Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 119: Whose trouble?
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Ellen sits by the stream, and there are tall trees as far as he can see.
The nose is full of the fresh breath that is unique to the forest, especially in this autumn season, the smell of the forest is very pure, making Allen forget about autumn hunting and Babylon. He closed his eyes, soaking his soul in the tranquil atmosphere of the forest.
There was wind blowing, shaking the leaves, making a rustling sound. That is the breath of the forest.
Ellen went back to the forest, there was a feeling of fish returning to the stream, and the birds flying into the sky. This is his home court, his world, so he doesn't resist this autumn hunt. He couldn't even stand Leon's daunting, so he went to the forest early in the morning without even having breakfast.
He drove straight in and went straight to the b-class area. Along the way, several dangerous species were killed, like the carrion smell that lured the monitor lizard, it was Allen who took the flesh and blood of the violent wolf. The bacterial catalysis of some wild plants can make the freshly dead wolf meat smell like carrion, thereby attracting certain prey that eats carrion. This is just one of the skills that Allen has honed in his survival in the wild.
Alan was about to rest for a while, and then went deeper. At this rate, in three days, he will be able to enter the e-level zone. The violent wolves and the multi-eyed monitor lizards are not Allen's favorite prey, he wants to hunt down an ice tyrant bear. Then give the hunted bear skin to Horn. It's cold. Horn may use a coat made of bear skin or add a bear skin rug in his book room.
As one of his few remaining relatives in this world, Allen still hopes Horn can live better, even as the chief of Bethkod, he might not care about the fur of a tyrant bear.
Even Alan didn't realize that after Lanni's death, Grandpa Horn had gradually entered Alan's heart.
If you have family, you won’t feel lonely.
Suddenly, Allen's silent mind in the forest world suddenly moved. Then there was the sound of a bird flapping its wings behind him, and several ground squirrels and snow rabbits emerged from the dry grass and passed by Allen. Allen immediately put away the backpack, picked up the *, and jumped across the stream a few times and sank into the forest.
Finding a tall cedar tree, Allen climbed up the straight trunk like a monkey, and when he hid his body in the golden canopy, he vaguely heard voices from across the river. . Through the gap in the tree, Alan's eyes widened, barely seeing two figures appearing near the stream where he had just stayed.
There are two men, and the one on the left is like a mountain of meat. On a fat face, the fat on his face is packed with facial features, especially those eyes, almost all squinted. On the top of his bare head, there was a striking pattern of tattoos under his neck. As the fat man trembles, the tattoo with a certain kind of beast moved like a living thing. The weather was cold, and the fat man was still naked, only wrapped in armor around his chest and shoulders. There are patterns of energy guiding patterns on the armor, and those thin and unnecessary pieces of armor should be some kind of magic armor.
As for the one on the right, he has a medium-sized body with slender hands and legs. The hair on both sides of the head was shaved clean, leaving only the middle shot with a bright red color, which looked like a cockscomb. He was wearing a black tactical uniform, with a spear in his hands and placed behind his neck. There are silver-white energy-guiding patterns on the spear, which is obviously a magic weapon.
Two men with magic power and weapons came to the stream, and the cockscomb said "Yeah": "It seems to have lost people."
The fat man squatted on the ground, sniffing on the ground like a hound, and after a while he went to the place where Allen had rested. Pointing to the pebble beach by the stream, he said: "He must have been here. The smell will be the news here, it should be across the stream."
"It's all you, sluggish, otherwise we would have caught up with that kid." Cockscomb complained.
The fat man smiled slyly, touched his head and said: "You are fast, and you don't see you chasing after yourself. So stop talking nonsense, you won't be able to find this without me."
"Yes, yes, you are a tracking expert. I'll take a look at this. You have to explain to Master Diego, you have kept saying that you are a master before."
"Masters sometimes miss. Besides, at the beginning of autumn hunting, there are opportunities, and there is no need to rush for a while." The fat man suddenly opened his eyes slightly, and fierce light bursts in his eyes: "Not to mention the most interesting part of hunting. It’s just tracking down the prey. If that kid finds it so easily for me, it’s not fun at all."
"I just need to get the job done quickly to get Master Dia's bounty." Cockscomb shook his head and said, "Master is true, too. You should be guilty of dealing with a kid like this. He kicked us out early in the morning. ."
"Isn't it because the young master is eager to find face." The fat man closed his eyes again and changed back to that person's harmless appearance: "What should I do now, do I continue to chase or go back?"
"Go back first, we ran a little far away. There are only three wastes around the young master, I don't worry about it."
