Brand, who was ambushed, was about to be injured by the attacker, but the attacker stopped his attack just as he was about to succeed. The electric shock that the mage had condensed in a critical moment was ready to be released. The two of them maintained a distance of three steps and sized each other up.
"It's you!" The two of them spoke at the same time, but the person's accent was a little strange. It was the Shadow Hunter who had stopped them one night.
The other party kept the two crescent-shaped long blades on his back to show that he had no ill intentions. Brand also temporarily dissipated the completed spell. Fortunately, it was not a channeling spell, or else he really would not have been able to stop it.
This time, Brand finally got a clear look at the other party's appearance. He was slightly taller than an ordinary person, but his arms and legs looked very slender. His skin seemed to be different from the rumored elves. His exposed face and hands were obviously grayish-black. He seemed to be a little unhealthy?!
The Shadow Hunter reported his name. According to human pronunciation, he should be called Ito. This incredibly handsome elf had messy hair and his clothes were covered in scars from the branches of the trees. He looked a little flustered. Brand could not figure out why Ito would suddenly appear in this desolate place. Moreover, Ito was like a stray dog, equivalent to a human profession at level-14 or level-5 Shadow Hunter.
" We have suffered heavy casualties. Our brothers and sisters have all died gloriously in battle. We have to send the message back." Even though the words were jumbled up and the expression was vague, Brand still understood what the other party was saying. He passed the water bag that he carried with him to the handsome Ito.
Yi Tu gulped down half a bag of water without any manners, and his face finally looked much better. He said in a hoarse voice,""You…and your teacher are both kind people. Perhaps I can ask you for a favor?”，Hmph, hmph, he said it very smoothly when he asked for help. God knows what kind of disaster it was.
Brand wanted to disagree, but he wasn't sure if the other party would turn hostile and hurt him. He hesitated for a moment before saying," I'm just a level-8 battle wizard. If you can't do it, how can I? This is…" This sentence was half true and half false. The mage had guessed that perhaps the other party wanted to ask him to help deliver the letter. If that was the case, it was not impossible.
With the Shadow Hunter's explanation, Brand finally understood the whole story. The ring was left behind by a scout among the elves. The scout was sent out to investigate the pollution of the Moon Well. As for the Moon Well, it was recorded in the ancient books. It was said that it was good for healing injuries and restoring physical strength and magic power.
However, one of the scouts that had been sent out seemed to have discovered something. He was brutally killed and his body was not left behind. However, the wooden leaf ring had more or less preserved the soul of the elf scout, which was why there was an attack in the middle of the night. Speaking of which, Brand's last encounter was purely an unexpected disaster. Fortunately, Ito had probed and determined that the other party could not be the one who killed the elf scout. Otherwise, he would not have retreated and chased after the ring.
Brand felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. Since when did being weak become a protective talisman? Fortunately, Ito was not a cruel and murderous person. Perhaps the elves had always believed in the way of nature. Otherwise, he would have died a long time ago.
" Come with me and kill it," the handsome elf said through gritted teeth. His handsome face, which could charm many noble ladies and young ladies, looked rather attractive no matter how fierce he was. In fact, when he pretended to gnash his teeth, he looked even more evil. Even Brand and Loren had been together for a long time, but when comparing the two, he had to admit that if it wasn't for the difference in skin color, Ito would probably be more suitable to be a gigolo than Loren, and a professional one at that.
Ito had no idea what Brand was thinking, but after he repeated what he had just said, the mage, who had finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter, was suddenly confused again. "Kill who?"
" That demon has been severely injured. It can't run away. I can't do anything about it. Kill it. You're our friend." The Shadow Hunter's words were a little incoherent in his agitation. After he finished speaking, he spat out a few mouthfuls of green blood. Suppressing the thought of using a small bottle to contain the elven blood and bring it back for research, Brand replied angrily," If you can't do it, even Master Ander might not be able to settle it easily."
" Cough cough…" Another mouthful of blood was spat out. He almost thought that the other party was going to turn hostile, but he saw Ito fall heavily in front of him and said incoherently,"" It's dying, please, please…" The elf's eyes were tightly shut, and her mouth and chest were stained with blood. Her hands were tightly gripping Brand's robe.
The mage was so embarrassed that he could only squat down and hold the other party's arm in an attempt to help him stand up. Seeing that Ito, who was about to die, was still thinking about what had just happened, he blurted out," I'll go take a look…" Then, he felt a little regretful and hurriedly added," If it's not possible, I won't force myself on you, even if you fall out with me afterward." Ito, who was already half-unconscious, pointed behind him with a pale face and said,"" Not far…Hurry."
She hated herself for being too weak and not being able to see others begging her, especially those who were about to die. Unfortunately, he had already agreed, so he had to do his best…
Brand, who had gained some insight, immediately summoned the Celestial Hound. Originally, a level eight speech spirit could summon a goat-horned demon. This demon's strength and vitality were much stronger than the Celestial Hound, but because he had spent some time mastering the summoning of the Celestial Hound, this level seven summoned creature was not weaker than the goat-horned demon. In fact, it was even more agile and sensitive.
Looking at the Celestial Hound that was obviously very friendly to him, Brand could not help but be surprised to discover that it was the one he had summoned last time.! Could it be that he could summon the same Otherworld Servant over and over again? Wasn't it said that Otherworld Servants were summoned purely based on the type and the ability of the caster? Could it be the effect of his mind?
The mage, who had no time to be distracted for the time being, comforted the lively Celestial Hound, and under the effect of Haste, he headed in the direction pointed by Ito.
After walking for about a quarter of an hourglass, the mage found half a piece of cloth on the ground. Combined with Ito's disheveled appearance, he could roughly recognize that it was the cloak worn by the elves. There were green bloodstains on the edge of the torn cloth, and there seemed to be burnt marks. Perhaps the other party was not far away.
Brand, who was getting more and more careful, gave the tattered cloth to the Celestial Hound to sniff. Actually, he wasn't very confident, because it was uncertain how much of a creature's instincts a summoned creature retained. Only when the caster was strong enough could the summoned creature not be weakened too much. The Celestial Hound in front of him wasn't too sure what was going on. At least its sense of smell seemed to be very sensitive, and it accurately pointed out the location to the mage.
Just as the man and the dog were about to get close to the dense forest thirty steps away, a strong sense of oppression made the mage's legs go soft and he almost lost his balance. As a summoned creature, the Celestial Hound was not affected much. Had he been discovered? Shocked and furious, Brand didn't have time to check carefully. He was certain that the enemy was in the bushes. In an extremely short period of time, a fireball took shape and flew out.
With a boom, he hit his target. Having suffered enough from the demonic antelope, Brand did not dare to let his guard down. He took out the Song of Fate and cast a Gravity spell on the trees that had been blown up by the extremely high temperature fireball. The branches that were still burning collapsed, and the figure hidden in them slowly stood up on the fire.
"Elves! Ramsay should have killed you and your companions!! Now, feel the fear of death. The distance of 30 steps that an ordinary person would take several breaths to cover seemed to have become a small quagmire on the street after a rainy day in front of the tall figure roaring in the fire. Just a jump had shortened the distance by half.
There was nothing in its way, and it was so close that it could clearly see the other party's background. It was bald, had long and narrow ears, and was red all over. An ordinary person was only half its height. The fingernails on its two huge palms were almost the same as ten small daggers. It was unknown if there was a tail on its back.
This was not an existence from the human world. Brand knew very well that the terrifying monster in front of him was a creature from hell-the Claw Splitter Demon.
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