Dark Moon Elf Warriors

Under the dark red sky, the black wilderness is covered with various gravels. It is difficult to see plants in Dark Land. Even if some plants grow in the soil, they are fungal spores filled with dark atmosphere. As long as someone touches them, they will explode with thick poisonous gas.

In the desolate wilderness, a group of Demon Hunter quickly crossed the ridge and ran into a mountain col where they could hide themselves.

There were scorched rocks everywhere on the hillside. These Demon Hunter were the same people who had been chased from Wanderer Camp. They were eyeing the money bag around Roy's waist, as well as more than a hundred Dark Scythe's bone blades in Magic Pouch.

Among these Demon Hunter are humans, elves and dwarves.

They are all Demon Hunter who make a living in Dark Land, and those Demon Hunter who can survive in Dark Land all have some unique skills.

A group of Demon Hunter were sitting behind a pile of rocks, waiting for their companions following Roy to send a signal in time.

When waiting for prey, the flow of time often becomes extremely slow. Demon Hunter squinted his eyes and looked at the rocks, and also paid attention to the Dark Creaturess swimming around. After waiting for a while, Roy did not appear, and some people began to make questioning sounds:

"Could he have changed his direction halfway and stopped passing this mountain col?"

An old Demon Hunter who was very familiar with this area thought for a moment before saying:

"No! If that kid changes the direction of travel, Huo Xim will definitely pass the news to us. If he goes this way, he will basically have to climb over this mountain."

Hearing what the old Demon Hunter said, those Demon Hunters sat down again.

"Then we'll wait here..."

At this time, a Demon Hunter who was lying in ambush on the top of the big rock greeted below, "Everyone, that kid... he is here!"

"Everyone hide it, don't let him find out..."

The Demon Hunter behind the rocks immediately cheered up, but they did not peek out from behind the rocks. This group of Demon Hunter had quite a lot of hunting experience.

Several Hawkeyes who were good at using long bows began to adjust their condition, hung up the bow strings, and selected a few wind-controlling arrows in the quiver.

Just wait for Roy to come within their shooting range, it is best to shoot him to death with one arrow...

Roy stopped on the hillside and looked at the rocky pond area opposite. He hesitated for a moment, then stared at the dark red sky in the distance. It seemed that his heart was full of tangled emotions. After pondering for a moment, he turned around and walked eastward along the ridge.

In this way, he could bypass the rocky mountain col ahead. He planned to give this group of Demon Hunter a chance.

At this time, the two Demon Hunter who had been following Roy also rushed over from behind. Judging from their movements, they wanted to block Roy's escape.

Roy just looked back, turned around and ignored it, still walking east along the ridge.

"What's wrong? Are you going to give them a chance?"

Captain Timothy, who had been following Roy, hid in the shadows and asked Roy.

Roy looked at the empty surroundings and suddenly heard the voice of Captain Timothy. This feeling was really strange...

"Well, I suddenly thought... some of these Demon Hunter came to Dark Land through Space-Time Rift, and some left Expeditionary Force to hunt Dark Creatures here, and they hunted here Dark Creatures, even if it is forced by life and to satisfy the adventurous heart, it is still a disguised protection for the Elf Continent. Although they are temporarily blinded by interests and eyeing me as a fat sheep... hehe! If they can wake up at this time, I am still willing to give them a chance."

Roy walked forward as he spoke, laughing as he spoke.

In fact, Roy took a step back by doing this, and the surrounding Dark Moon Elf Warriors followed Roy and walked eastward along the ridge...

But at this time, the two Demon Hunter who had been following Roy were a little panicked. They quickly released two signal flares into the sky, and the long flame tails drew a beautiful arc in the dark red sky.

Roy stopped and turned to look behind him.

Elf Ranger, who had been following Roy, immediately stopped and stood a few hundred meters away, staring at Roy warily.

After seeing Magic Signal Flare, a group of Demon Hunter hiding in the mountain col emerged from the mountain col filled with rocks and stood on the top of the rocks.

