeared on its corpse-like face, and the soft silk-like wings of the Ghost Feather Butterfly began to flutter violently, and from a distance, it looked like a multicolored wave that was violently rolling in the sky.

Then all the ghost feather butterflies became agitated, and the aura that came to them was so strange and unbelievable that they instinctively wanted to run away from the man in front of them, but they were surprised to find that they could do nothing but flutter their wings violently......

Darkness came like a tidal wave, obscuring the sky and the sun......