Under the dim environment, a strange team was slowly moving along the foothills.

It's as dark as a giant rhinoceros, but there are three sharp-horned jackals in the forehead, a giant python that is 100 meters long, a brown monster bird that is shaking its wings but cannot fly, and even dozens of upper buses that look like humans. But the lower body is a creature that looks like a scorpion.

These monsters, which do not have dependent relationships, seem a little inconvenient to move. If you look closely, you will find that almost all of them have suffered trauma recently, and some of them are even seriously injured, which has slowed down the entire body. The speed of the team.

Moreover, at the beginning and end of the team, there was one in leather armor, with a bulging muscles all over the face, but a very human-like existence driving them, keeping them moving at a steady speed and following the established route.

Some huge torches were tied to the horns of the huge jackal dogs. Accompanied by the crackling sound of flames, the hot oil dripping from the torches made the jackals scream in disappointment. .

But as long as they dare to make a sound to break the silence of the team, a long, slender but dark whip will appear accurately on their backs, and a snapping sound will be printed on the neck of the jackal, but A whip mark that can shut them up.

The team of hundreds of monsters is not moving fast in this dim environment, but apart from the breathing of these monsters, the crackling sound of huge torches, and the occasional cry of jackals. Outside, there was no other sound.

But when the long whip made continuous "slap" sounds, all the monsters immediately stopped moving forward. They immediately lay down or lie down, or began to lick the wounds on their bodies. It was extremely orderly The beginning of rest or healing.

The shorter guy who had been walking at the front of the team immediately stopped moving forward and turned around and rushed to the end of the team, aiming for his stronger body and more physical shape. The brawny man with a black face as dark as a pot smiled and said, "Blackface, why do you need to return without even seeing the striker this time..."

The crisp and soft voice as soft as the sound of nature was completely inconsistent with the figure of the person who spoke, but the strong man who was rolling up the long whip in his hand became angry. "Don't call me a black face! I am you elder brother!"

"Tsk...every guy who sees you will call you a black face. Why don't I be allowed to shout? This is unfair! I will tell my mother when I go back and let her judge!"

At first, he was still a tone of anger, but in the end he became very aggrieved and had a little coquettish intimacy.

The slender and flexible whip was re-plated and hung around her waist. The strong guy who sighed softly suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on the head of the person in front of him, rubbed hard and let out a hearty smile. "Sister, mom, you must know the reason and you will be sure to beat your ass hard. This time, we brother and sister don't know that we are lucky!"

The sister who was rubbed with hair by a black face who was only one head taller than me. She shook her body and stepped back to the side, holding the head of the rubbed hair with both hands, and shouted in a fury. "Don't rub my head." ! I have said it many times, and I will turn against you if I do this!"

The black-faced strong man with a smile no longer paid attention to his embarrassed and angry sister, turned around and took a package from the back of a rhino-like creature with a one-horned horn in his forehead, and then prepared for camping.

And the sister, who was also like a rash man, started to help after getting angry. Soon the tent was erected and the bonfire began to burn.

The ingredients that were barbecued on a bonfire soon exuded a meaty smell, and the water vapor in the small pot next to it also steamed. It was obviously boiled.

The sister, who was much stronger than an ordinary man, began to throw various ingredients into the pot. However, the black face, who was one head taller than her, took out one from the package on the back of the one-horned rhino. Look carefully at something like a sand table.

The soft mountain breeze passed by the camp and gently touched all the creatures in the camp, but the sister who was preparing for dinner stirred up in vain and her face changed driftingly.

The black face, which was reflected in the bonfire, seemed to sense something. He suddenly stood up and brushed the long whip with his fingers on his waist and held it in his hand. He followed a big step and appeared on his sister's Around me, I turned my eyes to the darkness on the edge of the foothills on the left!

The strange creatures surrounding the camp also became alert. These powerful, fierce, or cunning monsters seemed to have noticed the arrival of danger and became scared one by one.

My heart tightened when I held the black face, but the sister beside him had her eyes lit up, and she suddenly pulled out the two swords around her waist, and when she was short, she was about to rush over.

But the black face, who had a more agile reaction, suddenly reached out and pressed her shoulder, shouting in vain. "Friends over there, please come over and roast the fire!"

"Thank you then..."

A hoarse and slightly low voice came from the shadows at the edge of the foothills, without any footsteps, but a moment later a thin figure wrapped in a robe reflected all the creatures of this strange team. In sight.

It seemed that there was injuries on his body, and his thin body seemed to be blowing away by a gust of wind. The person who came down was a little unstable. His entire face was covered by a silk scarf with invisible texture. His height was less than the black-faced chest. , but he had a pair of particularly bright and clear eyes, and when he slowly came over, he made the monsters in the camp whimper in a low but frightened manner.

The black face, whose face changed drastically, placed his right hand, which was holding the long whip tightly, and took two steps forward to bow slightly to the salute. "We are the black faces who return to the shore of Lugu Lake. This is my sister Mirouer, I don't know this one. Did you go to the forward line?"

The thin man who slowly came to the bonfire asked without answering, but instead said, "Forward line? Haha, can you tell me where this place is first?"

The black face raised his head in shock, a little confused. "This is a hilly place leading to the front line..."

The thin man standing opposite the bonfire flashed with embarrassment in his eyes, scratching his head and continuing to ask. "Uh... Then I'll change the question, what plane is here?"

The sister who was blocked behind the black face glared at the sound, clutching her swords tightly and appeared next to her brother. "Plant? Where did you come from? How could it appear behind the front line!"

The girl who was trying to attack was immediately pressed by black face and said in horror while blocking her sister behind her again. "This is the edge of the intersection between the abyss plane and the underground world, we are just driving out of the front line. Beast, please don't do it!"

It seemed as if I didn't see the thin man who was trying to attack, but he lowered his head and stroked his jaw with his left hand, expressing a very puzzled feeling. "The intersection of the abyss plane and the underground world...how could it appear here ah……"

Seeing this, he pressed his body harder and tried hard to break free from his sister's black face. His tone became more respectful and he spoke again with a little careful care. "Do you dare to ask where this lord came from?"

The thin man who seemed to be in deep thought did not answer, but the sister behind the black face finally broke free from the black face suppression. The two swords suddenly attacked and made a sound of gold and iron, and shouted. "Brother! He has it. Maybe it’s the enemy, have you forgotten our mission and mission?"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the camp in vain was like the horn of a battle. The monsters who seemed to be flinching and timid before suddenly roared!

Whether sharp, thick, or low beast roars accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps, all the monsters in the camp spread out in a disciplined manner, quickly surrounding the thin man in front of the bonfire!
Chapter completed!