Chapter 50

　　Alan nodded and repeated in his mind, "Could it be?"

　　"Are you missing Teacher Luo Qixi?"

　　'I miss Luo'

　　'Um?'

　　Alan, who had silently recited a few words, was stunned.

　　The wind and snow were still raging on him.

　　But he actually felt that the surrounding environment was a little too quiet at this moment.

　　Then he realized with surprise what Sylphy was talking about.

　　"Ah? No, what do you mean I want to catch something but can't because I miss Luo Qixi? Is this logic reasonable?"

　　He opened his mouth to argue with Sylphy, but when he raised his eyes he was stunned.

　　I saw that Roltz and Rudy had stopped at some point and turned to look at Allen.

　　The two people, one big and one small, with completely different positions, had surprisingly similar expressions.

　　Very solemn.

　　I would like to recommend a book, one about entertainment, with two volumes published by the same author, and one with more words. If you like entertainment novels, you can go and have a look.

Chapter 68 The reason why the Demon Lord arrived in time was actually

　　The snow has become lighter.

　　But the fighting has not stopped yet.

　　At the edge of the forest, the sword wind swept up the remains of the monsters, and Paul's figure swept across the ground, rushing through the snow pile like a meat grinder.

　　"The net was smashed!!"

　　"Same here!"

　　"The monster is gnawing at the tree trunk!!"

　　An hour ago, the group of monsters had given up on rushing through the net. In order to avoid being strangled by Paul, they chose to attack and gnaw the tree trunks that were used to gnaw on the protective net. The protective net itself was fixed on the thick tree trunks at the edge of the forest. When the trees fell, the protective net naturally collapsed.

　　Fortunately, there are still many monsters attacking each other. After all, this behavior is the choice made by a small number of monsters based on their animal instincts.

　　But even so, Paul was exhausted.

　　He was the only one at the other end of the net, unlike his adventurer days when he could form a tactical formation with Gileno in charge of attacking and Elina Lijie in charge of defense, as well as flank silhouettes and his wife's milk.

　　It was too tiring for him to guard the entire defense line by himself at this moment.

　　Paul tore the snow piles around the protective net with one sword. At the same time as the dense screams of monsters rang out, the screams of villagers not far behind him were heard again!

　　Paul was about to turn around to provide support, but he saw that from the holes in the snow pile that he had just shattered, a dense mass of scarlet eyes had emerged again.

　　"Damn it."

　　Paul stopped and raised his hand to strangle the monster that attacked again. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

　　The fighting spirit is exhausted!

　　Paul felt the state of his body with an unpleasant expression. He had been fighting against waves of monsters for almost three hours straight, and his body needed a rest.

　　He really began to miss Gilena and Senis.

　　Suddenly, a long creaking sound and the panicked cries of the villagers came from his ears. His pupils constricted and he looked towards the place where he had just called for help.

　　The scene at this moment was reflected in his pupils.

　　The tree trunk, which was as big as an adult could hug, was densely crawling with giant rats and saw-toothed rabbits. The net was breaking off from the bottom of the trunk and slowly falling to the south with the net at the other end. Seeing this, the monsters on the trees jumped down from the trees one after another, and a rain of monster-made rain fell from the sky.

　　Under the rain were the villagers' astonished faces.

　　"Get out of the way!"

　　Paul roared, twisted his knife and was about to rush forward with the Sword God Style, but the next moment, he suddenly restrained himself, a relieved smile appeared on his face, he turned his sword and turned to chop at the monster beside the tree.

　　When he turned around, the tree trunk had not collapsed yet and the monster was still suspended in the air.

　　A figure emerged from the air between the villagers under the tree like green smoke.

　　Alan, holding the knife, squinted his eyes and looked at the monsters falling from the sky. The teeth of the rabbits and rats flashed coldly as he looked at them. The wind blew in from all directions. The smelly saliva of the monsters was in the air. The only ambient sound was a tinnitus-like movement, because the vibrating air ripples were still surging beside his ears and had not touched his auricle.

　　The snowflakes spread their six-sided wings in front of his pupils, welcoming his arrival.

　　Although his participation points in the non-professional major events have not increased in a year, Alan's own strength has never stopped.

　　One of the five mysteries of the Water God Flow, the mystery of feeling the flow.

　　In the ultimate 'perception'.

　　Allen has made the most appropriate choice.

　　A lazy voice sounded, very slowly.

　　'Twenty cuts.'

　　But when the voice fell, accompanied by dense and fragmentary beeps, the densely packed monsters falling from the sky were like a layer of light mist and frost, being "swept" by the dark but rapidly flickering sunlight after the falling snow.

　　It melted in the air, splashing water, and the vision that was blocked by the monster's body suddenly widened.

　　Alan saw the tree trunks above the dripping blood rain.

　　The 'sensory flow' is still in effect, and the surrounding environment is still speaking in slow motion, while the tree trunk is still falling slowly. The monsters are tirelessly swarming here along the tree trunk.

　　His pupils moved and he looked at the tree trunk slowly falling above his head.

　　His figure pierced through the blood rain and climbed up.

　　'The shape of four legs.'

　　The battle has been 'planned' and Alan has escaped from the flow of emotion!

　　I saw a shadow of his hand, and he touched the side of the falling tree trunk. The next moment, he climbed on the tree trunk on all fours like a squirrel.

　　Before the tree trunk touched the ground, he had already shot out along the broken wood like a violent leopard-shaped monster! As his figure passed by, the monsters around him exploded into blood mist and minced meat like balloons that exploded with a single stab.

