Fairyland, big problem

The dark fighters sent by the strategy headquarters have huge advantages. It is obvious that they send elites based on evil spirits, and the highest level of evil spirits within the combat judgment range is level 44.

Looking at the back of the field, the royal family sent a girl in a tight combat uniform and a windbreaker.

His face was clear and handsome, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly with his movements.

The type of practice that the royal family is good at is formation, back row support, and occasionally assists in attack.

It can be seen that for this twenty-five-year-old girl, it is quite difficult to support the elite leader of the Moon-rank Dark Reaver, and her eyes can't even keep up with the movements of her teammates.

Fortunately, after a little bit of hard work, the evil spirits were tightly wrapped in a crimson striped seal, and the strategy headquarters will capture these guys alive and bring them back for research.

If it weren't for this level of consideration, the battle would have ended long ago.

Roar--

In the middle of the battlefield, only the evil spirit that still has the ability to move is screaming at the sky, like a desperate and hysterical downcast.

"careful!"

The team leader reminded everyone to be alert. There are too many unknowns about these evil creatures that produce tyrannical toxins, so we have to guard against them.

It is expected that it will be difficult to fly with its wings, and the darker will open a barrier to guard against possible life-threatening attacks in the future.

Wen Jiu was very calm, and the evil Soothsayer roared at the sky, he had seen it before.

They didn't yell out why, and went to pick up the mushrooms again.

This time it was obviously different, the evil spirit with its head raised and roaring spewed out a large amount of tyrannical toxin.

For the convenience of lightning strikes, the dark fighters did not wear bloated protective clothing, and each combined to block the poisonous gas, without the slightest intention to give extra care to the royal family members.

Wen Jiu had already put on a simple protective mask, locking onto the roaring evil spirit deep in the tyrannical toxin.

A mass of air with a ferocious black face shot straight into the sky.

Wen Jiu's eyes froze, and he was about to remind that the leader of the Sower of Darkness had ordered to use spells to dispel the tyrannical toxin.

boom--

The high-altitude wind slammed down, engulfing fresh air and sweeping out a vacuum in the forest.

From the moment the evil spirit roared and spewed out the tyrannical poison to the venue being temporarily emptied, within thirty or forty seconds, the humanoid body fell to the ground and lost its vitality.

"Self-destructed?"

The leader of the Sower of Darkness continued the words of the adjutant, "It seems that he released all the tyrannical toxins in his body and committed suicide."

"wrong."

Swish——

A figure chased up to the sky, startling the Dark Souls.

"Who was that just now?"

"Freelancer..."

The armored crow flying in the night sky looked around blankly, 【Director, what are we chasing? 】

"I don't know either."

Wen Jiu's answer was a bit confusing, but there was really no way to elaborate further.

Just now, when the battle process was terminated, the leader of the Sower of Darkness said that the evil spirit committed suicide, which is not the case.

The player's perspective is very clear, and the enemy individual, which is almost full of blood, leaves the battlefield.

The human-shaped air mass ejected from the mouth of the evil spirit went straight to the sky, which was a bit like a golden cicada shedding its shell. The zombie-like body was just a shell, and the real soul itself came out of the body.

Thinking back to those evil spirits who gathered together to eat poisonous mushrooms and meditate, screaming at the sky from time to time, they should all be pursuing this stage of soul-body detachment.

The "out of body" period for cultivators?

Recalling carefully, the moment the white shadow soared into the sky, the surroundings were surrounded by black air.

That's the smoky thin line, the smoky thin line that represents negative emotions.

This thing is rarely seen on evil things. After all, it belongs to the food of evil things and is eaten directly.

Thin lines of black smoke can be seen on the white shadow out of the body, indicating that the thing may have some humanity.

"The scout over there."

Below the forest, the leader of the Dark Souls waved Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu had already lost the trace of the evil spirit, and the cursed doll had no time to eat its evil psionic energy fluctuations, the clues were temporarily cut off, and he had to return to the ground.

"Good evening."

"Hahaha, little brother, thank you for your help."

"Me? How can I help you?"

The team leader put his arms around Wen Jiu's shoulders with a smile, and moved his head closer. There was a faint smell of gunpowder and engine oil on his body.

"You are a freelance investigator sent by District 6 to carry out a secret mission."

Hearing the low voice, Wen Jiu's movements froze.

The team leader patted Wen Jiu on the shoulder again, "Don't worry, we came directly from the Strategy Headquarters."

The so-called secret missions are only kept secret from the Yanling urban agglomeration. The strategic headquarters of the 5th district and the royal family know that the 6th district has sent a few particularly capable freelance investigators.

The reason why Wen Jiu was recognized is very simple.

The Strategy Headquarters had just received the information and finished the meeting, and quickly dispatched a transport plane to air-drop the Dark Souls into the Tyrannical Forest.

The information was given by the 6th district, and free scouts appeared at the first time to observe the battlefield calmly, so it could only be the support from the 6th district.

"It's amazing, I can't hide it from the team leader."

"Hahaha, you have to have some skills, otherwise, sitting in this position, it doesn't matter if you cheat yourself, you can't cheat your brothers."

The team leader invited Wen Jiu to evacuate together. The soothsayers who left from the tyrannical forest need to undergo a full-body examination to prevent nerve infection from magic toxins.

Especially those who came to participate in the blitz arrests, who did not have a full set of protective clothing and normal breathing, should be carefully checked.

Wen Jiu knew that his situation didn't need to be checked, so he still chose to go back with the team leader.

Previously, I had observed that the evil golden cicada escaped from its shell, so I had to tell them that the other party was from the strategy headquarters, so it was highly credible.

"Get up, get up, get up—"

"Be careful!"

Following the back-and-forth instructions, the transport plane lifted the human-shaped wooden box with a reinforced rope, and inside was the sealed evil spirit.

It is already very difficult to completely seal the evil together with the soul, and the level of evil spirits is even worse.

Only one of the six evil spirits in the previous battlefield was successfully sealed, and only one evil spirit was sealed in the other two points.

Wen Jiu and the dark fighters boarded the helicopter together with the sealed box and headed further north.

"Hello? Mu Shenzhou."

The team leader happily opened the video window, and brought Wen Jiula to his side, "Do you think I caught any suspicious people?"

"Damn it, I lost. I will mail you two good shishas tomorrow."

After they said this, Wen Jiu realized that he was actually bet on the handicap.

Mu Shenzhou and the leader of the Strategy Headquarters seemed to be betting on whether Wen Jiu could be caught within a few days.

Of course, Mu Shenzhou couldn't make a bet, and he was quite confident in his eccentric student, so he lost two good cigarettes in the end.

"Wen Jiu, you have let the organization down too much."

"It's Mr. Mu who is so disappointing! How can anyone bet on students?!"

Talking about the previous mission and confirming that the people around him are trustworthy, Wen Jiu said that the evil spirit in the upper part was not killed.

"Isn't it suicidal?"

"No, the evil spirit escaped."

"Huh?"

Beside the team leader, the adjutant expressed doubts.

He is a sideline output-type assassin who has always locked the fluctuations of the evil spirits of all the evil things in the field, and the corresponding evil spirits are either eliminated or sealed.

I didn't feel that any evil spirit could leave the battlefield.

Wen Jiu pondered for a while, the dark-slayer may make mistakes, but the news fed back from the game interface will never be wrong.

The evil spirit in the upper section was almost full of blood at that time, even if it committed suicide, there should be a process of deducting the life value.

In fact, the black question mark flicked back and moved horizontally out of the game interface.

This is an animation demonstration of a successful escape, the player, the elf, and the gray and black question mark all express escape in this way...