Colka Village, a small village located deep in the Thunder Mountains.

There are still many such simple and small villages in the entire Thunder Mountains. They are the super-small villages where you can clearly see the other end by standing at one end of the village. The total population is only less than 60 people.

Because there are many beasts in the mountains, most of the villages are hunters. Their years of hunting career have helped them to develop the ability to deal with wild beasts, and they are all good at bows, arrows and traps. The best hunter, who is famous for a hundred miles, lives in this village.

According to legend, this sharpshooter Maiwen was once a member of the guards of a large city nearby, and was even more powerful intimate to the city lord. However, because the heirs of the old city lord had made a big fuss after his death, he temporarily returned to this place to avoid the storm.

How early I sleep in the mountain village.

The genius just turned black, and there were already rare lights in the small mountain village.

With a "creak", the wooden door of a simple wooden house near the edge of the mountain village sounded lightly, and a strong adult man came out of the house.

It is almost late autumn and the weather is getting colder, especially in the mountain villages at night. Most people still feel cold in thick animal leather jackets, but this strong adult man is just a thin layer of leather armor, but he can stand in the bitter cold wind without changing his face.

The wooden door was slightly open, and the light of the bonfire was vaguely jumping out of the house. A young man and a half poked his head out of it, asking about the adult strong man in confusion.

"Uncle Maiwen, what's wrong? It's so cold outside, will there be wild animals entering the village?"

"There is something wrong outside!" The adult strong man was alone, listening to the movements in the mountains and forests in the distance, and answering without looking back.

"Uncle has set up many traps outside the village. Isn't it just for a few wild beasts to play a tooth-beating sacrifice, and can it satisfy your craving?"

When talking about eating and drinking, half a young man couldn't help but think of the squeaking sound of the fragrant barbecue and grease rolling on the bonfire, and couldn't help swallowing a big saliva. At his age, he was just when he was thirsty and sleeping.

"You go back! The mountains and forests are too uneasy today, I want to go and see them! Judging from this situation, there may be some large beasts coming nearby. Stay in the house and don't run around!"

The adult strong man Maiwen listened for a moment and finally made up his mind to patrol the mountains and forests. Somehow, since he entered the dark, his heart kept beating and could not calm down. This was exactly the same as when he first encountered the hungry cheetah 13 years ago. Dangerous intuition always lingers in his heart, but he couldn't find the source of danger. This feeling of being targeted is really uncomfortable.

He carried a special large hunting bow and brought a large pot of hand-made arrows, and Maiwen set out. However, before leaving, he hesitated for a moment and inserted a sharp long dagger brought back from the army into his belt.

The mountains and forests under the night are gloomy and terrifying.

Under the cold wind, the dry branches danced randomly, and under the reflection of the bright moon, countless messy and ugly shadows were cast.

After leaving the village, Maiwen slowly walked towards the forest along a small path of sheep.

Along the way, he walked very slowly, and from time to time he squatted to check out some hidden grasslands on the roadside. It was a place where large beasts like to walk, and it was also a place where beasts and traps were buried.

The mountains and forests not far away were lying there in a dark dark place, like an ancient ferocious beast waiting for prey to come to the door. The sharp howling caused by the cold wind passing through the forest tips was its low roar.

Maiwen took off the bow, took the arrow, maintained a half-force state, and slowly and cautiously entered the forest.

The dark and dull forest was still as quiet as before, and even the sound of the wind that was still howling in my ears just now gradually stopped, and a suffocating solemnity filled the forest.

It was just vaguely that Maiwen could hear a familiar sound of horse hooves. This crisp sound of horse galloping has accompanied him for many years. It was so familiar and friendly, but now it sounds particularly creepy.

The crisp sound of the horse's hooves is getting closer.

Maiwen immediately exerted his arm, and was about to take off, and his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding woodland.

How is this possible?

This is a steep mountainous area, and no horse can climb up at all. How could there be a horse galloping in the dark and rugged woodland?

In such an environment, a horse gallops, or a single twig or a horse stumbles can make the rider break his neck and spine on the cold and hard frozen soil. Therefore, even the best knights in the army dare not do this.

Several green flames suddenly emerged from the dark mist in the forest, floating in the air and rushed towards Maiwenji. The sudden and rapid sound of horse hooves became louder and louder.

When the huge black shadow approached, Maiwen, who had been practicing in the army for many years, could clearly see its full picture.

Is that a war horse?

Maiwen had never seen such a ferocious and violent war horse. His dark and unparalleled skin burned on his four hooves, eyes, and long tail green flames, tall and mighty as if he was a beast in charge. Even the knight on the horse was covered with a complete set of armor, and the cold and stiff steel reflected a chill. However, what made Maiwen's heart palpitations was not the knight's horse flying in the air, but that he had no head at all.

No, he didn't have a head, he had a head, and... and this head was hanging around his waist. As the black war horse galloped rapidly, his face was pale and rotten like a dead man's head was wide open, and his gloomy eyes were staring at the hunter bent his bow and arrow.

A distance of more than a hundred meters was fleeting. Just as Maiwen was stunned, the headless knight had already rushed to his vicinity with the undead black horse. With a metal sound, the dazzling and fierce sword flashed through the forest.

If it were an ordinary hunter, he would probably have been beheaded by the headless knight at this moment.

