Feeling the earth tremble, Alger's heart tightened, and he glanced at Gelman Sparrow, replacing words with actions.

The wind whistled steeply around him, helping him to run sideways more easily and faster.

Alger did this because he was afraid that Gelman Sparrow would suddenly go crazy and decide to hunt the terrifying creatures hidden in the dark caverns, so that even if he could win in the end, it would definitely be extremely detrimental to the future exploration.

And as an experienced "sailor", he knows that decisive action is inducing and contagious, and can make peers who have not yet made a decision to subconsciously follow or imitate.

Seeing this, Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gave up the discussion of politeness, took a step, and staggered to the side of the "upside-down hanged man".

Then, he felt the wind blow from behind him, pushing him forward and chasing him, which significantly reduced the gravity he needed to overcome, and gave him extra power, doubling his speed in an instant!

With a whistling sound, Crane and Alger ran out of the sparsely wooded area and rounded the deep, dark side.

At this moment, the heartbeat of the two suddenly slowed down, not at all like they were doing strenuous exercise, but a little bit in the afternoon sun and about to fall asleep.

Klein immediately felt a chill in his body, and an indescribable gloom appeared inexplicably, and the wisps of it soaked inward.

At the same time, he saw that the light of Alger's lantern was obscured inch by inch by a huge black shadow rising from behind, and the corresponding scene naturally appeared in his mind:

Out of the dark cavern came a giant serpent that could not be hugged by a single person, with huge black scales and exaggerated eyes that burned like flames.

Between the gaps in its scales, white feathers stained with light butter grew, and even a pair of thick wings that could be spread out on its back.

The serpent raised its body half-crawling, half-flying, wrapped around a tall and stout tree, spitting out a pitch-black snake core, and staring at the two figures that had broken into the nearby area from afar.

Around it, the trees were rapidly withering, the weeds were all withering, and countless corpses were emerging from the dirt, and invisible shadows were clustered around it.

Feathered Serpent!

It's a feathered serpent!

In the Southern Continent, it is a symbol of sacredness, the coat of arms of the Eggers family, the descendants of the Grim Reaper!

Crane and Alger did not pause, resisting the coldness of their bodies and the slowing of their heartbeats, and with the help of more intense winds, they rushed into the depths of the Black Forest, away from the sparsely wooded area.

Plop, plop, plop! The heartbeats of the two gradually returned to normal, and the cold feeling on the surface of their bodies was also dispelled little by little by the heat emitted by the strenuous exercise.

Klein's spiritual instinct told him that the danger had passed, so he slowed his pace, turned his head back, glanced back, and said calmly into the distance where the trees towered and darkened:

"A demigod-level feathered serpent. ”

"Demigod-level ......" Alger also slowed down, and the blood vessels in his forehead jumped slightly.

He paused for two seconds, exhaled lightly, and said:

"Don't worry too much, the transcendent creatures here are very territorial, and unless they want to hunt, they won't enter other areas, especially near the mountain peaks, and that feathered serpent shouldn't chase after them. ”

Klein bowed his head slightly, and then said:

"The otherworldly creatures here are strong. ”

Alger retracted his gaze and shook his head in response:

"No, there are a lot of weak ones too.

"I've been here at night before, but I've only found traces of demigod-level transcendent creatures, I've never really encountered them, and today is the first time I've encountered them head-on.

"This kind of thing mainly depends on luck, and the probability of it happening again is not too high. ”

As a "navigator", calculation is an indispensable ability.

Are you looking down on the Yellow and Black King of my good fortune?Klein laughed at himself in his heart, and said expressionlessly:

"Absolute judgments often lead to the opposite. ”

The meaning of this sentence translates into earth language is:

Don't set a flag!

In fact, if it wasn't a demigod-level feathered serpent just now, but its kind in sequence 5, Crane would be happy to bully the other party, after all, with the Azk Bronze Whistle in hand, the extraordinary creatures in the necromantic realm would directly lose at least half of their combat effectiveness.

As for encountering a demigod-level extraordinary creature, he was not too frightened, because the "Hanged Man" had raised this issue, and he was prepared accordingly, the "Stolen" charm, the three-page demigod-level extraordinary ability of "Lemanor's Travel Notes", and the combination of "Grossell's Travels" and "Travel" abilities, although not necessarily able to allow him to fight against the demigods, were enough to help him create an opportunity to escape.

As long as you don't meet angels who also belong to the realm of demigods...... Klein silently added in his heart.

Hearing Gelman Sparrow's words, Alger was a little surprised, because the mad adventurer obviously meant to make him cautious, a little more careful.

A cool and crazy guy? Also, if he was just crazy, he wouldn't be alive now...... Alger looked up into the sky, trying to discern the vague stars through the deposited mist.

