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In the jungle on the west side of the town, Luken was taking four forest tourers to search for the traces of the timberwolves. With four new players, Luken did not go deeper, but only patrolled the edge, hoping to find some clues of the timberwolves.

"Captain, there is something happening here!"

"So low, don't yell, I'll go over now, and a few others come and gather."

After hearing Frank's shout, Luken was shocked and waved his hand to move towards him.

"Keep your attention always alert, don't lose your vigilance towards your surroundings just because of your teammates' call. Slowly move closer to him and control the amplitude of your movements. This is the most basic jungle law."

During the search, Luken did not forget to teach hunters on-site. Hunter skills can only be used in the jungle, and there is no such thing as simply finding an open space to teach.

This action was also aimed at training the team members.

When everyone got closer, they did not rush up to see the abnormality, but instead divided the two of them to observe the surroundings and waited.

"Captain, look, the claws of the roots of this tree."

Luken stepped forward and stroked the marks. There was no intact bark at the roots near the soil. A strong bark with a thickness of the palm was scratched. The messy scratches exposed the white internal wood texture and some milky white slurry flowed out.

"It's right that the timberwolves are left behind. Grinding the wolf's claws under the hard roots is a habit of wolf. Judging from the degree of damage, it should be a healthy adult wolf. You guys scatter and look around to find out if there are similar roots.

Just look around, don't leave your sight!"

After squatting down and looking for a while, Luken stood up and ordered that the number of wolves could be slightly estimated based on the number of damaged tree roots.

Frank continued to search deep into the jungle as the captain's instructions, searching and looking back from time to time to prevent himself from getting separated from everyone.

When Frank, who was only twenty years old, was upright and strong, his mind was no longer as rigid as those who worked in the fields all year round, and was good at accepting new changes.

Therefore, among the four players, he was the one who performed the most positively.

"This clue seems very important, there is no here, so let's go a little bit inside."

Frank was determined to find clues to express himself, but he didn't notice that he had unknowingly left everyone's sight.

The rotten dead branches and leaves pass through the soles of the feet, and the tall trees and leaves above the head are like giant umbrellas stretching out, covering the sunlight and only sprinkling spots of light. In the quiet jungle, an invisible crisis is slowly brewing.

...

Say good...

Say good...

A strong figure passed through the bushes half a man's height, and the sharp edges of the stems and leaves slashed across the body, but were blocked by thick hair and could not make any progress.

Suddenly, the figure in the rapid movement stopped, and his nose twitched slightly, as if he had discovered something.

‘It’s the taste of two-legged sheep.’

After careful confirmation, it raised its head, and a beam of sunlight leaking between the leaves hit the top of its head, which finally made people see its appearance clearly.

It's a timberwolf.

The two sharp fangs protrude the lip and jaw, and the curve of the inner curve allows it to bite its prey better. The long blood-red tongue swept across the fangs from time to time, as if recalling the smell in memory.

The shiny hair has left the ordinary gray and has become a deeper ink brown. Its body is far taller than that of an ordinary timberwolve. Its body is a powerful third-level timberwolve king.

‘I haven’t tried the taste of a two-legged sheep in a long time. I can’t remember when the last time I ate it. Should I go and have a look?’

The third-level wolf king has the wisdom that is comparable to adult humans, and has reached the level of wisdom of ordinary fifth-level monsters. His overall strength is at the top of the third-level monsters.

After smelling the smell of humans, this wolf king had a little difficulty in making a decision. It originally led a group of wolves to live deep in the gravel ridge, but suddenly one day a more powerful monster came to occupy its territory.

After a dangerous struggle, it had no choice but to leave with the few remaining wolf species, looking for another habitat.

And while passing through this woodland, the Wolf King accidentally discovered a small piece of naturally growing magic plant - the bellflower!

Magic plant, the abbreviation of magic plant.

The magic plants are born and cannot be cultivated manually. They can absorb magical elements in nature and contain them, including rhizomes, juices, or fruits. Different magic plants have different special features.

Wind bellflower can absorb wind elements and contain them in grass leaves. The grass leaves absorb wind elements and are straight and tough, and there are even tiny holes between the grass leaves. When the wind blows and the grass leaves sway, they will make a ding-dong ringtone sound, hence the name Wind bellflower.

The wind bellflower is evergreen in all seasons. The longer the growth period, the clearer the ringtone it sounds, and the more abundant the wind element energy it contains.

For the Timberwolves, this piece of wind bellflower is undoubtedly something that needs to be protected with life. This is also the root cause of the wolf king's hesitation choice. After finally finding the baby, it does not want to lose the big picture because of the small.

Although the wolf king was still hesitating, his body unconsciously followed the smell of the two-legged sheep.

Before my mind could turn, the animal's hunting instinct had already begun to move. As I ran, my body was pressed down very low and my hair was tightly pressed against my body. Even if I rubbed against the bushes, I would not make any sound.

The wolf king walked and stopped, constantly distinguishing the direction by smell. It had already made up his mind to take a look first, and then did not summon the wolf pack to follow him.

Soon, Frank's figure appeared in the sight of the wolf king.

Frank, who was alone, didn't know that not far away, there were bloodthirsty eyes staring at him.

"Is the change in the root of the tree just now accidental? Why haven't I found another place after searching for so long?"

Frank stopped, closed his eyelids and rubbed his sore eyes hard. The long-term search in the jungle was very eye-consuming. His hunter career was just beginning and he still lacked training in this area.

"I can't go deeper, I have to go back, otherwise the captain will blame me."

Frank, who had found nothing, held his arm bitten by a mosquito and muttered in annoyance.

Who knew that he had just been walking around the Ghost Gate. Just as he rubbed his eyes with his hands, the wolf king lurking beside him almost rushed out. The powerful wolf kiss only needed to gently close the defenseless neck.

It can guarantee that the two-legged sheep will not make a sound when it dies.

But the shouts from the other side made it pause.

"Frank~Where are you~"

"Frank~"

It turned out that Captain Luken discovered that one of the team was missing, and the young and active Frank was the player he liked more, so he immediately organized the players to look for invisible directions.

"Hey! I'm here in the captain, I almost found the traces of the Timberwolves, but I was scared away by the sound. It's really a bad time for you to come."

Frank waved at the captain and found himself a bad reason before the captain got angry.

"You little brat, why don't you come here quickly? Is this the place you can come?"

Angry Luken put down the bow and arrow in his hand that was ready to go, and slapped Frank with a slap.

"This search is over. Go back to the town. I will practice your physical strength well, especially you!"

After saying that, Luken glared at Frank fiercely. He was very angry about his behavior of leaving the team without authorization, and also sounded a wake-up call for him.

That's right, the experienced old hunter Luken smelled some unusual smell, and the sixth sense in the dark told him that the danger was nearby!

Under the command of the captain, the team members slowly retreated from the woodland. Luken was pressing at the end of the team, and the hunting bow in his hand was always halfway open, maintaining a ready-to-run attitude.

It was not until he was about to walk out of the woodland that Luken breathed a sigh of relief. His back was already wet with cold sweat. Even the second-level timberwolve could not make him feel so scared. The enemy hidden in the jungle put such great pressure on him before he showed up.
Chapter completed!