He easily hunted hundreds of mysterious monsters with his soul needle and used a secret method to cover up the smell of blood. A group of hunting elves finally returned to the canyon without any danger.

Looking at the safe and sound but empty canyon, Jevre and Quebrizia breathed a sigh of relief. With hundreds of prey, they saw the tribe members who were still scared in the underground cave.

"It's good to come back, as for prey, I'll talk about it later."

Looking at the unscathed hunting team, the wrinkled elf elder, who was still crying, he patted Brizia's shoulders on the shoulders.

"You have also sensed the terrifying and terrifying pressure, and have been hiding for so long? Several powerful people have passed by outside the tribe. Fortunately, they didn't care about our small tribe, otherwise you would probably not be able to see us."

Before Jevre and others could tell the specific situation, the elf elder would make up for it by himself.

"Really? Passing here too?"

Qubrizia was shocked and disbanded the team casually and dealt with the prey. Then he took Jevre and the Great Elder to walk quickly to the conference room.

In the not-so-spacious meeting room of the wooden house, the Elves Elder, Quebrizia, Amonlus and Jolinpas, a senior member of the tribe, and Jevre, sat at the round table one by one, with a complex expression on the discussion.

"Let Xiao Lei talk about what's going on first, he first noticed the abnormality."

Qubrizia's face turned pale and pushed Jevre directly to the front desk.

"At that time, we went to the surrounding area of ​​Emerald Lake to look for prey traces. If we accidentally discovered that two heavenly monsters were fighting on the lakeside, fighting against the dark and tragic. We had no choice but to stay away from the battlefield and hide our bodies."

As he spoke, Jevre was struggling and decided to tell the truth.

"Before we had time to hide for a long time, a sky-level demon suddenly flew over, and the two monsters fought together like they met their father-killing enemies. We didn't dare to stay too long. We dug a hole deep enough and hid deep in the ground for a while. After finding that there was nothing abnormal, we hurried back."

Jevre briefly introduced the process and described the messy battlefield within a radius of more than 400 miles. Several senior tribe leaders collectively fell silent with a gray face.

After a long time, the embarrassing elf elder continued to discuss with the other tribe's senior leaders on whether to transfer.

As an outsider, Jevre didn't dare to interrupt, but just listened silently without saying a word.

The fierce discussion of the tongue, spear, lips and sword was discussed for most of the time, and no one agreed.

However, Emerald Lake has completely become a taboo for the elves, and it is strictly forbidden to get close there to hunt again.

After all, there is a high possibility that there will be a heavenly monster in the Emerald Lake, so don’t commit suicide.

The elves who fled here are already so embarrassed that they have no high-level force at all. They should hide here and live carefully.

With a depressed mood, the elf senior executives parted ways.

Jevre didn't dare to say anything, so he went straight to the kitchen, greeted several worried elf chefs, and hurriedly made some meatballs and vegetable soup, filling his long-rebellious belly.

During this period, Jevre did not dare to use the spare dry food from the storage ring, and he was forced to go through it.

After the soup was full of food and food, Jevre did not wander around anymore, flew straight back to his wooden house, and fell asleep silently.

During this period, Jevre did not dare to take a real rest, and was always on guard against possible attacks.

As soon as I woke up, more than ten hours had passed.

The energetic Jevre went straight to the training ground and looked at the empty scene, which was a bit uncomfortable.

Amoncili and his elves followed the instructions of the Great Elder and hid in underground caves.

A small number of elves hide in the canyon and keep watch.

There were only a few elves chefs, several tribal seniors and the alert elves in the cave, who were still standing at their posts and could not get out.

He hovered around the empty canyon and discussed things with the elf elder for a while. Then, accompanied by Amonlus, Jevre arrived at the material warehouse.

Time is not waiting for me, and Jevre, who was hit by the powerful man in the heavenly level again, couldn't wait to complete the side mission.

After taking more than twenty different mysterious monsters, Jefrey studied them alone in the corner of the training ground.

He easily controls the ground-level dagger, removes feathers and scales, and separates the outer skin, tendons and bones layer by layer.

From time to time, taste the taste of different parts and observe the details in depth from time to time.

It took almost an hour before Jefrey turned a mysterious middle-level monster into a residue, and completely controlled the characteristics of this monster.

He raised his head and smiled at the elves in the dark, and cleaned up the blood-stained field, and Jevre continued to work hard.

Today, Jevre did not make any eight-star dishes, all of them were taken care of by Pasley's several elves chefs.

According to the Great Elder, now is a special period, everything is simple.

Don’t make any food items, so as not to break the rules.

Jevre followed the flow of good deeds, gnawed a few bites of the slightly improved elf barbecue, and continued to work hard on the task.

......

Jevre made rapid progress and took only four days to study all the mysterious monsters in the material warehouse.

Summoned the scarlet letter and looked at the mission progress of the thirty-nine/two hundred mysterious monsters and zero/twelve-hundred ground-level monsters, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If you continue to be trapped in the canyon, this side mission will not be completed in a short time.

After hesitating for three days, seeing that the ground-level ingredients in the material warehouse were getting less and less, and all the ground-level elves were shrinking and dieting, Jevre found the suffocated elf elder again.

