Vol 2 Chapter 385: Follower

In this forest with only black and white, the difference between night and day is not very obvious. As a group of people get deeper and deeper into the forest, the white mist that has been lingering around everyone seems to be faintly fluorescent.
By counting the number of his heartbeats, the demon hunter estimated that it should be around seven o'clock in the evening, but in the forest, everything still looks the same as it was five hours ago.
The last time he was trapped in his own consciousness space and had a heart-to-heart talk with Wei Qi's birdman, Xu Yichen got used to this timing method.
The gray knight Delego, the armor giant who has met several times, often encounters the dilemma of time disorder, he no longer believes the time he saw.
This method is inherited from him.
Now it comes in handy.
There were no other unexpected teams along the way, and they unknowingly walked in the completely similar forest for nearly four hours.
If it weren't for the druids and elves who are masters of direction in the forest, they would have been completely lost at this time.
"Is this normal?" Ranger Alix asked the demon hunter quietly, "Why do I feel less dangerous than I thought?"
"You'd better pray. Before we reach the real goal, we will always keep quiet around." Xu Yichen glared at the ranger with the usual eyes of political commissars: "Otherwise, the next one I burned to ashes and brought home may be you. ."
"We are players, don't you need to be so serious?" Alix was taken aback, lowered his voice and said, "Although this game is really abnormal, even if I die, I can still come back to life... ...."
Xu Yichen was speechless for a while, he himself had not experienced death, and although the player Angus Carpenter in the battle group had experienced one death, it did not seem to have much influence.
Regarding the consequences of death, I heard from Yang Yuefan. Maybe one or two deaths will not have a great impact on the player?
He doesn't know how many deaths ordinary players will encounter in the game, but according to the situation of Antoni Grande, if the situation is not controlled, the death rate for ordinary players is almost 100%.
"Don't take the death here seriously. If you are used to this mentality, you are used to death in such a real game." The demon hunter quickly compiled a very reasonable nonsense: "You can easily be in the real In the world, the ability to judge danger is lost."
"Are you sure 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?"
Alix looked at his two hands carefully, and even the fingerprints were perfectly simulated.
With a cold sweat, the ranger imagined that after climbing out of the survival capsule, facing an unknown alien environment, he ventured with a mentality that he could be resurrected, and then died in a fateful ending.
"Well, what you said makes sense." The little Alix nodded like a peck, putting his game mentality aside.
In fact, the demon hunters themselves also felt that the surroundings were too quiet. When they first entered this contaminated area, they were attacked by a group of corrupted crows.
If that time, it was just an unconscious counterattack from the environment after being polluted by chaos, then the traps hit in the mutant greenskin camp were arranged in advance and waiting for them to be hooked.
In any case, this forest already knew they were coming.
Therefore, Xu Yichen has already done a battle, fighting while walking, and is ready to make a path to the center point.
However, nothing was born, and it seemed that the master who created this corrupted area didn't care about outsiders visiting.
This instead kept the demon hunter's heart hanging in the air, he didn't know when the attack would occur, and his nerves were always in a tight state.
Now he regrets that he didn't leave the fighting accelerator to enjoy alone.
Darth Moore's eyes were red, and he felt that his brain, which had finally calmed down, was about to be boiled again by the small traps of prisoners one after another.
The black warrior robe rebel hunter observes the trail in the forest with the unique visual mode of the demon hunter.
Unlike Xu Yichen, who was born almost in the wild from the wolf school, Darth Moore is an apprentice who can almost be regarded as an official demon hunter. He has passed all the trials and completed all the 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 his head, not daring to look directly at his teacher.
Since facing the source of chaos in the subspace, Darth Moore feels that his teacher has become more and more daunting. It is a kind of inner fear.
It is the sense of fear erupted from the depths of genes by lower creatures when facing natural enemies.
He didn't know what kind of gift his teacher got in the chaos, but he had seen the power of his teacher along the way from Kyle Morhan.
Darth Moore didn't understand why his teacher was so powerful and still had to escape from Kyle Morhan. If it were me, he thought, if it were me, I would kill all those corrupt hunters.
Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull master.
That will definitely please your new owner and make yourself stronger.
"But, I haven't yet. Your desire...Your urgency...I don't care at all." The husky male voice from the darkness made Darth Moore sober from his fantasy. Come here.
I don't know when the apprentice who was once again immersed in the fantasy of killing ~EbookFREE.me~ of power, broke out in a cold sweat.
In any case, he couldn't be like his own teacher, able to easily resist this kind of power he had fought against for hundreds of years. 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 can't become everything in the hands of Chaos. Remember my young apprentice, you have to learn more." The reminder from the teacher made Darth Moore from the dangerous again The edge wakes up.
"My plan, and the role you need to play in it, are all up to me. Listen to my words, my young apprentice." The male voice in the dark said in an unwavering tone: "Your anger... ...You crave power and make you stupid, but if you threaten my plans and actions...it will not be the demon hunter who destroys you."
　　
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