third chapter

Almost instantly, Blacka sensed hostility.

The place where he and Anthony separated was not hidden, and people would normally pass by. And since he had been gone for a while, it was quite normal for him to be targeted by people with malicious intentions.

But for Blacka, distinguishing between guys who are hostile to her is as natural as eating. For a long time, she didn't even understand why someone wouldn't notice a wolf approaching.

Obviously this couldn't be easier, but there are people who appear with hostility. Even if he covers his ears, he can know where those bad people are looking at him. Perhaps this is what God has given him to be different from others.

In fact, Blacka doesn't like this feeling. He is just a tree cutter. He is lucky to carry his own ax every day, so why should he be able to sense that others don't like him?

He seems to be a timid child. When he was a child, he would be scared to tears when he heard that there were wolves in the forest.

But when I actually dragged the wolf's body back, I felt like I couldn't feel any pain from the injuries all over my body.

Now Blacka seemed to have seen a wolf while cutting down a tree, and he felt at ease.

He still only had an ax painted red in his hand, and it was still in a strange place.

What these people want is this bell. You can understand it just by thinking about it.

Blacka walked and thought, that means they know what this is for.

These people knew where this place was, so they could naturally tell him where they were going. Since they wanted to snatch this bell, they naturally knew the value of this thing.

If you ask these people, you will definitely be able to find out something.

It's too hard to ask Anthony for something. I'm not a good talker. I really should ask someone else.

If there was a fight between just three people, I should be fine.

He thought about it all at once, and all he could think about was the image of someone familiar to him dying in front of him.

That was something that happened not long ago. Although he had not been together with people from the same city for a long time, they could still be considered from the same place.

But even so, Blacka just watched him die in front of him, because he really had no choice. Those things were lifeless before launching the attack, and he didn't notice it until they jumped out and bit his neck.

But it was already too late, too late. He had no way to stop it from shooting out faster than a bow and arrow.

Blacka was a little disappointed. He was really helpless in front of an enemy who couldn't even detect his breath.

He is indeed timid. He really doesn't know how to be brave in front of an enemy that he really can't deal with.

But if there are just a few thieves like this, maybe they have found the wrong target.

Compared with the monsters in the Black Forest, humans are really easy to deal with.

Blacka walked into the crevices of the rocks. This was a canyon, and there were many unsightly things hidden in the surrounding rock walls.

The terrain here is so narrow that only a few people can squeeze in. It is also a good place where one man can block it and no one can open it. If someone wants to attack the entrance here, as long as they guard one door, there will be no one before they die.

Anyone goes by.

This place is a bit like a maze, and those people seemed to have noticed their coming and changed their positions.

But don't be afraid, their actions are too clear to Blacka. It's as if someone is leaning next to his ear, telling these guys the distance and direction from him.

On the right, five meters, three people.

Blacka paused at the corner, taking more time to detect the auras of these guys.

Then he confirmed that there were indeed only these guys, and there were no more people surrounding him. Judging from the surrounding structure, it was a distance that a hatchet could swing.

So he walked around the corner, holding the ax in his hand tightly. He looked at the people who had known their positions for a long time, and they were only a few steps away in a straight line.

Blacka realized that maybe she shouldn't go any further.

After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Blacka could see clearly what kind of three people they were. The slightly complete ones also had a torso and two legs. The other two could no longer be called human beings and could only shrink with the support of something.

over there.

It is really unimaginable that people can survive in such a situation, which makes Blacka wonder whether this is the so-called comfort of people's strength, or whether it is sadness because of these poor people?

He didn't know, he didn't know. His mind was completely blank. He slowly put down the ax and wanted to leave here.

He stood in front of them for a few seconds, and suddenly began to suspect that he might have made a mistake. These guys were just hostile, but in fact they were just pitiful people.

Then the crossbow shot through his right shoulder.

The non-humanoid thing was holding a crossbow. It was impossible to see what method this guy used to shoot. Maybe it was the remaining muscles at the fracture.

The severe pain made him wake up. The person in front of him was someone who could survive in the dark forest even if he was injured like this. How could he be a mediocre person?

It was also at this time that he suddenly realized that the guy with legs had disappeared.

It's unimaginable that this guy can move so fast without his arms.

At the same time, he also discovered that he had no feeling in his right hand and the ax had fallen to the ground. The sudden pain made him grin and subconsciously retreat.