"Great Elder, it's not OK to keep going like this! I believe you know better than me. You should send a hunting team to go out to hunt with me. At most, the number of people is small. Don't let any Xuan-level elves follow you, so as not to affect your speed."

After talking nonsense, Jevre finally convinced the worried elf elder and agreed to let Amonlus lead thirty earth-level elves out for hunting.

After all, looking at the tribe members who are struggling to save money, the elf elder also felt uncomfortable.

The Xuan-level prey brought back last time could not meet the physiological needs of the earth-level elves. If they were open, they would not last for two days.

According to Jevre's reminder, Amonlus specially selected a group of earth-level elves with outstanding speed. With the worried eyes of the elf elder, under the care of a group of worried elves, he resolutely stepped out of the canyon.

The Elves sighed silently, and after giving instructions to the guards hidden in the dark, he returned to the cave three thousand feet deep underground.

This is a retreat prepared by the coma leader. Against the backdrop of a large number of deliberately cultivated luminous plants, it is comparable to the size of five football fields, and it is brightly lit.

More than 2,800 tribe members were distributed around in groups of ten people under the guidance of the elves of Jolinpas and a group of elves.

The whispering sounds were like a large number of noisy ducks, constantly echoing in the hidden cave.

Recently, no expected danger was discovered, so the ban was released and the tribesmen were allowed to whisper.

In the days when the terrifying pressure came, the elf elder issued a ban and did not allow any tribe members to make a sound.

Even food is all solved by the stored dried fruits.

"I don't know when I can go out? It's so annoying to stay in the cave!"

"Wait slowly, haven't you seen the great elder's face look bad?"

"That's right, what if that terrifying Heavenly Level monster kills the horseback, do you still complain or not?"

......

"Why is Uncle Lei missing again? I miss the meatball soup so much!"

With his fingers on his face, Amoncili, who was full of frustration and listless, lay softly on a wooden bench, looking at the adult who was still a little frightened, while complaining to several good friends beside him.

"You said how long you'll stay here this time! It's too boring, can't sleep well, and can't eat well."

"I don't know either......"

The friend with the same delicate facial features said awkwardly, and was interrupted by the other friends next to him.

"Worry, the instructor is here! If you don't want to be punished to stand, just shut up for the time being."

Amoncili looked up and turned left, looking helplessly at the instructor who looked bad but slightly uneasy, shut up without hesitation.

Other places, the adult elves who were eating spare fruits also looked panicked and uneasy.

A faint and strange smell filled the cave, adding a little unique taste to the fruit.

Nestled in the underground cave, a group of elves had not taken care of their personal hygiene for many days. The beautiful three thousand green hair became greasy and smooth, and the fingers were covered with dust and dirt.

It's all like this, so how can it not have a weird smell?

This hiding cave was not designed well at the beginning, and the water source was not sufficient, so it could only cope with daily drinking. It was impossible to clean the body as usual.

The Elves looked at everything in front of him, and was quite helpless.

Before you get a definite reply, for the safety of the tribe, it’s better to stay here for a few more days.

Even if the tribe members are not used to it, they will resent their old bones.

......

Jevre walked in the middle of the team, deliberately avoiding the location where the heavenly monster appeared, concealed his body, and tried his best to activate his spiritual perception, heading south all the way.

There are very few monsters around the canyon, either they were killed by the elves, or they hid far away because of the remaining aura of the heavenly level monsters.

Jevre and his group of hunting elves walked nearly five hundred miles before they could see the quietly appearing low-level monsters.

It is these stupid low-level monsters that seem to be fearless, looking for fresh branches, leaves and grass buds everywhere.

Of course, some unlucky weird bugs were secretly eaten by flying birds.

As the saying goes, early bugs are eaten by birds.

They were all useless prey, too lazy to waste their energy, hide their bodies, and do not disturb the life of low-level monsters. They kept jumping among the trunks and tossing and turning, leaving the canyon for almost three thousand miles. Only after a group of hunting elves discovered a demon leopard in the middle of the earth level from afar.

The demon leopard has a slender figure, rich limbs and muscles, and its green and colorful fur is like a chameleon's skin. It quietly hides behind the giant tree, preparing to hunt down an equally ferocious double-winged demon tiger.

A pair of golden vertical pupils kept staring at the double-winged demon tiger in a sleepy state, ready to attack at any time.

Seeing this, Jevre was happy, quietly gliding for a few steps, a pair of hawk eyes winked at Amonlus just in case.

When it was only two miles away from the Demon Leopard and the Double-winged Demon Tiger, Jevre sent three thousand invisible and intangible soul needles into the soul space of the two monsters.

I don’t know if my mental attack is really powerful, or if the soul space of the monsters is much more fragile than that of demons and elves. In an instant, the two monsters that were sneak attacked by soul needles fell to the ground.

The four eclipsed big eyes have not closed yet, and they are typically dying with their eyes open.

After waiting for a few minutes, the colorful demon leopard and the double-winged demon tiger stopped twitching, Jevre asked Amonlus and other melon-eating elves to clean up their prey.

The two monsters are both average in size. Although they are both in the middle level of the earth level, they are only 150,000 pounds of ingredients.

This little food is far from enough for the daily consumption of tribe elves, so you have to continue looking for prey.

After using the secret technique to deal with the two unlucky preys, Jevre looked around with a solemn expression and continued to look for the target.
Chapter completed!