One Eyed Monster

Baharuo has always had confidence in his nose. He is a member of the hounds and the leader among the hunters. It is difficult to gain a foothold among a bunch of picky hunters if the secret skills are not proficient. .

But at this moment, Baharuo couldn't smell any smell on the Gulu Mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that this mountain is a dead mountain, but the tall and lush pines and cypresses told him that it didn't seem to be the case. So he walked carefully to the side of the pine and cypress that was crooked on the edge of the mountain road and sniffed, but still found nothing.

In principle, any utensil will have a residual smell, even if it is a dead object, there will be a residual smell. Although Baharuo's nose does not smell on the dead object, it is still very useful for ordinary things.

But he can't smell any smell on this mountain now, it seems that his nose is malfunctioning.

"Before that, did you find any abnormalities in your secret hearing skills?" Hector didn't know the hunter's spiritual perception skills very well. At best, he only knew a little bit of fur, but he saw Baharuo's decisive seriousness. With a demeanor, he couldn't help being interested.

"In the beginning, there was a scent when I went up the mountain. I used this scent to trace this master." Baharo turned towards Stanthor Sol Nunu. Obviously Stanthor’s strength is currently the best among this group of people. There is no doubt about this.

"According to you, this is another person behind the scenes." Hector followed Bajaro's words and said, wanting to see what is so special about this guy who was recruited by the chief, at least judging from his skill. , This guy is at least thirty miles away in the alchemy workshop, there is no special place.

"I can't say for sure. I'm weak, so I don't dare to make false statements."

Baharuo is not a fool. Although the scene in front of him will not find a way out of the mountain, it is the result of the efforts of the masters around him. He dare not offend these masters who directly use force at every turn. , Even if what he found was correct, at this moment he would treat it as an unknowing guess.

Because no master would like a weak to point out their shortcomings.

Jorah and Stanthor both closed their eyes, and apparently they also heard the conversation between Hector and Bajaro.

And they also felt that the spiritual feedback around them was a bit abnormal.

It seems that their own spiritual power encountered a certain resistance when they went out to explore, and what they gave back was a blank.

Spiritual power exploration is a further step of spiritual power perception. Only high-level and above occupations can be used proficiently. Although Baharuo barely counts as a high-level hunter, it has not yet mastered the fur of spiritual power exploration.

Spiritual power exploration is the user transforming his spiritual power reserve into a part of his body for long-distance observation. Generally, fighters like to turn into eyes, hunters like to turn into noses, and alchemists naturally like to turn into hands. This difference is normal. After all, every professional expert likes to explore the world in a familiar way.

"What do you think?" Qiao La opened her eyes and stared up at Stan. It was obvious that he thought the judgment of this mysterious hunter was very important.

"Like, he, said." Stanthor did not open his eyes, and pointed at Baharuo with a finger.

"Oh, it seems that there is still some commonality between hunters and hunters." Although the data collection skills of the alchemy workshop are not as good as the dark organizations such as the black crows, they are still very much in their alchemy formation. care. Although their alchemy formation failed to understand the current secrets of Gulu Mountain, they still did a lot of homework for Stanthor's concern.

"Latecomers, superiors, we, only, can, and fusion." Stanthor said in a few words the bitter course of the ancient hunters along the way.

"I hope you have a good ending, and the stars in the sky bless you."

"We, they, all, disbelief, stars."

"Oh, yes, I forgot, the guys in the dark pavilion worship Moonlight."

The Dark Pavilion is the most conspicuous hunter organization in the Uween Continent. This organization is also one of the more mysterious organizations in this continent. It combines notoriety and prestige. All kinds of assassinations, assassinations, robberies and robberies do everything. As long as they are offered a sufficient price, they can do anything, and as long as they take over the work, there is no saying that it is impossible.

Jora obviously regarded Stanthor as a member of the Dark Pavilion.

Compared with Baharuo's hounds, Ange's style is much higher, so Baharuo's mouth can't close.

"I, and, secret, nothing." Stanthor still denied Jorah's conjecture.

"Hehe, interesting. Hunters are different from other professions. They are more chicken thieves. In my impression, it seems that they can interfere with spiritual exploration with scents, and only high-level hunters can do this kind of thing." La Man stood up from the ground carelessly, patted the dust on her body, and smiled at Stanthor, "You say yes."

"Moon, good at, hidden, different, stars, only, shiny." Stanthor did not directly answer Jora’s question. In his opinion, the alchemist now has obvious hostility, and he doesn’t know which aspect of him. Aroused their suspicion.

"Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to aim at you. Everyone met right away. I just care about the big rabbit you met before..." Qiao La's eyes began to shine, as if she saw something extraordinary.

"Huh?" Stanthor's heart trembled, as if Jora had told a hidden secret.

"This world is very small, especially the world of professionals with spiritual perception. It can't be smaller. Do you think you can hide this secret?"

"You, what, mean?" Stanthor grabbed the shark beast in his hand, always ready.

In this situation, even Baharuo on the side was stunned and swallowed again and again.

"I'm not very familiar with the ancient hunters in the dark pavilion. The ancient hunters outside the dark pavilion are the ones in the legend. Your skill and the shark beast and flames on you are obviously from the Thor family."

"Then ~www.ltnovel.com~ again, what!"

"Not so good. It just so happens that our alchemy workshop also knows an ancient hunter from the Sol family, and we have been searching for him." Qiao La smiled brightly.

Stanthor's heart trembled again.

"And, rather unfortunately, we happen to know that this ancient hunter is best at obstructing others with smell." Qiao La continued her long talk.

Stanthor moved, seeming to acquiesce in everything Jora said.

"This tasteless hindrance, I think there is only one person who can create this kind of trap in this world. So what happened to that big rabbit? You can't know..."

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Before Jora could finish speaking, a big hole was opened in the ground in front of Stanthor. A large human-shaped rabbit held a scimitar in his hand and cut straight towards Jora...

"Hello, old friend!" Jora didn't feel nervous at all, instead she smiled.