The moonlight was dim, and the shadows of the night were getting heavier and heavier.

Deep in the Silent Forest, in some unknown corner.

Around a small campfire.

A gray-skinned dog lying in front of the fire, squinting and napping, with soft ears suddenly erected, immediately stood up and glanced into the distance. Around it, several female scourge fighters, who were also napping, curled their tails curiously, thinking that the new companion had thought of some interesting new game.

Unexpectedly, the new joiner walked towards the depths of the forest with the steps of not recognizing his six relatives. Turning a bush, the moonlight flashed, and the gray figure disappeared without a trace.

A few female scourge were left to look at each other on the ground.

......

Also in the Silent Forest, under a small hill far from here.

During the day, the scourge fighters, who had just dug up a large pile of coal from the mountainside, gathered together to sing and dance, despite the darkness of the night and the exhaustion of body and mind, and opened up to devour the newly lit charcoal fire.

The pale blue flames blistered the corners of many young scourge's hot mouths, but none of them were willing to give up the food in their mouths. Including the grey-skinned dog who joined the pack very late.

It's showing everyone how to swallow a piece of charcoal bigger than a head with a small mouth.

The red-hot coal was stuffed into its mouth, and it craned its neck and swallowed hard. A huge meat bag suddenly appeared on the dog's slender neck, which attracted the amazement of onlookers.

Just as the meat bun slowly sank towards his stomach, the performer suddenly stopped swallowing, turned his head, and looked into the distance in surprise. Moments later, there was a commotion under the hills.

Because the gray-robed dog who performed a small bite and swallowed a lot of charcoal, disappeared without a trace with a snap in front of everyone's eyes. It's like being blown up by a charcoal fire.

......

There was also a grey-skinned dog, kneeling in front of an old scourge with a tooth gone.

It has kowtowed a thousand times, begging the old scourge to take him as a disciple.

The old scourge is so beautiful that it bubbles up in his heart, but on the surface he sternly refuses, counting all kinds of images of the gray dog that do not conform to the traditional scourge. For example, the color of the fur is too light, the charcoal fire of filial piety is too little, the eyes are always looking at each other, and so on.

Just as it was counting and getting up, the gray-skinned dog kneeling in front of it suddenly stood up and turned his head to look into the distance.

Then turn around, raise your hind legs, and snort.

poured the old scourge on his face, ran away, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

......

Similar scenes take place in various corners of the Silent Forest.

Wherever there is a scourge group, there will be a gray dog. Earlier, they used various means to blend in with the scourge, but at some point, they all chose to leave.

Each gray figure vanished.

The aura on Edamame's body beside Buck was clear.

But this subtle change, the young scourge, Mr. Buck did not perceive. The only thing it could feel was the growing tension in the woods, and the quieter and quieter environment.

The night wind stopped, the whispers of the leaves quietly disappeared, and the mantis and the weaver also shut up, silently hiding under the rotten branches and dead leaves, listening intently to the strange footsteps in the woods.

Click.

It was the sound of a dead branch being trampled on.

Buck and Edamame turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the sound. In the dim moonlight, only the dappled shadows of the trees swayed slightly on the ground.

There are no anomalies.

Just as Buck was about to withdraw his gaze, the shimmering shadows of the trees swelled suddenly, and in an instant, two tall figures strolled out of the shadows and into the moonlight.

The one who walked in front, with black hair and bloody eyes, was covered in a scarlet robe, and a dirty red cloth strip was tied around his exposed wrist, and he didn't know what it was for.

He was followed by the same size as the previous one, dressed in a plain moon-white robe, barefoot, stepping on the dirty woodland, but it was spotless. But the most striking thing is its face.

It was an empty face, as clean as a crescent moon, as pure as new porcelain, with no facial features and eyebrows, only two red rays blooming from the place where the eyes were, but like a red light through the screen window.

The two uninvited guests were none other than Nikita and Faceless.

Buck slumped down, his muscles tensed, his throat letting out a menacing growl, his long, forked tail hovering in midair like a scorpion's stinger, piercing the air and making a terrible groan.

Edamame's reaction was slightly smaller than Buck's, perhaps because it had no intention of taking responsibility for the group of scourge behind it, or perhaps because it was sure to escape from the two strangers, in short, it was not psychologically burdened, but it seemed much more natural in front of the guests, and was looked down upon by the lady who walked in front.

"This puppy is good," Nikita glanced at Edamame appreciatively, "Let him lead this rabble, maybe it will bring us a surprise." ”

The two red spots on the faceless face flickered on and flickered, and he didn't make a sound.

Edamame gave it a wary look, then turned to look at Nikita.

It was sure that the owner of the snake was the odd-looking guy in front of it. But it's not sure if it can take it away. Because the aura on the beautiful banshee next to her is a little dangerous.

Nikita narrowed her beautiful red eyes, opened her arms, and took a deep breath.

"Nostalgic taste. ”

She muttered, as if speaking to the two dogs in front of her, and as if to herself, "For the vast majority of magical creatures, the Forest of Silence is like a paradise. Plenty of food, shelter from the school, allies in the deed, and a comfortable place to live...... It's got it all here. ”

Edamame didn't say anything about these words, but carefully looked at the banshee in front of her, thinking about where to tear her to shreds as quickly as possible.

It wasn't worried that its hostility would attract special attention from the banshees.

Because it's not a dog.

At the same time that the banshee appeared, the scourge camp, not far from the two dogs, had already received an alarm. With the banshee's voice, a pair of crimson eyes began to flicker in the dark night.

The smell of sulfur began to smell in the humid air.

The wind, which had been quiet, flowed again, and became hotter than before.

The banshee seemed to be unconscious, still with her eyes closed, and whispered, muttering:

“...... The only problem is that when you get too close to the light, your eyes will sting, and when you live in heaven, your spirit will burn out and forget its meaning...... Who remembers the glory of the scourge? You have brought fear and war to wizards, and you have devoured the heavens and the earth, biting off half the moon in one bite. Look at you now, just a little farther away from the crater, and you have become a group of complaining little women. ”

"It's like a bunch of discarded pets. ”