Zhao Mai's nervous sweat slid from his forehead, and his ever-accelerating heartbeat and his attempt to breathe lightly created a conflict, which brought him a sense of dizziness. Even when facing the dog-killer, he was not as nervous as he is now. Perhaps he had fought with dog-killer, goblins, and orcs countless times in various electronic games and lost his sense of strangeness. However, the sudden appearance of corpses by the river is definitely not a common situation.

He had to go and see it no matter what, and had to know what had happened before he could decide what to do next. Zhao Mai forced himself to calm down, let go of distracting thoughts, and repeatedly observe the surrounding environment. Only then did he carefully come out of his hiding place.

Under the willow tree, there was indeed the corpse of a cheetah. Its body was twisted into a twist from the middle, and its two front legs and two hind legs formed an angle of 180 degrees. It seems that after crossing the river, Lucius and the others encountered an attack. Could that arm be Lucius?

"How could it be?!" Zhao Mai pushed away the withered willow branches and saw the corpse's face. Eagle-winged Druidal's eyes were wide open, and a big hole was broken in his heart, and the blood had already dried up. Judging from his appearance, he must have experienced a hard fight before his death. His limbs and torso were covered with tiny wounds, as if he had been pulled by a wire rope.

The druid died for less than one day, so he had not smelled odor. Zhao Mai was able to resist the discomfort and pulled his body out of the willow tree. His fatal wound was the heart piercing wound. Judging from the rolling of flesh, it should have been penetrated from behind and penetrated from his chest. His weapons and equipment were not on his body, and even the pockets under his robe were clean. This made Zhao Mai have to wonder if Dale was captured first and then executed?

There are no traces of other people around, and Zhao Mai can't track footprints yet, so he is at a loss. The most important thing now is to rush back to the community as soon as possible and tell the druids the news. However, he cannot expose his body to broad daylight!

Although he had not been together for a long time, Dale gave Zhao Mai a good feeling. He was able to calm down and listen to the young man's statement, and quickly agreed to reward him with the disease-removing agent. Zhao Mai estimated that the value of a bottle of third-level spell was about 750 gold coins, and a training task for a junior apprentice would never have such benefits.

Moreover, while marching along the way, Dale from the Eagle Wing Community was able to treat everyone equally, and sometimes even take care of Zhao Mai, who was relatively slow. This was a heartwarming feeling for Zhao Mai who broke into this world alone.

"Mr. Dale, I want to bury you underground, but I'm afraid I can't do it. I don't have the tools to dig, and the river water is full of woods, and the underground is mixed, so I can't dig a large enough pit." Zhao Mai looked at Dale's wide eyes and said, "There are no fish in the oil smoke river, and the water burial effect will not be good. If your soaked corpse floats to Wolf-Ear Town, what will it do there? So I can only choose to ignite you and use the form of cremation."

After saying that, Zhao Mai reached out and closed Dale's eyelids according to the method he saw in the film and television program. It is said that it is difficult to ignite the human body, and the more branches you need, the better. Zhao Mai was not like some druids, and he was reluctant to destroy the branches. After more than two hours, Zhao Mai built a crematorium by the river.

"A normal cremation pile needs to be added, so keep it simple." Zhao Mai used the musket igniting the bark fibers and slowly raised the fire. He took care of the fire patiently until he was sure that all parts were burning.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I have limited ability." Zhao Mai looked at Dale's body swallowed by flames and said the last farewell to him: "Although it is not able to be buried, the power of nature will eventually have your body, and the Force will accept your soul. I don't know if this is right, I hope you won't mind."

After doing all this, he immediately left with the reserved grain and moved towards the direction of the Druid community in his memory.

Further westward, a strange team was slowly moving forward in the deep forest about thirty kilometers away from them. Leading were two earthen monsters, like a one hundred times magnified unicorn fairy. The huge pliers-shaped claws had serrated edges that could cut through the trees blocking the road. Then they would use their long and hard unicorns to push the trunk to one side and clear out a road.

Following them were four trolls, who carried a sedan chair together, carefully maintaining balance, and following the earth trolls. The sedan chair was surrounded by thick curtains to form a small house, and it was impossible to see who was riding inside or what was riding inside.

From time to time, some gray mist floats out from the gaps in the curtains and slowly settles towards the ground. Some weak lives such as moss and mushrooms quickly lose their vitality after being touched by the gray mist, and turn from growth to aging, and die soon.

Following the sedan were two strong bear goblins, their exposed bodies had solid muscles, and a huge head was pressed on their hairy shoulders. The mouth with lower fangs was chewing raw meat, and it seemed that they had just taken it off from some animal. Their eyes looked around, constantly detecting the surrounding situation, and from time to time looked at a large cage carried by the troll behind them.

Lucius, Aphra and Ziyue were locked inside, with hands and feet tied, and their mouths were not stuffed with smelly cloth strips. As long as they moved, they would be beaten by the bear goblins following behind with long sticks. It was okay to whisper in a low voice, but they really dared to shout loudly and just stick hard.

This is how Zi Yue came from a big bag on her head.

"You said, what are they going to do, why are they going deep into the farmer's forest?" Ziyue rubbed the swollen bag with her hands, and whispered to Aphra and Lucius.

Lucius was left with only a pair of shorts, his strong body was covered with stains, making him look embarrassed. There was a very obvious mark on his neck, which was still a blue-purple bruise. From time to time, Lucius would stroke the scar with his hands, as if he could feel the horror of the rope wrapping his neck tightly and then pulling it into the water hard.

However, these wounds were not as good as his inner pain. The cheetah died in front of him, which caused a serious blow to him. Alfra looked at the despair that popped up from time to time in his eyes, a kind of despair caused by shock and sorrow. She began to worry about Lucius' state, fearing that he would lose his calmness at any time. It's okay for the time being, Lucius was a little tired but not decadent, and still maintained his usual rationality: "In the Farmer Forest, what else is worthy of these people's attention besides the Infinite Walker Community?"

"Even if he is very powerful and killed Mr. Dalle, the druid masters in the community are not easy to mess with. He will definitely be defeated." Zi Yue curled her lips and made a gesture of "Go to die and you" to the sedan chair.

"This is exactly why we are still alive." Aphra suddenly spoke.

"We have no exchange value!" Zi Yue was a little confused: "Besides, the Instagram Walker is not rich, so he is far from being as good as the Eagle Wings, right? What do they want?"
Chapter completed!