A beam of magic light bomb rushed into the night sky and exploded in the starry night sky. The ball of flame could be seen even from several kilometers away.
Within a few seconds, along with the sound of an explosion, all the insect sounds in the forest stopped.
A group of evil ghost hunting groups were walking along the valley in the jungle. Not far away, there were several argali sheep drinking water by the stream. They saw dazzling magic bullets lighting up in the night sky. The evil ghost warriors
They immediately followed General Zabaloz and ran towards the direction where the light bomb was lit.
In the past three days, two evil ghost teams have been brutally killed at the foot of Moyunling Mountain because they went to track down the light of this magic flare.
Under the nose of the Evil Ghost Legion, someone was hunting evil ghosts so unscrupulously, which made the top officials of the Evil Ghost Legion quite angry.
Along with General Zabolez, there were thirteen other evil generals who came over. They are now all scattered at the foot of Moyun Ridge. In order to catch this group of invaders as soon as possible, the evil generals formed fourteen hunting teams.
The small team was scattered at the foot of Moyunling Mountain.
Now, this group of intruders appears near the search team led by General Zaballoz. Naturally, General Zabaloz must rush there quickly, otherwise if other evil generals get ahead of them, he may not even be able to drink the soup in the end.
General Zabolez knew that there would be many search teams who saw this magic light bomb. The anger in his heart could hardly be suppressed. When he looked at the evil ghost warriors around him, his eyes seemed to be able to kill people.
He pressed his hand on the war blade at his waist, and the killing intent in his body could almost condense into endless black flames.
General Zabaloz roared angrily: "Hurry up, you weaklings are blocked at the door of your home, and you are still so slow..."
When the evil ghost warriors heard the general's furious scolding, their whole bodies were shaken and they immediately sped up their running speed.
There is no way, now the military camp has reduced three meals a day to one meal, but the logistics supplies are still not enough to support such a large number of evil ghost legions.
The number of evil ghost hunting groups now hunting in the mountains to the north of Moyun Ridge has been five times greater than before, but the food that can be brought back has not increased much. The aborigines living there are not as easy to hunt as wild beasts.
In recent times, the number of evil ghost hunting teams has continued to increase. However, there is currently an army of imperial lords guarding the foot of the southern foot of Moyun Mountains, allowing the top officials of the evil ghost army on Moyun Mountains to discuss combat plans every day.
, to the situation encountered by the evil ghost hunting group in the north, the high-level officials did not respond in such a timely manner.
The top brass of the Evil Ghost Legion sent a group of Evil Ghost generals to deal with the chaos here.
General Zabaloz wanted to get into the eyes of the high-level commanders, so he naturally had to behave well. He had been walked like a dog at the foot of the mountain for nearly three nights, and his current bad mood was like a volcano that was about to erupt at any moment.
Of course, these evil warriors under his command know the general's temper. At this time, they can only carry out the orders meticulously.
Run, run, run!
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If it weren't for the fact that the fireworks could only transmit light farther at night, there would be no way Surdak would have released magic flares at ten o'clock for three consecutive nights, making himself the target of countless evil ghosts hunting
The team's target.
He stood on the slope of a valley, where the foxtail grass grew almost as high as his waist, and its withered yellow ears rose and fell in the night wind.
Under the moonlight, he could see the evil warriors on the other side of the river below, crossing the fast-flowing river with their long legs, searching for this area.
The sound of gurgling water in the valley filled the night with quiet beauty.
But those evil ghost warriors running in the night made the whole night full of tension and oppression, and the solemnity seemed to make people breathless.
In the valley, the opposite cliff looked like countless ghosts with teeth and claws against the backdrop of the night.
Under the moonlight, the green grass swayed gently with the night wind, as if evil warriors were emerging from the grass at any time.
On the cliff opposite, the low roars of evil ghost warriors occasionally appeared.
Surdak shook his slightly sore wrist. He had killed nearly fifty evil ghost warriors in the past two days. He also knew that his unscrupulous killing at the foot of Moyunling Mountain must have destroyed the evil ghost army.