The lonely mountain village in the middle of the night, the headless knight in the air was enough to shock most of the hunters in the mountain who had never seen the world. After a moment of hesitation, the end of the corpse was broken. However, years of military training made Maiwen have a certain degree of immunity to all kinds of strange things, and finally successfully reacted before the saberata.

With a whistle, the sharp arrow on the bow finally emerged from the string, and was stabbed in the middle of the headless knight's black armor. With just a solidification, it immediately cracked into wood chips all over the sky. Maiwen, a lazy donkey, rolled around and avoided the slash of the slashing sword by a slight difference.

Da da da da da

The sound of horse hooves gradually became rapid, and the undead black horse stepped on the void like walking on the ground, and crossed over Maiwen's head. Under the huge slashing sword, a forest with a thick waist behind the hunter broke down, slowly pouring down with a huge squeaking friction sound.

The undead dark horse was galloping in the sky, and it just drew a semicircle arc and then returned. The black-armored knight on the horse was as cold as usual, and only the head of the knight hanging on his waist kept sneering.

"Little guy, you're very good! How about it, can you consider being one of my servants?"

The headless knight strangled the war horse, and his strong and majestic body stood in the deep darkness. Against the faint blue light of the blue fire, he became more and more like a killing demon crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.

Mai Wen had already drawn his bow and arrow again at this time, but the temptation just now made him realize that the weapon in his hand could not hurt the other party at all. The bluff at this time was not so much to attack the enemy, but to give him courage.

"Demon, go back to your evil land and don't want to bewitch me! I will not be your accomplice!" Maiwen's answer was as cold and sharp as his sharp arrows, but when he saw that the headless knight's gaze did not stop on him at all, but fell in the quiet mountain village not far away, his face finally changed.

"Hehehehe...I like your tough personality, so I can give you more time to think. But before, I had something else to do!"

The headless knight urged the war horse, and the undead black horse turned to the sky and neighed, and swept down into the small mountain village in the void.

"Devil, come back, come back to fight me..."

Maiwen couldn't help but feel shocked. He shot the head of the headless knight with a sharp arrow. He turned his hand and threw down his hunting bow, pulled out his long dagger and chased him behind the opponent and ran quickly.

The headless knight turned around and gently tweeted, and then he knocked the wooden arrows away. Then he rushed into the mountain village with a series of gloomy sneers, with a black mist all over his body, and he looked like a fierce god.

The previous "fight" between the two has been so powerful that it has already alarmed this small village close by. More than a dozen untidy hunters had just crawled out of the wooden house and looked up and saw the treacherous headless knight running against the wind in the sky.

Just as they were still rubbing their eyes hard to determine the authenticity of the scene in front of them, the swift headless knight had already swept past them with the sound of horse hooves. Almost no one saw how the enemy attacked. Blood suddenly splashed on the bodies of more than a dozen hunters and their limbs flew around. But before their bodies could fall to the ground, a sudden black air had already enveloped them.

The sound of flesh and blood corroding was so harsh. After a moment, the black fog dissipated, leaving only a series of eroded and unrecognizable broken bones.

Ahhhhh…

The screams of women and children sounded one after another, and the whole mountain village fell into chaos.

After a while, holding the cold dagger in his hand, Maiwen knelt weakly at the entrance of the village. Looking at the desolate mountain village after being slaughtered by the headless knight in front of him, tears as big as beans finally rolled down.

In just less than 5 minutes, the small mountain village where he was born and raised became a dead place.

After slaughtering the villagers, the headless knight lit their wooden house with the torch that fell from their hands, and then he walked away in a scream.

Most of the wooden houses were pouring down, and several ignited fires were raging everywhere, licking all the items that could be ignited, turning the small mountain village into a sea of ​​fire that was filled with fire!

However, at this moment, at the place where the headless knight fell off the cliff a hundred miles away, a team of strangely-shaped white-armored guards occupied the place, carefully searching for the marks left by the other party.

From the tidying of their armor and their agility and ability of their movements, we can see that this is a group of elite warriors who have undergone strict combat training. However, here, they are just servants who obey orders, and the ones who can really talk about them are three wizards standing side by side on the top of the cliff.

Soon, the armor fragments and some broken unknown body tissues that were pulled out from the hard soil on the top of the cliff were sent to the three wizards.

The three of them wore the same loose cloth robe, either gray or white, with wide-edged horn hats, and their tall and thin bodies exuded a cold and mysterious atmosphere. Although they belonged to different wizard organizations, they were rarely very polite to each other. After gathering together, they used their sharp and slender nails to lift the residue, and began to take out some strange ointments, and the juices detected their properties.

After a moment, the basic conclusion came out.

The strong negative energy aura that belongs to the undead creatures is not wrong at all. The target is the invader they are tracking. Unfortunately, the other party obviously also has some kind of anti-detection and anti-prophecy measures, which can prevent them from casting spells and further determining its position. Moreover, the other party's way of leaving is also very unusual. Many burning horse hoof marks were found on the scene, but they still could not find the specific where the enemy was going.

While they were discussing the next step in a low voice, a white-armored guard suddenly pointed his finger at the distant sky and started crying.

In the dark night, the cliff they were on undoubtedly had a good view. From a distance, you can see a faint red light flashing in the distance of the eastern sky. It seems that the fire should be quite strong.

Fire at this time?
Chapter completed!