Chapter 359

At night, Xu Yichen is preparing to enter the meditation state again. Under the guidance of Rangers, they are less than four hours away from the camp of the spirit.

"The meditation rituals of the hunters have always been something the outside world wants." "There are many studies on your simple meditation on the new continent," eiffelal said to Xu Yichen, provoking a bonfire

"Are they interested in the potions?" Xu Yichen took out the precious medicine that the teacher gave him. He never used it except for the first time he was in meditation.

"Yes, the alchemy technique of kelmohan amazed the mages. You always get some unexpected products when you synthesize poison." "Trying to reverse analyze the research of the composition of meditation, we finally got more toxic products," the silver witch spread out

"I hope the mages will be as good as us in purifying toxins." The hunter breathed deeply and entered the meditation state.

Xu Yichen, who has just fought with the spirit body, hopes to get more training and news during the meditation process. He still has no way to deal with such enemies again.

But this evening he didn't get what he wanted. In the state of meditation, Xu Yichen revisited his last fight with the masochist champion.

In his dream, Xu Yichen lost the talent of pure fire and iron and blood, killing, just like a normal Hunter apprentice.

He can only use his sword and unskilled French printing skills to dance the blade with the champion of terror.

Fortunately, in his dream, Xu Yichen still has the company of NAR's big flaming sword. Whenever the sword crosses the air and leaves a gorgeous flame ripple, he can feel his old friend saying goodbye to himself.

This evening, the demon hunter was once in the roar of the champion of terror, was cut into pieces, cut off by the waist, was hit by a knife Lord, and smashed into meat mud.

When Xu Yichen felt the warmth of the sun again shining on his skin, he felt that his muscles and bones were protesting.

Of course, it is spiritual function. One of the sequelae left behind by the enemy in dreams after countless times' killing, accompanied by mental fatigue.

"After a whole night of meditation, you have revisited your previous enemies, which, despite the energy you have spent, is not meaningless, and victory will always be left to experienced people."

"You don't get experience in meditation, but your weapon proficiency [double handed sword] has increased by 15 points."

"Your weapon proficiency [double handed sword] has been improved to: proficiency [15502000]."

"You still have unallocated professional skills. I wish you a happy mood to face all you are going to encounter on the new day."

A series of hints, as if it was just a very ordinary day, only the fog in the forest with the deepening of three people, more and more thick, visibility becomes worse and worse.

"I don't know the inner ring of the black forest has deteriorated to this!" "I think Alex, the Ranger, looks at the white fog which is almost condensed around him, and feels the cool feeling, and he says in surprise.

"Inner ring?" Xu Yichen left a mark on the trunk of the tree with a dagger. Even if there was a Ranger leading the road, the demon hunter was not willing to take risks. If he lost his way in this thick fog, the possibility of death was high.

As a soldier, he is not afraid of invincible enemies. If he can not win by death, he would better die.

But in such a situation, because of lost and the food, and finally in a confusion, no honor of death, Xu Yichen refused to die.

From one mark of ten meters to one mark of five meters, the hunter of the demon Hunt has been marking more and more frequently with the increase of fog concentration.

The Ranger pulled a grass from the ground and put it in his mouth and explained, "this is what my teacher told me. It is said that the Druids who live in the forest are the first to divide the black forest into two parts, the inner ring and the outer ring."

"Druid? I've never seen Druids, they're more mysterious than wizards. " The long hair of the silver haired witch was a little wet in the fog.

"My teacher said they had been far away from the fire of civilization a long time ago, in order to be closer to nature." The Ranger explained, and then leaped over a stream: "the Druids divide the ANAM River as the boundary, and the east of the river is the outer ring. For the sake of human development, there should be no interference."

"To the west of the ANAM River, the far south needs to be preserved for natural mothers, allowing those animals and other races to inhabit, which is the inner ring." Ranger feels colder and colder. It's not a good thing. The temperature in the forest has exceeded that dangerous line. Many creatures and plants will die because of this sudden cooling.

"Who gives them the right to divide which belong to mankind and which belongs to other things?" The hunter didn't think he had a good first impression of Druids.

As a player of industrial social origin, he sneered at the theory of this conservationist.Even if there is no chaos as an external threat, the race that does not consume a lot of resources to improve itself will eventually be eliminated by nature.

The elves in this world are an example. The race that once stood in a dominant position has become accustomed to the life of Pianan couple.

Without waiting for the Ranger's reply, an old, dry voice suddenly appeared near the Ranger's side: "it's the mother of nature. We don't care about other people's opinions. We are only responsible for maintaining the balance of nature."

The Ranger Alex was so scared that he jumped back from the opposite side of the stream. A tiger swooped into the nearby bush and disappeared.

But just as every time Alix's camouflage was found by cheating, the Bush he threw at didn't disappoint him as usual.

The Bush seemed to be activated suddenly, every branch and fork moved up, and pushed the Ranger out.

"I'm the son of nature. I don't mean anything. I'll come and help at the invitation of the elves." A middle-aged man in a shabby gray robe, with a wrinkled face and a beard and hair, came out on the other side of the stream.

The man, who claimed to be the son of nature, had a dull face. It seemed that he had not communicated with others for a long time. When he spoke, he seemed to be a bit urgent. He repeated, "no malice, we, people of the same trade."

The Ranger Alex angrily threw his camouflage clothes on the ground.

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