　　With a bang, the broken tree trunk finally fell to the ground, but there was no monster on it anymore.

　　Alan did not fall to the ground with the tree trunk. His limbs bounced up like a leopard and leaped high into the air.

　　Like a cannonball, it smashed straight into the tide of monsters near the tree roots!

　　'Dragon Saint Fighting Qi Amplification - Avalanche Fall!'

　　The wind pressure brought by the fighting spirit spread out with him as the center! Wherever the wind pressure reached, the snow piles bounced up and down, surging away like wheat waves in the wind.

　　And Alan's landing point was like throwing a drop of scarlet ink into a lake of white water. With him as the center of the circle, the wind pressure brought blood waves, instantly dyeing the bright snow field within a radius of 20 meters into a dead blood lake!

　　In the center of the lake, Alan stretched out his hand and pierced his body from the "lake surface". As he moved, the monster's blood flowed down his arms and shoulders like running water.

　　He looked up and around, then stretched out his legs and kicked the snow pile at his feet.

　　Several rabbits and mice, which were as soft as a ball of skin, were hooked out by the arch of his foot. Blood gushed out of the mouth of the skin and they fell onto the bloody snow beside them with a plop.

　　The fighting spirit that surged out from the avalanche completely shattered the monster's bones.

　　At this moment, from the time Allen appeared to the time the monsters were slaughtered, less than ten seconds had passed.

　　This is the Saint level.

　　As if announcing Alan's arrival, the smell of blood spread like a substance in the densely spaced snow, and the monster caves also served as very suitable ventilation holes, carrying the smell of blood to the far end of the forest.

　　If a small amount of blood could arouse the bloodiness of monsters and make them frenzied, then a huge amount of bloody smell from their own kind that suddenly emerged would only make them fearful.

　　The instinct of living things will make them think of natural disasters.

　　How to resist natural disasters?

　　In a matter of seconds, the monsters made their decision. In the sight of the frightened humans, snow piles rose and fell in the distance, moving deeper into the forest.

　　Natural disasters are unstoppable.

　　The monster fled in panic.

　　Paul, who was far away, saw that the monsters he was clearing in front of him suddenly ran away. He was stunned, and then he smelled the sticky smell of blood in the air, and instantly understood what was going on.

　　He let out a long sigh and leaned tiredly against a tree beside him.

　　Turn around and look towards the center of the "Blood Lake".

　　Alan looked over from the center of the lake.

　　The two looked at each other and smiled.

　　The crowd cheered.

　　Amid the crowd of people who were "bleeding", Allen was pulled out of the "blood lake" by the crowd, thrown into the air, and then fell down.

　　He did not refuse, but while floating in the air, he glanced sideways in the direction he came from.

　　'Outside the Blood Lake', the other three people who were traveling with them finally arrived, panting.

　　Lorz looked helpless.

　　Sylphy puffed up the corners of her mouth.

　　Rudy, on the other hand, had a look of resentment on his face.

　　"Alan!!"

　　The person who was called was thrown up again, and the blood lake brought up snow and blood, and scarlet was flying.

　　This bloody picture looks like a cultist offering sacrifice to the devil.

　　The Demon Lord's clothes fluttered in the air. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear and hastily turned his eyes away from Sylphy's gaze, looking quite embarrassed.

　　".Why did I run just now? Driven by instinct, my body moved naturally. Strange, I admit that I miss Luo Qixi. I miss her every time I write to her, so it's okay for Rudy to have that expression. Uh, Xilufei also makes sense. Maybe she is jealous that I exchange letters with her teacher more frequently? But what's the matter with Luo Erz's expression? Why the hell do I feel a murderous aura? What did I do to this brother?"

　　"baffling."

　　"Fortunately I run fast."

　　There is a distinction between Warcraft/monsters. The original book says that Warcraft are spiritual ones, such as the sacred beast Samoyed in the big forest.

　　Monsters are wild monsters.

　　I recommend this book. This is my favorite.

　　The author's writing style is not very similar to online literature, but it is sophisticated, mixed with the style of traditional Japanese literary works.

　　I even felt like he was on the wrong channel. (In science fiction)

　　You can try it and have a look.

69. Chapter 69: Seeking the source and hunting.

　　69.

　　Winter is very cold.

　　Before long, the 'Blood Lake' was frozen.

　　By the lake, Alan and Paul squatted as if they were taking a shit, looking at the holes cut through the snow in front of them where the monsters had left.

　　"It's windy."

　　Alan placed his hand on the hole for a while, then looked at Paul with a serious expression.

　　The latter scratched his head.

　　"Ah? Really?"

　　"Yes, very faint, but my 'current sense' tells me there is wind."

　　Paul's mouth twitched when he heard this.

　　"I still find it hard to believe that your self-created secret technique actually combines one of the five secret techniques of the Water God Style. You even mastered it completely two months ago. If you continue like this, you can't be called a Water Sage if you have two more secret techniques. If you know three, you will be qualified as a Water God, right? You can return to the Water God Style headquarters and be crowned as a Water God directly?"

　　Alan glanced at Paul, whose eyelids were half drooping, and realized that the other party needed to say some nonsense to distract himself from his sleepy mental state.

　　"I came to the Mizugami-ryu Dojo when I was four years old. From the moment I saw Leta release the 'sensation flow', I have been thinking about learning it all the time. I don't know how many times I have watched it over the years, but it is only now that I have fully mastered it. How can it be as simple as my uncle said?"

　　"According to what you said, I also suddenly realized the silent sword, how come I don't know the light sword now?"

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