The arrow directly shattered the bones connected to the shoulder. The heavy arrow was originally designed to penetrate the hard skull of a deer. When the weapon and arm were injured, he suddenly lost his advantage.

Blacka realized that he was really a bit arrogant. He just had an ax and a sound body more than these guys who had nothing. How could he come up with the idea of ​​showing kindness to them?

After all, this is a city in the Black Forest. Just being incomplete is not an excuse for being incompetent.

He subconsciously waved his left hand and dodged the guy's clenched dagger at a perfect angle, then landed the knife on the side of his neck.

There was only one second left for this guy to rush forward and kill him with the dagger he was biting. He subconsciously stepped back and gave this guy a chance, but the range of the dagger he was biting was too short. If there was no accident, he could only cut his neck.

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But Blacka reacted, and after hitting the neck, he immediately grabbed the dagger that he had bitten because he fainted.

He turned his wrist and wanted to throw the dagger to kill enemies in the distance, but he suddenly felt pain again.

Then he was bitten hard on the arm, and this guy was still able to move even after he was unconscious! He was immediately wrapped around him. The bones on this guy's body were broken in many places, so he could twist like a snake.

No, this guy was pretending to be fainted. He made Blacka mistakenly think that he had fainted, but the real purpose... was to haunt him like this?

Blacka's brain was short-circuited for a moment. He originally planned to use this guy as a human shield to threaten those people not to use long-range props. If he just approached him, wouldn't he be taking the initiative as a hostage?

But when he opened his mouth, he felt the smell of blood in his throat. He just looked in disbelief at the arrow clusters that penetrated the two of them one after another.

The guy who was shooting the arrow in the dark shouted, as if he was congratulating himself on his accuracy. It was still a heavy arrow that could shoot through a deer's head.

That thing penetrated directly through the chest, and underneath were the lungs. If the lungs were penetrated, those who survived could not be called human beings.

Blacka was almost attacked because of his carelessness. Those who survived in the darkness shouted and wanted to celebrate their victory.

They lost parts of their bodies because of carelessness, but they still didn't learn their lesson and didn't wait for his heart to stop beating safely before cheering.

The man who was holding him vomited blood, because in order to grab the arrow, Blacka used brute force to crush his chest, grabbed the arrow tail, took it out from his body, and threw the already unsightly guy back into the gap.

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He bent down and picked up the ax with his good left hand. When he looked at these guys again, his eyes were filled with gray.

The arrow that was forcibly pulled off left a large puddle of blood on his body. This was definitely not an injury that a person could survive. But there was not much blood flowing out, and all he could see was his wriggling muscles.

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Well, it's still the same. Just like chopping down a tree, just lift the ax and chop it down.

Blacka thought this way, and for some reason, he felt a little relieved.

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Time passed slowly, and the day passed.

The next day, Anthony stood in front of the agreed wooden stake and waited for a long time, from standing to sitting. He did not leave until the moon came.

He didn't wait for Blacka.

He went to the lobby with his acquaintances and searched everywhere for his front teeth.

Getting lost in this sentry post in the black forest is almost equal to death. Although Anthony has known it for a long time, he still hopes that the child took the money and ran away.

He didn't find it. Even if he asked acquaintances, no one found Blacka.

At least the corpse must be found. If the corpse is complete, it can still be resurrected by finding the guardian.

Finally, we came to the place where they lived, stood at the door and stared at the large space in silence.

Where people should have lived, only blood stains and traces of corpses being dragged were left. The place had been looted and nothing was left.

The people who followed from the village were all confirmed to be dead from the first night to now.

Anthony stood at the door for a long time. This was not the first time he had seen such a scene.

It was the robbers who lived here who did it. The Knights were separated from them, and these people were completely powerless here.

There are no laws here and it is not within the scope of any country.

If you come here, if you want to go back, you must pay the goblin's protection fee for three days before you can return to the human side.

The prerequisite is that you can meet a fairy. If there is no bell, even if you are willing to sell yourself, the fairy will not come to buy it.

These guys have no reason not to become desperadoes.

I just didn't expect that even Blacka was missing. That child was very talented, so...forget it, I won't lie to myself. That child is probably dead.

Anthony felt a little guilty, thinking that he liked that guy a little bit. He had a simple fight with him, but he didn't win with a single move. The kid didn't learn any fighting skills, and he just relied on his incomprehensible body and reactions to defeat him.

It was extremely difficult for him to deal with it.
To be continued...