Allen sat by the stream, and as far as he could see, there were tall trees.
The nose is filled with the unique fresh smell of the forest, especially in this autumn season, the smell of the forest is very pure, making Allen forget about autumn hunting and Babylon. He closed his eyes and immersed his mind in the tranquil atmosphere of the forest.
There is a wind blowing, shaking the leaves and making a rustling sound. That is the breath of the forest.
When Allen returned to the forest, he felt like fish returning to streams and birds flying into the sky. This is his home field, his world, so he does not resist this autumn hunting. Even unable to bear Leon's dithering, he went into the forest early in the morning without even eating breakfast.
He fucked and went straight to the B-level area. A few dangerous species were killed along the way, like the smell of carrion that lures the giant lizard, which was processed by Alan from the flesh and blood of the violent wolf. Through the bacterial catalysis of some wild plants, the meat of the recently dead violent wolf can smell of carrion, thereby attracting some prey that eat carrion. This is just one of the skills Allen honed while living in the wild.
Allen was about to take a short break before continuing to go deeper. According to this speed, in another three days, he will be able to enter the E-level area. Violent wolves and multi-eyed monitor lizards are not Alan's favorite prey. He wants to hunt and kill an ice and snow tyrant bear. Give Horn the bear skin he hunted. When the weather is cold, Horn may need a coat made of bear skin, or add a bear skin rug to his study room.
As one of his few remaining relatives in this world, Allen still hopes that Horn can live a better life, even as the patriarch of Bethkind, he might not care about a tyrant bear's fur.
Even Alan didn't realize that after Lanny passed away, the grandfather Horn had gradually entered Alan's heart.
When you have family, you don't feel lonely.
Suddenly, Allen's mind, which was silent in the forest world, suddenly moved. Then there was the sound of birds flapping their wings behind him, and several ground mice and snow rabbits got out of the dry grass and passed by Allen. Allen immediately put away his backpack, picked up the straight knife, jumped across the river with a few ups and downs, and sank into the forest.
Finding a tall fir tree, Allen quickly climbed up the straight trunk like a monkey. When he hid his body in the golden canopy, he vaguely heard human voices coming from the other side of the river. Through the gap between the trees, Allen's eyesight was wide open, and he could barely see two figures appearing near the stream where he stayed just now.
Those were two men, the one on the left was like a mountain of meat. On a chubby face, the fat was crowded so that the facial features were piled together, especially the eyes, which were almost all squinted. On the top of the bald head, there was an impressive tattoo pattern down to the neck. As the fat man trembled, the tattoo with some kind of magical beast kept moving like a living thing. The weather was already chilly, and the fat man was still bare-chested, only his chest and shoulders were covered with armor. There is a pattern of energy-conducting lines on the armor, and those thin and dispensable pieces of armor should be some kind of magical armor.
As for the one on the right, it has a medium build, with slender arms and legs. The hair on both sides of the head has been shaved clean, leaving only the middle section dyed bright red, which looks like a cockscomb. He was wearing a black tactical uniform, with a spear wrapped around his hands behind his neck. There are silver-white energy-guiding lines on the body of the spear, obviously it is a magic weapon.
Two men armed with magical powers came to the stream, and the cockscomb head said "ah", "It seems that people follow
lost. "
The fat man squatted on the ground, sniffing the ground like a hound, and after a while, he came to the place where Allen was resting. Pointing to the small rocky beach by the stream, he said, "He must have been here. The smell is here, and it should be on the other side of the stream."
"It's all you, dawdling, otherwise we would have caught up with that kid long ago." Cockscomb complained.
The fat man smiled innocently, touched his head and said, "You are fast, and you don't see yourself chasing after me. So stop talking nonsense, without me, you might not be able to find this place."
"Yes, yes, you are an expert in tracking. Let me see how you explain it to Master Diego. You kept boasting that you are a master before."
"There are times when a master misses. Besides, the autumn hunting has just started, and there are plenty of opportunities, so there is no need to rush." The fat man suddenly opened his eyes slightly, with a fierce gleam in his eyes: "Besides, the most interesting part of hunting is tracking the prey. , if that kid is so easy for me to find, it won't be fun at all."
"I just need to finish the work quickly and get the reward from Master Diego." Cockscomb shook his head and said, "Young Master, it's really worth dealing with a kid like this. He kicked us out early in the morning."
"It's not that the young master is eager to save face." The fat man closed his eyes again, and changed back to his harmless appearance: "What should we do now, should we continue chasing him or go back?"
"Let's go back first, we ran a little far. I don't feel relieved that the young master only has those three trash by his side."
"That's right, even if that kid goes far away, let him live an extra day or two."
