The Dark King

District 7, a ruined street with ruins.

Twenty or thirty walking dead bodies lay on the ground, their heads were cut off or cut open, and the rotten body exuded a slight odor, attracting some bloodthirsty flies to fly and gnaw on the body.

The five figures sat on the stone pile beside the corpse, took out the dry food, and enjoyed the lunch of the day, without being disturbed by the smelly smell around them.

"Hunting another dreadclaw, our task is complete." Byline ate dry food while scanning the map in her hand, thinking about where the dreadclaw loved to live.

Gree smiled next to him: "Counting the previous discovery from the magic gold mine during hunting in Area 3, after completing this cleaning mission, the captain's points you have accumulated should be enough to buy a drop of "angel blood". The mark is transformed again, and you are the third senior hunter in our consortium."

"It depends on luck." Byline looked calm, not too excited.

"I believe you can succeed, Captain." Another dark-skinned girl complimented.

Several other people quickly said hi, seeming more confident than Bailin himself.

"Forget about this matter for a while, Gree you prepare, wait for the next dreadclaw beast to act according to the previous plan, you pretend to be injured, I will send a message to the "Black Pavilion" people, saying that we encountered a rare gift Name the monster, let them send the person with the magic mark ability of smell tracking."Belyn closed the map, and there was a ruthless expression on her face."

Gree smiled and said: "Keep it on me, absolutely pretend to be the same as the real one."

"However, will the consortium be willing to send the kid out?" the dark-skinned girl asked.

Bailin smiled indifferently and said, "Of course! You don't understand the way of the consortium. It is an excellent opportunity now. Several hunters in the consortium who have the ability to smell the magic marks will either perform tasks outside the wall. Either be injured. Although this little devil is a newcomer, and has a rare name scar, he still has no "bright physique" of ordinary people. No matter how promising it is, it is in vain. I have not heard that the consortium is too lazy to spend resources to send him to hunt. Should the school be cultivated?"

The dark-skinned girl thought for a while and nodded: "Also, wait for the consortium to transfer this little devil to our team, hey, you will have no choice but to knead, torture, and then throw him into the corpse, Ruin the corpse and go back and tell the consortium at that time. It was this little devil who took the risk and scared away the rare named monsters we found. Even if the consortium doubts us, there is nothing to say."

Several other people smiled at each other.

Bailin narrowed her eyes slightly. During this time, she had been paying attention to Du Dean's situation, and she could not wait long.

"Be careful not to leave any handle, and don’t be traced by the investigation team in the consortium. Even if the consortium knows it, it will not do to us, but the consortium is very disgusted with such infighting, and it will gradually marginalize us. , And will even assign us dangerous tasks." Gree had a calm personality and asked Bailin to say.

"Naturally." Bailin said indifferently.

Several people chatted while eating, and soon the meal was over. Byline stood up and patted the dust on her body and said: "Wait to see the area of ​​Red Lake later, there may be traces of dreadclaws."

"Huh." A few people nodded.

After tidying up, the crowd followed Beline and followed the map to a place with a lake on the map.

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Du Dian felt that Han Jing was gradually disappearing into his palm. In a short time, he had absorbed 30 Han Jing, and his body still did not feel any discomfort. Instead, his vision and hearing improved a lot, especially the sense of smell. The approximate location of Bailin's woman was able to narrow this range to within a thousand kilometers in diameter at the moment.

While Du Di'an absorbed it, he quietly tracked down along the scent, and smeared a new layer of walking dead powder on his body to ensure that the scent was not noticed by the other party.

When he absorbed hundreds of them, Du Di'an gradually felt a heat in his body, and his body temperature seemed to rise a little. He stopped immediately and dared not continue to absorb cold crystals. At the same time, his heart was secretly startled. During the absorption process, there was actually a This kind of addictive feeling of refreshment, after waiting for a while, is only a little bit afraid. You know, each of these cold crystals is the size of a table tennis ball, and even if hundreds of them melt into water, they are also the capacity of several bottles.

At this moment, it just flows into the body, even if it is a large amount of saline, it will be uncomfortable.

As he stopped absorbing the cold crystals, Du Di'an felt that his body temperature gradually returned to normal. He sighed with relief and dared not continue to absorb too much at one time. Pack the remaining cold crystals, find a place along the way to hide, and then put it on his back Bows and arrows, chasing the smell of Byline secretly.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer. Byline and others are slower and seem to be hunting along the way.But Du Dean smeared the walking dead powder, sneaked at full speed, and approached in a straight line all the way.

"Ambush, shoot, my range is too close, even if Bailin kills Bailin, several other people next to her will find me and kill me." Du Dean chased like a hound while turning his mind quickly, "By bow and arrow alone, Not enough! You can only rely on third-party power, that is, equipment and environment! Traps are also a type of equipment. Although they are thieves equipment, hunters cannot use traps, but they are made too rough. If there are thieves among them, Certainly not fooled..."

His eyes were deep, and many thoughts flashed in his mind.

time flies.

In an instant, two days passed.

It was the rainy season at the moment, the sky outside the wall was cloudy, and the light was dim during the day, shining like a ruined city, as desolate as the end.

After a heavy rain just washed the air, the smell of rotting air seemed to be much fresher.

The Red Lake area, the edge of the vast lake, the weeds grow extremely densely, completely covering the road by the lake, and the sightseeing boats tied to the lake have long been rotten. The ship’s shadow is like a skeleton, and only the decaying iron skin is left. The ship was long overwhelmed, leaving only a piece of rotten rope tethered to the shore weakly, and with the waves of the lake gently shaking, with a little force, it could break.

Bailin and others squatted by a bush and watched the neighborhood secretly. They had been squatting here for two days. According to the previous hunting squat, it was neither long nor absolutely short.

"There is no smell of fearful claw beasts. The footprints were left many days ago. It should have gone far." The dark-skinned girl said impatiently.

Bai Lin said in a deep voice: "Since it has been here, it will definitely come again."

A few people can only continue to hold their breath and wait.Suddenly, Gree's nose sniffed slightly, his face slightly changed, and he whispered: "We were followed."

"Follow?" Bailin stunned, a flash of murder in her eyes, said: "Is it another team?"

"No, only one person." Gree frowned.