Several Demon Hunters carrying long bows jumped off the black rocks and chased in the direction where Roy was huddled.

In addition, those Demon Hunter went around in front of Roy and stopped Roy...

Several Demon Hunters carrying long bows ran extremely fast on the hillside. They ran with long legs and strode forward, looking like vigorous antelopes.

Roy saw those Demon Hunter rushing out of the col and stopped.

He stood on the hillside with an indifferent expression, looking at Demon Hunter rushing towards him, holding the chain of Hammer of Judgment Book hanging around his waist in his hand.

"Now these Demon Hunter's hearts have been filled with greed..."

Roy said to Captain Timothy with some disappointment.

"What's so strange about this? After all, this is Dark Land."

Captain Timothy sees it very clearly...

Several Demon Hunter ran to the bottom of the hillside, which was four to five hundred meters away from Roy, and it was still under the hillside, but it was obvious that they no longer planned to run forward. They squatted on the hillside, filled up the Elf Longbow in their hands, and caught up with the carefully selected Wind Arrow.

The moment these Demon Hunter shot the arrows, the fingers that had fully drawn the bow strings all lit up with the glow of magic.

A little bit of wind attribute Magic Power was poured into the arrow, and a protective film was immediately formed around the arrow.

The bowstring made a crisp sound, and the sharp arrow turned into a white light and flew towards Roy.

The arrow carrying Wind Element would even draw a white line when flying in the air...

Roy stood where he was, not even hiding.

With arrows of this level, if an archer hides in the dark and shoots cold arrows, it will still be a bit of a threat to Roy.

But if it were shot at Roy so blatantly, this kind of wind-controlling arrow would have little power.

Wind Element The arrows hit something unknown during their flight. They deviated from their original flight path and shot on the hillside. Several arrows were like this...

Roy raised Hammer of Judgment Book in his hand to them from a distance and shook it slightly.

Those Demon Hunters looked at each other, feeling the provocation shown by Roy when they waved the prayer book just now, and felt that the range might have been a bit far...

So they chased forward for a while, and when they were almost two hundred meters away from Roy, they once again shot a row of arrows at the same time.

For these hawk-eyes, this distance is a sure shot to hit the target.

But what surprised them was that several Wind Element arrows still accidentally fell during flight...

The strange scene even left them no time to think about it.

Because several Demon Hunter have keenly felt the sound of light footsteps around them.

After a while, several Demon Hunter felt that their bodies were tightly hugged by something, and then their necks felt slightly cold and stinging, and blood came out of their throats like a fountain.

They quickly covered the bleeding wounds with their hands. Blood flowed out from between their fingers and even poured down their esophagus into their stomachs.

Their eyes widened and they couldn't even make any sound in their throats. A group of Elf Warrior appeared beside them inexplicably.

They pointed at Dark Moon Elf Warrior with a cold expression and a silver helmet. He looked at them with an expression of disbelief and pain. They wanted to make a final struggle, but unfortunately his body had softened uncontrollably.

These Dark Moon Elf Warriors inserted the dagger into the scabbard on the outside of their thighs in unison, and then hid themselves again in front of these Demon Hunters who were lying on the ground and twitching continuously.

Those Demon Hunter who originally wanted to go around in front of Roy found that something was wrong with the ambush. Those Demon Hunter who ran from the side and fired cold arrows suddenly fell down.

They just saw a few blurry figures in the dim light.

The old Demon Hunter immediately realized that the danger was coming. After he gave a warning, he immediately gave up trying to intercept Roy, quickly changed his running direction, and planned to turn around and hide in the mountain col filled with rocks.

Their prediction of the danger was quite accurate, but it was a pity that it was too late.

If they could sense the crisis when Roy changed their route and immediately choose to abandon the ambush plan, they might be able to save a life.

But now that the Dark Moon Elf Warriors are in front of them, they have no chance to escape.

