"What now? Do you want to continue waiting here?"

Suo Long asked with some dissatisfaction.

"No need. Ike raised his hand and pointed forward, "Della is back!"

The few people looked in the direction that Ike was pointing, and sure enough, they saw Della walking back with dead branches and leaves, and her eyes were as sharp as Lance and Orlando, and at a glance they found some mud and blood stains left on Dra's body.

With a cold face, Della ignored the slightly curious glances of the others and walked straight to stand two steps in front of Lance.

"How did you do that?"

Della asked expressionlessly.

This was the first time that Della took the initiative to speak to Lance, and the somewhat flattered Lance's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he asked with a somewhat flustered expression, "What and how?" ”

"Hey...... You kid can, even Della took the initiative to talk to you. ”

Blanc on the side quipped.

Blank, whose mind was full of gossip, had already left the threat from the Black Panther behind him.

And Lance, who was teased by him, wanted to kick him in that big face.

Can you keep the hell from making trouble?

Didn't you see my brother, I'm already so nervous that I'm about to suffocate?

Blanc was about to continue to say something, but as soon as his eyes touched Draena's cold and murderous eyes, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his spine, and a strong desire to survive drove him to close his mouth in an instant.

"Which ...... Hey...... Hey...... You continue. Hey hey ......"

Sutaki took two steps forward, laughed twice at Dragan, and dragged the man aside with his hook arm around Blanc's neck.

The others, too, were caught in the momentum that Della exuded, and retreated silently to the side while quietly pricking up their ears.

"How did you do that?"

Della stared at Lance and asked again.

Her tone and expression were still so cold, as cold as if she was just an alchemy puppet standing in front of Lance.

"I ......"

Lance reverted to the explanation he had just given to the others, and although Della didn't speak again, Lance could tell from the sharp eyes in Dra's staring at him that the woman didn't believe what he had just said.

The silence, the constant silence made the atmosphere between the two slightly awkward.

Lance, who was not good at lying, was stared at by Dra, and his heart couldn't help but feel weak, and a blush gradually appeared on his face.

"That...... You're too close to me......"

Lance whispered with a wandering look in his eyes.

In fact, Della was still one step away from him, and the so-called "too close" was entirely Lance's own delusion.

"Do you know time magic or space magic?"

Della ignored Lance's words and asked directly.

Lance's expression froze suddenly, and this knee-jerk reaction was instantly captured by Dera, and a hint of clarity flashed in Dera's eyes.

Now, there's one more thing that makes her wonder.

She didn't feel any fluctuations in Lance's magic, so how did he cast his magic?

"You have magical equipment?"

Della guessed in the affirmative.

"I ......"

Lance's subconscious eyes fell, and the keen Della suddenly reached over, grabbed Lance's clothes, and directly ripped off the necklace pendant he was wearing around his neck.

"What are you doing?"

Lance shouted angrily, reaching out to snatch it, but Della nimbly dodged it.

"Is it an hourglass of time?"

Drake asked with uncertainty as he looked at it in his hand for a moment.

This time, Della's tone softened a lot, and her usually cold eyes seemed to bring warmth.

"Tut-tut......"

Blank, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but make a noise, and closed his mouth in a moment of cowardice when Della looked over again.

Suo Long next to him threw him a disgusted look, and moved his legs and feet to the side neatly, with a "I don't know this guy" on his face, which made Blanc hate itchy.

was interrupted by Blank like this, and Ike finally reacted that his little friend might need his "rescue".

"I've just spotted something unusual around, I'll take you there. ”

Ike said, and walked in that direction first.

When it came to life, several of the men present gathered the gossip on their faces and followed Ike into the jungle.

Della glared at Lance, raised her hand to return the necklace to him, and turned to follow.

......

Somewhere in the forest.

In a place where the sunlight did not want to touch, stood a black figure that almost blended with the shadows, and a thin layer of black air diffused around the figure, making his figure look a little blurry.

He stood still in the direction where Lance and the others were, and did not move until Lance and the others disappeared from his perceptual range, and the man turned his head slightly.

"Space magic, time magic?"

The hoarse and harsh sound was like a broken pocket that had leaked the wind, and it was extremely unpleasant.

He had been watching the whole process of the panther sneak attack on Lance, and the fleeting pale blue light suddenly reminded him of some not-so-good memories.

It seemed that he needed to re-evaluate the adventure team.

The panther limped back, its ears drooping, and although it could not speak, the aura it exuded was a sign that it had been greatly wronged.

The black aura around the figure slowly dissipated, and a man in a tattered dark robe emerged from it.

Looking at a pitch-black short crossbow bolt stuck in the panther's hind legs, the man sighed softly, "Don't ...... ...... moving"

As he spoke, he raised his shriveled hand like a withered branch, condensing a cloud of black qi full of death, and the black panther squatting beside him became more and more docile, gently shaking its long tail like a well-behaved big cat.

The man in the cloth waved his palm slowly, and the black qi in his hand seemed to be given life, and quickly enveloped the whole body of the black panther with a seemingly slow and fast speed.

The wounds on the black panther's body, which were still bleeding foul black blood, were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the action of black gas, and the short crossbow arrow embedded in the black panther's muscles was slowly forced out of the body as the wound healed.

With just a bucket of smoke, the scarred panther had fully recovered as if it had never been injured.

The pitch-black short crossbow arrow also fell to the ground with a clatter after the black qi dissipated.

The man in the cloak grabbed the void, and a black gas swept the crossbow arrow on the ground into his hand, he held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and then carefully put it into the cloak and put it away.

The healed panther stood up and circled around the man in the cloak twice, snoring flatteringly.

The man in the cloak reached out and touched its head, and whispered, "Let's go, the witch king will be back soon." ”