Things were getting angry over there, and more and more evil warriors were gathering here. He also knew that there must be many evil generals hiding among these evil warriors.
Only the force of the evil ghost general can suppress him. Otherwise, with the help of Aphrodite, Surdak would be like having a portal that can leave at any time. As long as he wants to avoid a wave, he can immediately
You will step into the gate of void.
As for Samira, you don't need to worry about her at all. She has now awakened the blood of the elves, and one of the innate abilities she has mastered is the ability of 'invisibility'.
Moreover, she is hidden in the jungle. She is a half-elf. Once the aura of the elf is released, she will instantly become a friend of the forest. Surdak once saw with his own eyes that countless vines wrapped her in it, making her look like
It's a big banyan tree.
Feeling the aura of the evil general on the other side, Surdak turned around and walked towards the dense forest on the hillside.
He didn't want to fight these evil ghosts on a grassy slope, otherwise more evil ghosts would rush towards him.
Aphrodite poked her head out of the Void Gate and asked Surdak who walked into the woods: "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"
Surdak was carrying the broad sword and the branding iron of light. Although he wanted to go to Aphrodite's warm cabin to rest for a while, drink a cup of milk tea and hug his daughter, he was also worried that doing so would slowly wear him out.
With his fighting will, he thought that there was Samira waiting for him to fight with him in the woods, so he waved his hand and said to Aphrodite:
"Forget it, this time I'm going to ask them to clamp their tails between their legs and act like a mad dog, more importantly a bit like a mad dog."
Surdak took out the shield from his magic belt bag, glanced at Samira who was standing on the branch of the big tree, and nodded to her.
Aphrodite, wearing a black robe, walked out of the Gate of the Void. She held a demon fang in her hand. The fang was two feet long, gray-white in color, and had countless magic patterns carved on it.
, and the tip of the tooth is wrapped with fine gold thread, forming a very beautiful grip.
This is a very rare wand. Since it is made from a devil's tooth, its power against black magic will be doubled.
Normally, imperial magicians prefer to use fir trees or branches of the world, magic secret swords, magic books, etc. as magic power amplifying weapons, so when Aphrodite bought this weapon in the auction house, Surdak also appreciated it.
A long time.
After Aphrodite's power broke through the second level, the insect wings behind her began to gradually materialize. Therefore, her magic dress always exposed a large area of white spine, and she used to use a black knitted shawl to cover the symmetrical life behind her.
The magic pattern is covered.
She said hello to Samira on the branch of the tree, and then asked Surdak again:
"Is there still no news about those magicians?"
Surdak leaned against a big tree, watching the evil ghost hunting team that had crossed the river and searching upstream, thinking about whether to give them some information to lure them over.
After all, every evil ghost warrior has a precious unidentified black magic crystal in his body. Once these black magic crystals accumulate to 70 or 80, you can buy a set of magic pattern structure when you return to the Green Empire.
Hunting evil spirits is much easier than hunting Warcraft in the Warcraft Forest.
The only trouble is that you have to be careful not to let the evil general stare.
"It's not their fault. Moyun Ridge is so big. Even if all the magicians are active in the northern area, it's not easy to encounter them." Surdak said in a low voice.
If he and Samira wanted to return to the military camp in the south of Moyun Ridge from here, the fastest way would be to fly back again on the magician's magic harpoon.
It's just that the scope of the agreed location is a bit large. Surdak wants to contact the magicians of the reconnaissance team. In addition to releasing magic flares into the night sky every night, he also needs a certain amount of luck. Apparently, his luck has been good these days.
Not that good.
The magicians failed to come over, but more and more evil ghost hunting groups came after the fireworks.
At this time Aphrodite took out a pot of feathered arrows and threw it to Samira on the tree.
"That fellow Lance has attached a 'penetration' magic pattern on the shaft of each arrow. Recently, the group of magicians in the Magic Guild of Halanza City didn't know what they heard. Many inscription masters are actually there.
He changed his profession and became an enchanter, and Lance is also leading a group of young magicians to specialize in enchanting magic arrays." Aphrodite said.