"Yes, let him live for an extra day or two if the kid goes away."
The two walked back, and within a moment, they were submerged in the forest. Just as Allen was about to get down, he suddenly moved in his heart, still hiding his breath in the canopy. After 10 minutes of this, the two guards folded back, and the cockscomb head looked around before saying: "It should be really far away. It's really unlucky. I thought that kid was hiding nearby and could lead him out." /
"It doesn't matter, go back soon, I'm hungry." The fat man patted his fat belly.
"Really a foodie."
The two said as they walked, they finally left.
Allen slid down the tree.
That was Diego's guard. From their conversation, Diego was really looking for trouble. The two guards are both level 15 and above, and they are experienced. If the two work together, Allen can only turn around and leave. He was not afraid of these two men, but he was not stupid enough to think that he could defeat two level 15 guards head-on. These two are not comparable assassins on the black street who have low source power and no tacit understanding.
But if Allen is given the right opportunity, with mental arithmetic and unintentional, it won't be a big problem to break each one. The gap at level 4 was never too big to be erased.
Diago now made it clear that he was going to deal with Alan, and of course he could continue to go deep into the forest regardless of everything. But if Diego doesn't give up, even if he runs to the e-level zone, he will catch up. Almost without thinking, Allen turned back, planning to follow the two guards to find Diego.
I have to give Diego some trouble, so that he can't chase himself unscrupulously. As for killing Diego, Allen just thought about it. Diego is a child of the Grant family, unless Allen can do it clean enough. Otherwise, as long as one of the guards ran back, Bethkod could only hand Alan out except for a battle with Grant.
Ellen doesn't plan to kill Diego, but he can cause him some trouble, some trouble enough to make him think twice about his actions!
Of the two guards, the fat man is clearly an expert in tracking. Allen didn't dare to follow too closely for fear of being discovered by the other party. As for tracking others in the forest, Allen has his own set of tips. He doesn't need to deliberately look with his eyes at all, smells, footprints and even the reactions of birds and animals will provide him with enough information.
He kept a distance of nearly one kilometer from the other party, hanging two guards from a distance and sneaking in the direction of Diego.
A violent wolf is lowering its body, hiding on a rock protruding from the grass slope. Below it, two snow rabbits are gnawing on the dying grass by the river. Snow hare is a kind of alert animal, but for any animal, its alertness is always slightly lowered when eating. The violent wolf waited patiently until the snow hare had eaten for a while, then suddenly bounced off the rock and rushed towards his prey like lightning.
The violent wolf's body rose up, still in the air. There was a sharp breaking sound in the air, spinning at a high speed, and projecting like an IP. He pierced the violent wolf in midair, and even the source force attached to it exploded the violent wolf's wound a few inches. The wolf's blood splashed, and the two snow rabbits underneath were so frightened that they had run out of sight in an instant.
In an instant, he changed from a hunter to a prey, and the violent wolf kicked on the ground a few times and lost his breath.
Diego jumped off the slope, and three guards hurriedly followed behind him from exhaustion. He stepped on the corpse of the wolf and stretched out his hand to pull up the battle*. His own guard took the collector to scan the sword teeth of the violent wolf to register Diego's record. As for Diego himself, he was irritably hitting the stream with the battle* in his hand, bringing up fluffy splashes and a few fat cod fish.
"Where did the **** dangerous species go? From the morning till now, I killed two violent wolves, which is meaningless." Diego suddenly fought* a finger, and clicked on the prey that was gathering in the air. The guard of the message said: "You can find whether there are wolf dens or monitor lizard dens nearby. When will you kill one by one, I will take them one by one."
The guards said with embarrassment: "Master, we can't leave you alone."
"Fart, am I still afraid of those dangerous species? Besides, Fatty and Rudd are coming back soon. What's to worry about."
The guard looked at each other.
"Go!" Diego yelled violently, meaning to fight* stabbing them.
The three guards had to nod their heads in agreement, and each was responsible for moving away in one direction. Diego just hugged* and sat down and said to himself: "I don't know if Rudd has caught up with the kid?"
At the end of the speech, a sturdy figure suddenly jumped from the grass slope, causing Dia to almost fly off the ground. It looked like the Fat Guard and Cockscomb came back. The fat man touched the back of his head and said awkwardly: "Master, we have lost people."
"Lost?" Diego's face pulled down: "Didn't you say before that you are good at tracking? Is it because I heard it wrong."
Sweat beaded from the fat man’s forehead: "Master, this...I'm an expert, but I sometimes miss it. But I promise not next time!"