"No, thank you for your kindness, but we will solve the problem of the Demon Hunter by ourselves." Xu Yichen smiled: "We Seris say that we are the one who can seize the day. This is one of the sources of our progress. Things that can be solved today will never be left until tomorrow."

Seeing the other party's firm gaze, Legles knew that he could not persuade the young cub to give up his ideas, so he had to say: "Your teacher must not want you to waste your life here. I hope you can think about my proposal again!"

At this time, Alex, who was covered in mud and looked a little embarrassed, walked over, looked at the Elf Knight and said to Xu Yichen, "I have set up a trap on the way we came as you ask, and your blood has been placed. Are you sure anyone can find the traces we left?"

The human ranger asked in confusion: "The elves have specially cleaned up the traces we left. I have checked them and they are very professional!"

"Our guests are professional and have their own way. Don't worry. If no one finds it, it will be better for us." The Demon Hunter cleaned up the residue left by the food: "You don't need to worry about the rest. Follow the druids on the road and don't lose your life."

Compared to the comfort of the Demon Hunter after the war, the three druids who returned early were in trouble.

"We must act separately." A mature druid apprentice made up his mind: "Otherwise we won't have a chance to escape! We must send the situation here!"

The other two slightly younger apprentices, although very nervous, still followed the arrangements of the elderly and quickly divided the supplies they carried equally.

"Sorry, if you escape separately, it will make me feel a little troubled." A venomous snake-like voice rang in the black forest: "Let's handle things more simply. If you cooperate with me, I will control my impulses."

"In this way, I can give you a decent way to die." A young man wearing a black samurai robe, a hood, and a red and black oil painted on his face walked out from behind a tree: "I declare in advance that I can't control my emotions recently, and may have a bit of intense means, but..."

The black and red oil-colored patterns became a little distorted in the man's smile. The eyes under the hood were flashing with red light, and a sharp shark-like teeth showed their hideousness to several druid apprentices with their smile.

"This is more interesting, isn't it?" As the voice fell, the man in black robe had appeared behind one of the druid apprentices and tore off one of the other's arms with one hand.

The young apprentice whose arm was torn off had not realized that he had lost some of his limbs. Instead, another apprentice next to him was sprayed with blood on his face and screamed loudly.

"Hahaha, run!" The man in black robe stood there and did not continue to attack, but instead laughed loudly: "Run, chickens!"

The oldest druid waved the wooden stick in his hand, and the moon-white flame shot out from the front of the stick. At the same time, he shouted: "Run! I'll hold him!"

The blood-faced apprentice helped his injured companion run into the forest. As a result, the injured druid gritted his teeth, pushed him away, turned around and directly hit the man in the black robe: "You guys go! I have no chance! Naturally, the son will not sacrifice in vain, run away!"

The druid, who had broken his arm, swallowed a few brown fruits, and quickly stopped the bleeding from the broken arm. At the same time, some tiny plant germs grew out of the wound.

The man in black robe just looked at the three druid apprentices quietly, without any intention of stopping them, and was completely different from when he was talking just now.

The oldest druid apprentice didn't waste time, and turned around and ran in the other direction.

Almost a formal druid, he knew that his teacher was going deep into the Black Forest with a mortality this time.

Inside the Ring of the Trees, not everyone was as scared of Chaos talk like his teacher. Master Gast's hometown had become a chaotic pollution area a long time ago.

As a young druid organization, the Ring of the Trees has been operating in the Black Forest in the northern part of the Far Southern Continent. Many new generations of druids did not realize the degree and speed of their threat to chaos, which would be unprecedented.

The older apprentice did not look back at his companions. He blessed all the gain spells he had learned on his body, and the black trees on both sides kept sweeping backwards.

He didn't know how long he had been running, but the pain in his lungs kept telling him that he could no longer continue running at such a high speed.

The Druid intends to stop and summon his animal companion. Although it is a kind of harm to his animal companion in this environment, he has no other way.

However, the next second, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his whole body suddenly flew into the air, his eyes kept spinning in the air. He waved his arms to try to grab something, and then he saw his lower body lying on the ground weakly.

A slender and sharp rope was tied between two tree trunks, dripping blood beads downwards.

A man in a black robe caught the druid's body in the air, and the organ in his chest fell to his feet with a thud.

The man in the black robe took a step back with some disgust. Before the druid lost his life, he saw the other party's cat-eyed vertical pupils.

"Demon Hunting..." The dead druid had a look of surprise on his face, as if he could not believe what he saw.

"Demon Hunter!" The man in black robe finished his sentence: "Yes, I am a Demon Hunter. Although I am still an apprentice, I don't think I will have a chance to become a regular again."

The man who took off his hood had a lot of oil on his face, which looked even brighter under the nourishment of blood. The two slightly raised sharp corners on his forehead proved that he was already inhuman blood at this time.

A necklace that looked like a cat's head was hung on the other party's erection neck. It kept vibrating with the movements of the man in black robe, as if reminding his master that a chaotic aura was appearing nearby.

The man in black robe had nails as sharp as a knife, and a long sword-like weapon hung around his waist, wrapped tightly in black cloth, as if the owner had no intention of using it.
Chapter completed!