The bell rang in the distance, and about thirty minutes had passed. At this time, Mawson's body was already covered with wounds, and the originally beautiful silver-white fur was covered with horrific blood stains. It was breathing heavily and dying.

Staring at the girl in front of him, black mist continued to surge from its body and spread around.

The thirty-minute battle made Mawson even more frightened. It had never seen such power before. The girl in front of it was not as powerful and fast as him, but the ubiquitous "force" around her isolated her from the fog of fear.

, when his attack falls on her, he will always be repulsed by a reaction force, and as long as the four-edged spear touches her, it will cause deep damage regardless of the force, which is very strange.

The sun was setting in the distance, and its brilliance covered the twisted forest, coating Mawson's silver hair with a golden light. A pair of black wolf pupils exuded a bloody halo, and it stared

In front of Torea, the black mist had already placed the little one in the distance, preventing her from watching this cruel battle.

Without any words, one person and one wolf looked at each other silently, waiting for the other to show fatigue.

Buzz!

With a flick of the spear, Torea's figure appeared in mid-air, and Mawson's shadow flashed, narrowly avoiding Torea's thrust. Then the black mist dispersed, and the two figures disappeared into it, and only bursts of interlaced sounds were heard.

The golden cry and the cry of pain.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes.

When the black mist completely dissipated, leaving only scarlet on the silver hair, the battle came to an end.

Mawson was lying on the cold ground, and the pool of blood had formed a puddle, dyeing the yellow-brown soil scarlet. It stared at Torea in front of him, who was also covered in scars, and kept breathing heavily.

Torrea was sitting on a rock. Her black and white shorts were still as neat as new after such a fierce battle, without a trace of blood or even dust. But she knew that the black mist just now had brought untold consequences to her.

A small impact, whether mental or physical, puts me on the verge of collapse.

"Ho~ho~"

Mawson slowly raised his body, and the spotless Torea was reflected in his vertical pupils. It didn't understand what that kind of power was at first, but as the battle deepened, an extremely absurd idea gradually emerged in its heart.

However, when it saw Torea sitting on the stone and the dust seemed to avoid her as if it was alive, it suddenly smiled.

"Humans..."

Suddenly, Mawson spoke, and standard common language came out of his mouth. Torea frowned slightly, and pointed the spear in her hand at Mawson's body: "You don't belong to this world, right?"

A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on Tolea's ever-changing face. She stood up and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to say?"

"It's not your power that blocks my black mist at all."

Mawson didn't care about Torea who was walking towards him. His throat had been cut open, making a whirring sound like a broken bellows. He said to Torea in a deep voice:

"That's a curse, the world's curse on you. Am I right?"

"A visitor from a foreign land?"

Torea's expression condensed, and then she stuck the spear on the ground without saying a word. Looking at the silent Torea in front of her, Merson knew that she had made the right bet.

"If you don't belong to this world, the world won't give you half of it. This is the rule."

Mawson smiled miserably and said to the solemn-looking Torea in front of him: "Let my child go and let her go to the eastern part of the Twilight Forest. I will help you cover up your breath."

"In the end, you can exchange my life for wealth."

Torea's expression changed. She walked up to Mawson, nodded, and said, "How should I trust you?"

Mo Sen snorted, and then he was shaken, and the surrounding black fog suddenly tightened on his chest. After a while, a black pearl appeared on his chest, and Mo Sen motioned to Torea to pick up the pearl.

Torea did not hesitate and directly held the pearl.

When she felt that she had touched the solid ground and the surrounding dust fell on her body, Torea nodded slightly to Mawson.

"I promise you, I will send her to the east of Dusk Forest."

As soon as she finished speaking, the black jade in her hand suddenly exploded, and the endless black mist directly enveloped her. Mawson let out a long roar, and his broken body exploded with amazing explosive power, but he did not attack Torea, but instead

Suddenly he turned back and plunged into the twilight forest.

"Don't...look."

After controlling the black mist and placing the confused little one on his back, Mo Sen forced himself to keep his voice from sounding less shaky. After identifying the direction, he used all his strength to run towards the west.

If the hero can't do it... then Al... we can't put our hopes in that woman's hands, we can't.

Moson's brain was thinking rapidly, and he could feel the loss of life in his body, but the small touch of warmth on his back made him grit his teeth, endure the pain of every bump, and fly towards the west.

Go, go fast, don't stop.

Trivial words were constantly reorganized in his mind, and Mohsen relied on this method to allow his brain to continue thinking. He knew that as long as he closed his eyes, everything would be over.

Run, keep running.

He could hear the cries on his back as he was jolting, but he no longer had the strength to comfort her. He just wanted to entrust this little life to her. He wanted her to enter human society instead of being with him.

Ru Mao drank blood all his life, and was finally killed by an adventurer in an inconspicuous corner, and disappeared from sight ever since.

"You have scales. Unlike normal people, humans are all xenophobic, so I have always taught you not to expose your scales. Don't forget it."

As he stepped over fallen trees, crossed gaps, and walked across rivers, turbid gray appeared in his eyes. He was panting heavily and still running.

"You can speak, but you are more accustomed to expressing your emotions through babbling. This is not good. Human beings don't like this."

After passing through a bush, the bright light from the distance fell into the wolf's pupils. It refreshed and continued running.

"You can travel through space, which is very powerful, but you are not strong. To hide, you must learn to hide. Before you have power, don't regard other people's goodwill as your entire sustenance."

The wolf wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they turned around and turned into another sentence: "You should live a good life, don't be picky about food, and don't only eat vegetarian dishes like before."

His blood-stained mouth was slightly split, as if he was laughing or crying.

"In the two years I've been with you, I've been a vegetarian for two years. It's so terrible."

However, the moment the wolf ran out of the twilight forest and stepped on the gravel road, the four-sided spear inserted in front of him reflected the moonlight in the sky. It was as cold as frost.

"besides……"

The wolf smiled miserably, put his little figure aside, and looked at Torea in front of him with disdain. The black jewel on his chest was crumbling, and he hooked his claws towards Torea, and his hoarse voice spoke between Torea and

rang in the little one's ears.

"Run."

Start running.

The wolf with the black jewel turned around and ran towards the twilight forest. Torea paused for less than a second before chasing after her. The black mist in front of the little girl finally dissipated, revealing her eyes that were already filled with tears. She took steps forward

, the cloth bag containing scattered gold coins hung on the trembling little hand.
Chapter completed!