In this forest with only black and white colors, the difference between night and day is not very obvious. As the group goes deeper into the forest, the white mist that has been lingering around everyone seems to be emitting a slight fluorescence.

By calculating the number of heartbeats, the Demon Hunter probably should be around 7 o'clock in the evening, but in the forest, everything still looks the same as five hours ago.

The last time I was trapped in my consciousness space and chatted with Tsengqi's birdman, Xu Yichen got used to this timekeeping method.

Drago, the armored giant Grey Knight who had met several times, often encountered the dilemma of time disorder. He no longer believed in the time he saw.

This method was inherited from him.

Now, it comes in use.

I never encountered any other unexpected team along the way, and I unknowingly walked in the forest that looked exactly similar for nearly four hours.

If the druids and elves were not both masters of discerning directions in the forest, they would have been completely lost at this time.

"Is this normal?" Ranger Alex asked the Demon Hunter in a low voice: "Why is it not as dangerous as I imagined?"

"You'd better pray that we will keep quiet around us until we reach our real goal." Xu Yichen glared at the Ranger with the eyes commonly used by the political commissar: "Or the next person I burned into ashes may be you."

"We are players, don't be so serious, right?" Alex was startled and lowered his voice and said, "Although this game is really abnormal, even if I die, I can still be resurrected..."

Xu Yichen was speechless for a moment. He had not experienced death yet. Although Angus Carpenter, the player in the battle group, had experienced death once, it did not seem to have much impact.

Regarding the consequences of death, it is from Yang Yuefan that perhaps once or twice does not have a big impact on the player?

He doesn't know how many deaths an ordinary player will encounter in the game, but according to the situation in Anthony Dagang these few times, if the situation is not controlled, the death rate for ordinary players is almost 100%.

"Don't take death here seriously. If you are used to this mentality, you are used to death in such a real game." The Demon Hunter quickly made up a very reasonable lies: "You can easily lose the ability to judge danger in the real world."

"Are you sure that after you quit the game, can you tell the difference between reality and the game?" Xu Yichen asked softly: "Especially after spending decades in this game for so long?"

Alex looked at his hands carefully, and even his fingerprints were perfectly simulated.

The Ranger imagined in a cold sweat that after crawling out of the survival pod, facing the unknown alien environment, taking risks with a mentality that he could still be resurrected, and then dying from a life-dead ending.

"Okay, what you said makes sense." Alex nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, putting his game mentality aside.

In fact, the demon hunters themselves felt that the surroundings were too quiet. When they first entered this polluted area, they were attacked by organized groups of corrupt crows.

If that time was just an unconscious counterattack by the environment polluted by chaos, then some people would have arranged the traps triggered in the mutated green-skinned camp in advance to wait for them to take the bait.

In any case, this forest already knew they were coming.

Therefore, Xu Yichen was ready to fight all the bloody battles, fight and walk, and fight and break out a road to the center point.

However, nothing happened, and it seemed that the master of this corrupt area was completely unwilling to have outsiders visit.

This instead made the Demon Hunter's heart hang in the air. He didn't know when the attack would happen, and his nerves were always tense.

Now he regretted it a little and did not leave the combat combustion aid to enjoy it alone.

Darth Moore's eyes were red, and he felt that his brain, which had finally calmed down, was almost boiling again by the small traps of prisoners after prisoner.

The black warrior robe rebel hunter observes the trajectory in the forest using the visual pattern unique to the demon hunters.

Unlike Xu Yichen, who was born in the Wolf School, who was almost wild, Darth Moore is an apprentice who can almost be regarded as a formal demon hunter. He passed all the trials and completed all tasks that can be completed independently as an apprentice.

But he is still an apprentice, and even now he is no longer a demon hunter, he still cannot escape the shadow of his teacher.

"I want to prove myself, teacher, I'm ready." The black-robed apprentice knelt on one knee, lowered her head, and did not dare to look directly at her teacher.

Since facing the origin of chaos in subspace, Darth Moore feels that his teacher has become more and more frightening, which is a kind of fear that comes from the heart.

It is the fear that a lower creature bursts out from the depths of its genes when facing natural enemies.

He didn't know what kind of gift his teacher had obtained in chaos, but starting from Kelmohan, he had seen the power of his teacher along the way.

Darth Moore didn't understand why his teacher was so powerful and still had to escape from Kelmohan. If it were me, he thought that if it were me, I would kill all the decaying hunters.

Blood sacrifices the blood god, and skull sacrifices the skull master.

That will surely please your new master and make yourself stronger.

"But, I don't have. Your desire... your imperative... I don't care at all." The hoarse male voice from the darkness made Darth Moore suddenly wake up from his fantasy.

I don’t know when I was once again immersed in the apprentice who was slaying and fantasizing about power, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

No matter what, he could not easily resist the power he had fought against for hundreds of years like his teacher. The temptation from chaos was too great.

Darth Moore couldn't keep himself awake all the time.

"We are borrowing the power from Chaos, but we cannot become everything in Chaos' hands. Remember my young apprentice, you have to learn a lot." The reminder from the teacher made Darth Moore wake up from the edge of danger again and again.

"My plan, and the role you need to play in it, is up to me to follow my words, my young apprentice." The male voice in the dark said in a fluctuating tone: "Your anger... your desire for power makes you stupid, but if you threaten my plan and actions... it will not be the demon hunter who eliminates you."

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