After clearing out the nest of snakes, Perona began to use telekinesis to fish out gold coins from the cracks in the rocks.
Mo Bei leaned next to her and peered in, hoping that she could catch something good.
But the previous group of vipers were just ordinary sharp-clawed vipers after all, and together they could harvest a handful of gold coins, which was already a big deal.
"There is someone, it's another team." Milor pointed to the top of the cliff outside the canyon. There was a faint light of lightning between the rocks, as if a battle was taking place.
It has been half a day since they entered this canyon, and this is the first time they have seen traces of other adventure teams.
After a while, calm returned to the cliff, and the battle seemed to be over.
Mo Bei asked Milor for the Withering Ring, a dark gold hunting bow, and shot several magic arrows into the air. The white stream of light was not bright, but it was still eye-catching in the night sky.
Soon, a strong light crystal lit up on the rock above, shaking slowly in a person's hand. Three more figures appeared next to the man, looking into the canyon.
Mo Bei remembered that they had gone first and looked into the canyon from the outside. It was also pitch black. He immediately took out a crystal and activated it, taking a clear picture of his situation.
The two sides met each other, but because they were far apart and separated by a cliff, they could only point in one direction, hoping to meet in front.
He now felt that Lu Gaoyin's overall command of collective actions was a mess compared to that of Rogge Camp.
I thought I could find the organization when I came here, but everyone just wandered around blindly.
In fact, the situation in Lugaoyin City is very complicated. For such a large city, if you want to manage it the same way as Rogge Camp, everything must be carefully calculated and every force and resource should be reasonably allocated to the most needed locations. It's simply impossible.
Nowadays, the managers in the city are already in a state of distress, and they really don't have much spare time to support Zhuo Genan's speculation.
As they continued deeper into the canyon, the size of the monster groups they encountered became larger and larger, and even more clawed vipers were involved in the battle.
Once the number of snake people increased, the three of them obviously felt the pressure.
That kind of successive assaults, the continuous attack that will not give up until the goal is achieved, is indeed difficult to withstand.
Just imagine how terrifying that overwhelming snake-man army must be.
After advancing slowly for about a day, Mo Bei finally saw four figures on top of a rock, and felt excited.
Finally we meet, this is a terrible place.
He couldn't see the other person's face, but looking at the four people standing motionless, a bad feeling arose in his heart.
The three of them looked at each other, and Perona shook her head imperceptibly.
"Were you the ones who shouted to us outside the canyon before?" Mo Bei still smiled and asked.
"yes."
Four people jumped off the rock and walked forward slowly, and one of them responded lightly.
It's your uncle. . . . Mo Bei's heart tightened, remembering what Elise said about one of the members of the wizarding society.
Those die-hard fans who have been cultivated since childhood will not be branded.
The man who spoke was wearing a bronze mask and light armor. This is a kind of armor that is higher than the Gothic armor and is suitable for legal and agile professions.
The three people around him also wore white bone helmets that obscured their faces, or excellent helmets with raised horns, and their expressions could not be seen.
The barbarian wearing the excellent helmet was holding a huge two-handed hammer in his hand. The head of the hammer was one size larger than the hammer in the hands of the blacksmith at Yihe Military Camp, and the handle of the hammer was nearly 1.5 meters long. , looks quite terrifying.
Mo Bei glanced at the equipment on the four people and knew that their levels were definitely not low.
I saw so many career changers in the small trading space, but I haven't seen one who can wear light armor or have that kind of two-handed hammer.
"I didn't expect there to be a living beacon." The man who spoke earlier seemed to have lost interest in playing games with Mo Bei and the others, and directly mentioned the word beacon.
"A three-person team. Judging from the level of this equipment, it seems that the target from Khanduras is still alive." The barbarian hammered his hands together and weighed them, already ready to take action.
"Aren't you going to run? We still prefer the feeling of chasing!" The only woman wearing a white bone helmet moved her clawed wrists, and a long tail like a saber-toothed cat appeared behind her, swaying slowly. Scroll, that kind of tired and lazy look, very much like a cat playing with a mouse.
Demonized.
The only one who didn't speak suddenly grew taller, then crawled to the ground, turning into a sickly-looking werewolf, somewhat similar to the one who was mixed with Warav's caravan, with bald hair and steaming heat from his body.
The claws scratched across the sand, causing a faint smoke to rise from the sand.
Mo Bei's heart was beating like a heavy drum. He felt that the hairs on his face were trembling slightly with the violent heartbeat, and his back was sweating slightly. He was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and levels, but deep down in his heart, he suppressed an excitement. Emotions, even crazy.
Covered by the shield, his left hand made two simple gestures to the back, and then made a fist.
"Uh-huh!"
Perona flashed back several feet away, leaving a wall of fire in front of the four people.
Milor also moved out with his toes like a gust of wind.
With a flick of his left hand, he took out the God's Word Bow, and with a flick of his right hand on his waist, he pulled out an arrow and put it on the bowstring.
Turn around, draw the bow, and twist the string.
The feather arrow has condensed into a crystal clear ice arrow.
"Boom!"
An arc of electricity shot out from the bowstring, sending the freezing arrows spinning, followed by an ice bullet, hitting the barbarians who crossed the wall of fire from the air one after another.
It is indeed difficult for the barbarian to dodge the attack when he is in the air, but to catch the flaw at that moment, it also requires strong combat intuition.
The bald werewolf seemed completely unafraid of the fire wall and passed through it.
The assassin, on the other hand, bypassed the wall of fire with a burst of speed, lowering his center of gravity and swinging his long tail. His figure was agile and charming. Like the werewolf, his speed was astonishingly fast, almost as fast as Mo Bei who was wearing a halo of vitality. Left and right, outflank Mo Bei,
No wonder I have the confidence to say that I like chasing and killing the most. It seems that not many people can escape from their pursuit.
From what they said before, they don’t know how many job-changers died in their hands.
Thinking of this, the madness in Mo Bei's heart, stirred by hatred, almost took over his reason.
After the opponent entered the charging range, Mo Bei charged in reverse and retreated violently.
"call!"
The place where he had been standing suddenly dimmed, and a darkness that could not be penetrated appeared.
Shadow cloak.
Fortunately, he managed to dodge in time. This blinding effect is really unsolvable for him now.
The assassin's shadow cloak failed to cover Mo Bei, and he let out an angry shout. His figure flashed, and she, who was two positions behind the werewolf, suddenly appeared behind Mo Bei!
