The crossing point chosen by the black-robed wizard is located in a "brid zone" on the edge of the North District - this is particularly interesting for human society. No matter how bleak the status quo, it can always divide more refined class differences in a stable social structure, and through mutual discrimination, attacks and compromises, they can forget most of the suffering in front of them.
To be able to become the edge of the northern region, you can imagine how harsh the environment in this area is.
Between the tidal flats next to the river, you can see corpses crawling at the junction of river water and land every now and then, there are goblins whose fingers have been cut off, trolls whose scalp are stripped off, and kobs whose moon plates are removed from their heads - after being stripped of the most valuable magic materials, even if the wizards at the bottom of the North District cannot find more value for their bodies - in addition, there are some white rats and rabbits on the river beach that are infected with epidemics or die after magic experiments.
Because of the strange curses and potions attached to the corpse, even the corpse-eating beetles refused to come and let these corpses slowly rot in the mud. On the entire Bouji Island, perhaps only mosquitoes that absorb magic and river flies that are not forbidden to be willing to do a little bit of power to the nature here.
However, in the cold winter, the flies and insects greatly reduced their activity frequency, resulting in more and more corpses stacked on this edge, and gradually a layer of miasma filled with the smell of evil spirits.
This layer of miasma greatly disturbed the tracking of Yusin Hunting Team.
"Can't you confirm the direction of his disappearance?"
The black cat jumped onto a branch of a low pine tree to gain a higher view than his companions. He squinted his eyes and slowly turned his auricle to try to see through the rich night.
But he could not capture more useful information except for the dark and silent forest and the gurgling sound of the silent river.
“It’s hard.”
Dylan threw a ping-pong-sized ball of light in his hand and waved to the black cat on the tree: "You can come down and try it. I've refined that guy's breath."
The black cat jumped out of the tree, sniffed the ball of light, and couldn't help but sneeze.
I don’t know whether it was for concealing my identity or for doing too many experiments on weekdays, but the light ball was mixed with the breath of various herbs and magical creatures. As soon as I smelled the smell, the black cat thought he had entered the school’s Baicao Garden or Pet Garden.
After careful analysis, he captured a large number of flavors belonging to school teachers and students, many of which were friends he was familiar with, and even his own.
Too many goals means no goals.
Zheng Qing suspected that even if there was no obstruction of the river beach and miasma, after the three of them chased into the Silent Forest, the target trace would be completely submerged in the more complex and turbid breath of the Silent Forest.
Even so, he did not give up immediately, but instead lowered his body, took a deep breath, and tried to find the traces of his target in the smell of corruption and fishy smell.
But the complex environment at the intersection of the Silent Forest and the Silent River made everything chaotic. It seemed that every direction was filled with the smell of that guy, but every direction was not exactly similar.
This sense of contradiction made the black cat a little crazy until it felt as if the cat's eyes were dizzy and about to suffocate, and still could not find the right direction.
"You are a cat now!" Dylan couldn't hide his surprise.
"You are still a dog!" The black cat shook his tail in dissatisfaction.
"First of all, werewolf bloodline is related to the demon wolf, not the dog." Mr. Vampire werewolf raised a finger, swayed in front of the black cat's nose, and then raised a second one: "Secondly, generally speaking, I only have half werewolf bloodline, and werewolf is only half of the demon wolf bloodline... In this way, I only have one-quarter of the demon wolf bloodline... Compared to a pure-blooded cat like you, my talent is naturally far from enough... Speaking of dogs, maybe you can let edamame try? I remember it has a good way to catch people."
Even if Dylan didn't remind him, Zheng Qing planned to bark the dog out.
Soon, the gray figure emerged from the night and curiously circled around the black cat. The tail was shaken happily, as if it would pounce on it and lick it around the next second.
This stupid look.
The black cat raised the cat's claws, raised up, opened up, and spread them again, and then spread them several times. In the end, it still put down its claws and did not hit the clenched cat's fist on Maodou's dog's head.
"Finish him!"
The black cat used his paws to push the refined breath to the dog, and ordered with a serious look on his face: "If you can bring it back, bring it back. If you can't bring it back, remember his place to stay!"
Maodou approached and sniffed it, and sneezed a big shot.
This made the black cat feel a little better suddenly.
The difference between a hunter and a hunter is that hunters often hesitate because they think too much, while a hunter has an almost blind courage and is not afraid to bravely rush out before clearly distinguishing the target.
After smelling the breath extracted by Dylan, the edamame flicked its tail and disappeared into the night like a gust of wind, which made the two cats who were left behind suddenly feel excited.
For the consideration that there might be war or other situations later, Dylan and Blue Tits started to organize their equipment while waiting to prepare for possible accidents.
"The first rule of hunting is to never chase out areas outside your understanding, especially those that seem dangerous."
Dylan took out the cat face mask and buckled it on his face, then added: "Silence Forest is such a place... In fact, I don't recommend that you continue to take risks before you are ready."
"This doesn't sound like what a student from Starry Sky Academy said." The black cat pulled his ears - it was now a cat and no longer needed to wear a mask.
"Before entering the starry sky, my more important identity is a member of the Yuexia Clan." The Vampire Werewolf responded without any anger and replied with a smile: "I prefer safe victory than the failure of adventure."
The mechanically indifferent voice mixed with a strange smile makes it look particularly weird in the night background.
The black cat felt the short hair on the back of its neck standing up.
"Speaking of this, do you think that guy belongs to Baicaoyuan or from Pet Garden?" In order to cover up the embarrassment at this moment, the black cat changed the topic very bluntly.
"You mean the breath left behind by him?"
Perhaps he felt that the mask sounded too bad, Dylan took off his mask again, touched his chin, and thought: "It is possible that Baicaoyuan school worker, pet garden guard, laboratory assistant, or teachers and even students who have been in contact with magic creatures for a long time, we cannot rule out any possibility just by relying on those disorderly breaths."
This conclusion was originally expected by Black Cat.
It gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked up at the sky.
The moonlight was so bright tonight that there was no starry sky. The cold and cold atmosphere from the silent forest surrounded cats, dogs and people, mixed with the water vapor of the silent river, making the night look even more wet and cold.