Surdak couldn't figure out when Aphrodite and Lance became so familiar.
Over there are the magicians from the Magic Guild, and here are the succubi from the hell world. Is there any common language?
Aphrodite didn't have any explanation for this, she just had a faint smile on her face.
Samira took out an arrow from the quiver and lost it. She saw that the arrow shaft, which was coated with a layer of magical red copper, was actually hollow. Its weight was almost the same as that of the ironwood arrow shaft. The entire feathered arrow had a very high balance.
"We can't make arrow shafts like this here in Helensa. Is this the forging process of San Carlos City?" Samira whispered.
Aphrodite raised her head and replied: "These arrows were bought by the merchant Malacom from the imperial capital. There are enchanting materials for this kind of arrows in the magic market over there. It is said that this kind of magic arrows are lost."
They are also sold in bulk at the magic market over there."
"Actually, I'm a little curious, what did Malacom come up with that actually impressed you and convinced my friend." When Suldak said this, he did not look at the magic in Samira's hand.
The arrow missed, but he looked at Aphrodite.
Aphrodite smiled and did not defend or answer.
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Walking into the slope covered with dogtail grass, the evil ghost warrior smelled a hint of the smell of human warriors in the surrounding air - the smell of meat.
It's just that they didn't feel too happy in their hearts. Instead, they looked at each other and began to look around cautiously.
For the evil ghosts who crawled out of the dark world of the Abyss, there is actually not much difference between day and night. They can see the surrounding scenery during the day, but it is also the same at night. Their eyes are less dependent on light.
powerful.
During the previous three days of hunting, the evil ghosts had suffered a lot chasing after their human prey. The corpses of their companions made the evil ghost generals furious.
I don't know how many companions were whipped with black fire because of this. What's even more terrifying is that the few strong humans on the opposite side will kill all the evil ghosts who chase them.
They came here all the way through the Devil's Gate to enjoy the delicious flesh and blood, not to stick their heads in and wait for the other party to drop the butcher's knife, and then they would become the nourishment of this world.
The evil ghosts have been occupying the Warsaw plane for ten years. During this period, the leaders of the legion have cracked some of the world's laws. Their bodies have become more and more adapted to this world, and their own strength has continued to increase. At this time, whether it is
No one wants to die in vain.
But now, these evil ghost warriors felt like they were going to die if they rushed forward.
As they swung their arms again and again, the fist swords in their hands cut down the grass on the hillside in pieces. They took long steps and left clear traces in the grass.
There is a dense forest ahead.
To be honest, this evil ghost hunting group didn't want to go in, but when the evil ghost general came over and found that they just didn't search the dense forest on this side of the valley, they would inevitably be whipped.
So this time, even though they knew it was very dangerous, they still had to go in and take a look.
The evil ghost walking at the front could clearly smell the stronger smell of humans in the jungle. Sharp bone spurs had grown out of each joint of his body, and the bone armor on his body was also getting thicker.
It stepped out of the grass, crossed a section of tree roots that were exposed above the ground, and walked into the silent forest.
A sharp cracking sound passed over his head, and his heart suddenly went cold. The fist sword in his hand stabbed behind the tree on the left without any reason.
There was a muffled groan from his companions behind him, but there was no one behind the tree. Just when he raised his head to look for where the arrow came from, he felt a cold broad-bladed sword had been placed on his shoulder.
.
At this moment, the bone spurs all over its body exploded. He used one arm to block the broad-edged sword, and stabbed behind him with the fist sword in his other hand.
But a soft glow emitted from the broad-bladed sword, and that light actually caused the black demonic energy on his body to fade away instantly. The bone armor with the black demonic energy dissipated was as crispy and thick as a peach cake.
The nails were crushed like plaster.
For a moment, he felt helpless and dizzy. He saw the wound on his shoulder that was pressing against a large lake of flesh and blood, and the blood splattered on the tree trunk.
The next second, his face touched the wet soil.
All color began to fade from its eyes.
At this moment, it saw the door in the deepest part of the hell...
Its throat made a rattling sound, and it was still trying to open its mouth.