The two walked back, and after a while, they disappeared into the forest. Just as Allen was about to come down, his heart suddenly moved, and he still held his breath and hid in the tree canopy. After 10 minutes of this, the two guards came back again, looking around with their cockscomb heads, and said: "It should be really far away, what a bad luck. I thought that kid was hiding nearby, so I can lure him out."
"It doesn't matter, go back quickly, I'm hungry." The fat man said, patting his fat belly.
"What a foodie."
The two talked while walking, and finally left.
Allen just slid down from the tree.
That was Diego's guard, and from their conversation, Diego really wanted to trouble him. The two guards are both around level 15 and have rich experience. If the two join forces, Allen can only turn around and leave. He wasn't afraid of these two, but he wasn't stupid enough to think that he could defeat two level 15 guards head-on. These two are not comparable to those killers in the black street who are not powerful and have no tacit understanding.
But if Allen is given a suitable opportunity, it's not a big problem to break each of them with mental calculation or carelessness. The gap between the four levels has never been so large that it cannot be erased.
Diego is now clearly going to deal with Allen, and of course he can continue to go deep into the forest regardless of everything. But if Diego doesn't give up, even if he runs to the E-level area, he will be caught up. Hardly thinking about it, Allen turned back the way he came, intending to follow the two guards to find Diego.
You have to create some trouble for Diego, so that he can't chase and kill himself unscrupulously. As for killing Diego, Allen just thought about it. Diego is a child of the Grant family, unless Allen can do it cleanly enough. Otherwise as long as
One of the guards ran back, and besides fighting Grant, Beth Keld had no choice but to hand over Allen.
Alan doesn't intend to kill Diego, but he can cause him some trouble, enough trouble to make him think twice about his actions!
Among the two guards, the fat man was obviously an expert in tracking. Allen didn't dare to follow too closely, for fear of being discovered by the other party. As for tracking others in the forest, Allen has his own set of experiences. He didn't need to use his eyes to see at all, smells, footprints, and even the reactions of birds and beasts would provide him with enough information.
He kept a distance of nearly a kilometer from the other party, hanging two guards from a distance and sneaking towards Diego's direction.
A violent wolf was lowering its body, hiding on a rock protruding from the grassy slope. Below it, two snow hares were gnawing on the dying grass by the creek. The snow rabbit is a kind of alert animal, but what kind of animal, the vigilance is always slightly lowered when eating. The violent wolf waited patiently until the snow rabbit had eaten for a while, then suddenly bounced off the rock, and rushed towards his prey like lightning.
The violent wolf's body stood up, and it was still in the air for a moment. There was a sharp piercing sound in the air, and a battle gun spun at high speed and was thrown like a shock. He pierced the violent wolf in mid-air, and even the source force attached to the gun blasted the violent wolf's wound a few inches. Wolf blood splattered, frightening the two snow rabbits below and ran away without a trace.
Transforming from a hunter to a prey in an instant, the violent wolf stomped a few times on the ground and lost its breath.
Diego jumped down from the slope, so tired that the three guards quickly followed behind him. He stepped on the wolf carcass, stretched out his hand and pulled out the war gun, and his own guards took the collector to scan the wolf's saber teeth to record Diego's record. As for Diego himself, he was irritably hitting the stream with his war gun indiscriminately, bringing up fluffy water splashes and a few fat cod.
"Where did those damned dangerous species go? From morning to now, I have killed two violent wolves, which is meaningless." Diego suddenly pointed his gun and pointed at the guard who was collecting prey information from the air. Said: "Go and find out if there is a wolf's den or a giant lizard's den near here. How long will it take to kill one by one, I will take them all in one litter."
The guards looked distressed and said, "Master, we cannot leave you alone."
"Fart, am I still afraid of those dangerous species? Besides, Fatty and Rude are coming back soon, so there is nothing to worry about."
The guards looked at each other.
"Go!" Diego yelled violently, intending to stab them with a gun.
The three guards had no choice but to agree, and each was responsible for one direction and scattered away. Only then did Diego sit down holding his gun, and said to himself, "I don't know if Rude and the others have caught up with that kid?"
At the end of the sentence, a burly figure suddenly jumped down from the grassy slope, causing Diego to fly from the ground. From the looks of it, it was Fat Guard and Cockscomb Head who had returned. The fat man rubbed the back of his head and said in embarrassment, "Master, we lost him."
"Lost it?" Diego's face pulled down: "Didn't you say before that you are very good at tracking? Could it be that I heard it wrong."
There were big beads of sweat on the fat man's forehead: "Master, this... I am an expert, but sometimes I miss it. But I promise there will be no next time!"
(end of this chapter)