Chapter 184

Okas' eyes were filled with hatred, as if he had returned to that desperate day.

"What does that have to do with us?" Wudie gritted her teeth, "We, the pink cat sub-humans, have never invaded other people's homes."

"Hehe, all sub-humans are the same to us humans, just the sinful products of humans and livestock." Okas raised his long knife, his fighting spirit surging, "There's nothing to say, come on!"

"That's right, according to the contract, I will kill the hunter. Besides, I'm very unhappy now and need to vent."

The tall woman wrapped in a purple-red robe walked out of the folding door with enchanting steps, and with a wave of her hand, the magic folding door closed.

"Miss Ghost, then I'll trouble you, thanks to you, we can find the hunter." Wudie was very relieved, "The commission is worth it."

Although she couldn't kill Simon, the demand side, but killing the hunter, the supply side, could still help the race.

"You're welcome."

A pair of black fox ears swayed slightly, and the charming snow-white long legs stretched out from the robe, exposing the big furry tail. The woman just stood there, exuding a charm that made it difficult for people to look away.

"Black fox demi-human... no wonder she knows magic."

Ocas couldn't see her face, and little Ocas reacted uncontrollably. He licked the blade of the long knife, and the deep malice in his eyes was not concealed: "Damn, I actually became interested in demi-humans, what did you do to me?"

The black fox demi-human, known as the ghost, waved the fan in his hand and said in a numb tone: "Racial talent."

"This smell is so familiar, haha, you are the merchant who sells magic materials. There are demi-humans mixed in the human gathering, what is Simon doing for a living . "

"Just pay the money. If you have enough gold coins, you can enter even the royal ballroom."

"How are you going to fight me? Take off your clothes, stick your body out, and then use your proud body to squeeze me dry? Beast." Ocas laughed, "I caught a bunch of fox sub-people and sent them to the Colosseum to be slaughtered. Soon you will be the next one."

"You will not be able to laugh soon."

The ghost turned the fan and turned it into a shining artifact sword with evil spirits. With a wave of his left hand, a ball of ghostly blue fox fire came into his hand.

"Ni Ma... Chosen One? Or a magic warrior."

Ocas was confused, and cold sweat instantly flowed down. He thought it was an ordinary mage at first.

Magic warrior is a kind of profession. Those who use magic and melee weapons at the same time can be called magic warriors. Similar to melee mages, but more focused on warriors.

Both sides were murderous and the battle was about to break out.

"Kill!"

Wu Die pulled out the dagger with a twist of her wrist, and her figure disappeared strangely, but in fact she turned into a shadow, and appeared in front of the slave-catching team members in an instant under the cover of darkness. With a flash of black light, the dagger pierced the slave-catching team members' unprotected necks from bottom to top.

"Puff~"

Blood splashed out like a fountain.

As if it was a signal, everyone moved, and a melee broke out between the two sides in an instant.

"Kill them all! Level 3 Dou Qi, Absolute Slash!"

Ocas roared, and the village of his childhood seemed to reappear in front of him. Layers of pigmen rushed into the village, chopped off the legs of people when they saw them, and then ate them alive. He laughed wildly: "This time, I won't run away."

"I won't pity you."

The ghost waved his left hand: "Level 3 magic, wind wall."

"Buzz~"

There was a bang, and the calm forest suddenly blew out a whirlwind that was so fast that it almost tore the sight. The wind wall formed by the countless wind blades strangled and rotated suddenly took shape.

The fallen leaves caught in it broke and turned into powder.

Absolute Slash and the wind wall collided fiercely, making a violent explosion, and the abilities of both sides tore and collided with each other.

Ocas' heart suddenly beat wildly, and his head quickly turned. A silver light flew across his cheek, leaving a blood mark on his face.

"So strong, worthy of being the Chosen One."

Using the impact of the collision, Ocas retreated violently, and the long sword in his hand had already broken a hole.

"Where have you been? Poor little thing." The fox fire in the ghost's left hand flashed, "Magic, invisibility."

Looking at the enemy who disappeared out of thin air, Ocas's face was pale, and sweat ran down his forehead: "What kind of fighting style is this, damn, the Chosen One has too many methods."

His heart was pounding violently. Ocas's years of hunting experience made his hair stand on end, and he immediately chose to fall to the right front.

The next moment, a sudden black knife light slashed out of thin air.

"Puff~"

Ocaston felt dizzy and fell to the ground like a bag of flour. Just as he was about to stand up, a strange sense of imbalance made him fall inexplicably.

"My hand!"Okas looked again and saw that his left hand had been cut off, blood spurting out. He quickly wrapped it with his clothes and rolled to avoid the second knife.

Looking up again, the fox subhuman disappeared again.

"Damn it, come out, bitch, fight me head-on!"

Okas roared madly. He saw that his team members could no longer hold on.

The battle between the slave-hunting team members and the subhuman warriors also became fierce. The number of people was already at a disadvantage. The subhumans were still wearing leather armor and their weapons were also standard long swords and spears, which gave them an advantage.

Okas saw with his own eyes that his trusted team members were stabbed into the chest by three or four spears and fell to the ground. His eyes were still wide open and he was mumbling as if he had something to say, but he was immediately stabbed twice by the violent subhuman soldiers, and his last spirit quickly dissipated.

What made him even more upset was that the enemy also had a chosen one. Although Wudie was not strong in frontal combat, she could still easily crush ordinary people with little armor.

After just a moment of confrontation, some of the slave-catching team fled and surrendered.

Okas waved his long sword desperately, trying to force the fox-like people out: "Get out! Get out!"

"Are you afraid too?"

Along with the sword energy, the ghost suddenly appeared, and Okas' legs separated in an instant.

"We are all level three, but I am like an ant, being manipulated at will. This world is too unfair. I have been training so hard." Okas smiled bitterly and propped himself up with the broken sword. "Haha, I failed today, but someone will inherit our will."

"We have it too."

The ghost did not attack him easily, but took elegant steps and emerged from the invisible state: "The struggle between races is a life-and-death struggle. Don't look so bitter and resentful, and face death calmly."

"Level 3 magic skill, ink and water curse!"

The violent black and white sword energy turned into strange runes like tadpoles, which were cut out layer by layer, and the ferocious fox fire followed closely, like a huge torrent, instantly drowning the struggling Ocas.