With his excellent perception, old Demon Hunter lowered his head suddenly, dodged the dagger that Dark Moon Elf Warrior came from behind, and saved his throat. However, his companions were not as alert as him. At the same time, seven Demon Hunter covered their necks with their hands, and blood came out from their fingers. They fell on the gravel ground in horror.

Old Demon Hunter immediately jumped forward, but at this moment, he saw a Dark Moon Elf Warrior emerging from the shadows, doing the same action as him...

He wanted to reach out and push the old Dark Moon Elf Warrior away, but what Dark Moon Elf Warrior handed over was a sharp dagger, which immediately pierced the palm of the old Demon Hunter's hand.

Old Demon Hunter let out a scream...

This was the first scream in this battle, and then the scream stopped abruptly, because Dark Moon Elf Warrior had already sent the dagger into the heart of old Demon Hunter.

It wasn't until this moment that old Demon Hunter suddenly woke up. He looked at Dark Moon Elf Warrior with despair in his eyes, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth...

The other Demon Hunter also fell into a pool of blood one after another under the purge of Dark Moon Elf Warrior.

Almost all of these Demon Hunters were Warrior Classs whose strength had reached level one. Almost the moment Dark Moon Elf Warrior took action, they all fell into a pool of blood.

The two hundred Dark Moon Elf Warrior did not give this group of Demon Hunter any chance. They used the most violent means to kill all the Demon Hunter who tried to ambush Roy...

This bloody killing immediately attracted the Dark Creatures wandering around, who had an extremely keen sense of the smell of blood and broken souls.

A large group of Dark Creatures gathered from all directions.

In the wilderness of Dark Land, these Dark Creatures were crowded together like a dark cloud.

Dark Moon Elf Warrior, led by Captain Timothy, did not collide head-on with this group of Dark Creatures, but quickly bypassed it. A group of Dark Moon Elf Warrior surrounded Roy and walked towards Darkness Gate Expeditionary Force Camp...

After Roy left, Wanderer Camp remained as calm as ever, except that Demon Hunter in the camp would occasionally talk about the young boy who spent a lot of money.

Wanderer Camp is not big, so there are not many secrets to speak of. For example, the news that Demon Hunter was preparing to ambush Roy in the wild spread among Wanderer Camp not long after.

Many stall owners who have done business with Roy still feel a little bit regretful. They know that they may lose a customer soon.

Although this customer always keeps the price extremely low when making transactions, can he still sell the Dark Scythe Bone Blade he has in his hands?

There are also some Demon Hunters who are beating their chests and complaining that they could not get the news earlier. If they can join the ambush team, they can at least get a share of the pie! Hunting a Dark Scythe may involve great danger.

But what could be the risk of ambushing a young Demon Hunter? Besides, this young man is equal to about one hundred and twenty Dark Scythe...

Just thinking about it makes me feel a little angry...

Old Pike sat outside the tent with an indifferent look on his face. A sign saying 'no clinic today' had been hung at the entrance of the tent early.

Those injured Demon Hunter could only sit silently outside the tent. They estimated that they would have to wait here all night before they could receive priority treatment from Old Pike tomorrow morning.

No one dares to risk their lives and complain to Old Pike at this time, saying that he is passive and sabotaging...

"Tell me, I worked so hard to save you from the scythe of death, just so that you can stab me in the wild one day?" Old Pike muttered in his mouth.

"If that's the case, I might as well prepare a coffin in the camp, and you just stab me to death in the coffin. At least I can leave a tombstone!"

"Do you also want to take a look at my money box? A bunch of white-eyed wolves who eat red meat and poop white shit..."

"Starting from tomorrow, all medical fees will be doubled. If you don't have money, don't come to me... beg me to treat you!"

Old Pike leaned against his dirty tent, muttering in his mouth.

Everyone knew that what he said was angry. Tomorrow morning, he would still lift the tent curtain to treat the injured Demon Hunter.

But when everyone was talking privately about those Demon Hunter who ran into the wilderness to ambush the young boy, there was a hint of disgust in their tone, and they even felt that they were making Wanderer Camp disharmonious for their own selfish interests...