After two minutes, he withdrew his gaze and pointed in one direction:

"Go here. ”

Klein had already pulled out the iron-black "death knell" revolver, let the muzzle of the gun droop naturally at this time, and followed Alger in silence, with a grim expression, calm and calm, without panic.

After walking through the extremely dim light of the Black Forest for a while, Alger suddenly stopped, glanced to the left, and said in a deep voice:

"A little further afield, there will be a psychedelic bell tree, and I want to try to deal with it myself first.

"The second transcendent creature I encountered after that, it's up to you to solve, and I'm not involved. ”

Unless you can't handle it alone...... Alger swallowed the second half of the words back into his stomach.

He is not one of those "hunters" that can often be met at sea, and he will not always be unable to control his mouth and habitually say things that make others angry and angry.

The mother body of the extraordinary material that Miss "Justice" needs...... Mr. "Hanged Man" also has a lot of adventure experience, knowing that sometimes honesty is more useful than concealment, and communication and consultation are more effective than calculating yin people...... Klein maintained the character of Gelman Sparrow, and nodded coldly:

"Good.

"If you can't deal with it, it's best to take the initiative to ask for help, otherwise I'll still insist on you. ”

The style of the Mad Adventurer and the "Hunter" may seem different, but in some ways it is surprisingly consistent...... Alger took a quiet breath and continued on his way with the lantern.

As they walked, they heard the faint jingling of wind chimes, and suddenly they felt like they were back home, relaxed physically and mentally.

Klein was keenly aware that his vigilance and vigilance were irreversibly melting, and no matter how much emphasis and repetition he had in his mind, he couldn't tense up anymore.

At this moment, he even wanted to lean towards the place where the wind chimes came from, thinking that there was something that he cherished and was very close to.

Because the distance was still relatively far away, the wind chimes rang for a while, and Crane barely controlled himself, looking sideways at Mr. "The Hanged Man".

Alger also lost the calmness he should have, and his eyes were slightly red on his rugged face, and he didn't know what he remembered or what kind of emotional state he had entered.

I don't know what Mr. "Hanged Man" will be like when he really cries...... That must be terrifying...... Klein couldn't help but think.

At this time, Alger spoke in a low voice:

"Leave it to me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he put down the lantern and slightly turned the evil ring on the thumb of his left hand, making the spiky bulge stained with old blood more distinct.

This is his magical item, the "Spirit Whip", and the side effect is that he always has a headache when wearing it, and he wants to bang his head against the wall.

However, at this moment, this intense headache experience allowed Alger to remain basically awake in the wind chimes, not being really hypnotized by the other party.

Sometimes, side effects don't necessarily mean they won't help the owner...... Alger sighed as he took out a wooden box from the pocket of his clothes and opened it with a snap.

There's a gray rat in there!

Mr. "The Hanged Man" wants to use a mouse as a bait to attract the attention of the psychedelic bell tree, and then take the opportunity to attack the other party...... As an experienced adventurer, Klein vaguely grasped the idea of "hanging man upside down".

Alger lifted the mouse and shook it, his expression suddenly becoming a little strange.

The gray rat couldn't move. I have lost my breath and body temperature and can no longer take on the responsibility of the bait!

During the encounter with the demigod-level feathered serpent just now, although Alger was on the edge of the other party's gaze, and quickly broke away, the impact was not too great, and it was relatively easy to recover, but the gray rat he carried with him was just an ordinary species, not so strong vitality and physique, and it was difficult to survive just a little impact, and it could not be supported on the spot, and became a corpse.

He's dead...... Mr. "The Hanged Man", who died...... should have understood a truth by now, plans often do not change quickly...... His luck really wasn't good...... Seeing this scene, the corners of Crane's mouth moved invisibly, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh out loud, for fear of collapsing the character.

Similar situations are rare in experienced and meticulous "hanging people".

Alger quickly retracted his expression and carried the dead gray mouse forward, while Crane stooped and reached out, picked up the lantern, and followed him unhurriedly.

The wind chimes are getting clearer and clearer, and there is more and more power to make people quiet and want to run straight past.

After a few more steps, Crane finally saw the strange tree.

On top of its brown-green torso, there were one slender fissure after another, each of which was dark and deep, and seemed to have different eyes.

On the outstretched branches, there hung windchime-like iron-gray things that shook themselves with a pleasant sound, and in the center of the branch closest to the torso and at the top was a fist-sized, colorless, translucent fruit.

Alger looked there, pressed his Adam's apple, and said to Gelman Sparrow in a deep voice:

"You'd better plug your ears and restrain your spirituality. ”

PS: I'm participating in the anniversary celebration of the starting point.,There's something going on all day.,Leave for the evening chapter.,Tomorrow to resume normal updates.。