The gray wolf's struggle was of no use and had the opposite effect.

In addition to burrowing into the body from the mouth, there are also some grass threads along the rest of the pores of the gray wolf's head, such as the nostrils and ears into the body. There are even some grass silks that rip open the closed eyelids of gray wolves, bypass the eyeballs, and enter the depths of the skull, invading the most fragile brains.

The next moment, the gray wolf twitched violently, his whole body softened, and he did not die, but lost all the ability to resist, and looked ahead with a dull gaze.

"Brush!"

The branches of the giant tree drooped down again, and the gray wolf, which was motionless, rolled up and threw it into the hollow of the tree.

After a while, the face on the trunk of the tree showed a somewhat vigilant and solemn expression.

After a few seconds, his face became a little sly again, and after a slow smile, he returned to normal.

In place, it looked like nothing had happened, except for some bloody air.

......

The other side.

Richard, Pobobeo Vicky, and Hero continued deeper into the forest until late evening.

The trio appeared in a clearing, looking around with a little vigilance, checking for clues - this was the place where the third exploration team had been killed, and the only person who had escaped before could provide limited clues, so the three of them worked hard to gather more information and try to reconstruct the scene that had happened here.

At this time, the corpses of the wizards of the Order of Truth who died in the clearing had long since disappeared without a trace, and had been taken by the carnivores present in the forest to store food, leaving only some fragments of clothing and vague traces of battle.

The three of them studied this for a long time, and speculated that the original exploration team and the enemy had a fierce head-to-head confrontation. However, the exploration team was not defeated head-on, but was attacked by some unknown sneak attack, resulting in a mixed formation and inability to cooperate, and was slaughtered.

"It's a pity. After researching, Helo dropped a fragment of his clothes and said with some regret, "If there is a complete corpse in place, maybe we can use the pre-tied spell to get more information." But now let's not talk about the corpse, there is not even a certain part of the corpse, and I can only guess uncertainly. ”

Pobobo Vic carefully picked up the fragments of Helo's clothes, took a few steps away, fiddled for a while, looked at Helo and asked, "I remember, there are some pre-spells, as long as you get the items that the deceased touched, you can use psychic methods to obtain information, don't you?"

Hearing this, Harrow glanced at Popobo Vic, was not angry, and asked slowly, "Who did you listen to?"

"This ......," Popobo Vic's expression froze, "I used to be a wizard friend who didn't know him very well. ”

"I guess you and your wizard friend aren't very familiar with pre-spells, right?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because if one of you two is familiar with prophecy spells, there won't be this kind of conversation. Harrow replied, "Pre-spelling is indeed magical, but it is not a panacea, and even in most cases, it is a relatively inferior means, a last resort.

Prophecy spells have too many uncertainties and limitations, as you said, as long as you can get the items that the deceased have touched, you can use psychic methods to obtain information, that is already the realm of the gods, and wizards can't do it at all. ”

"Not really. "My wizard friend said that according to some documents, ancient wizards were able to do it a long time ago. ”

"Once upon a time, ancient wizards?" said Herlo, who did not expect Pobobo Vic to say that, paused for a moment, and said noncommittally, "maybe." But the ancient prophecy spells have been lost too much, and in this era, they really can't do it. ”

Popovic shrugged and didn't dwell on that anymore.

At this time, Richard spoke up not far away: "You two, come and see here." ”

"What?" Popbovich and Harrow walked over and saw Richard crouching, observing a small patch of grass that had been slightly bent beside him.

"It's some kind of creature not so long ago, walking through here, leaving traces. Richard said.

"So?" asked Pobobo Vic.

Richard spoke up: "As I said before, the animals in this forest, because of the manipulation of the culprit, are deliberately hiding in us. If an animal is in our area, it is naturally abnormal.

You see, this trace was not left in a hurry, notice the direction in which the grass is bent, there are several differences, it should have wandered here. This shows that the other party is definitely not an animal that was driven away by the culprit and fled from us, and it is very likely that it is an animal specially arranged by the culprit. ”

"Is it monitoring our eyeliner?" asked Herlo, guessingly, looking at Richard.

"Not really. Richard shook his head, "If it's eyeliner, there's no point in lingering here." I'm more inclined to have the other person as an ambusher than eyeliner. ”

"Ambush us?" asked Pobokovich.

"Yes, ambush us. Richard said, "This is the scene of the slaughter of the third exploration team, and if we encounter it, we will stop at it for reason." Then you can take advantage of this and carry out an ambush attack. ”

"So what are we going to do? find each other first, and then destroy the other party's ambush?" Helo suggested.

"Don't bother. Richard shook his head and said, "If the other side really wants to ambush us, then they should be ready to fight us, in other words, they are ready to fight us in a decisive battle - isn't that what we want?"

Let's just wait here, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to attack, their ambush will naturally not be effective, and we can save some effort to see the real details of the other party. ”

After listening to Richard's words, Pobov Vicky and Harrow thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said, "Okay, just do it." ”

......

The night went down.

The night in the forest is much darker than the night in the wilderness, because of the shelter of many tall trees. Even in the clearing in the forest, that hasn't changed much.

Richard, Bobobo Vicch, and Harrow rested in silence in the clearing, as if soaked in sticky ink. The humid and cold air in the night hovered around, like a hungry devil, constantly looking for possible loopholes, ready to take advantage of the void, but was blocked again and again by the invisible force field maintained by the three of them.

Everything is incredibly quiet, like a dark oil painting, like a group of statues.

This went on for a long time, until a faint gust of wind appeared.

"Whew-"

The wind blew from the side, swept against the ground, and then jerked high, leaving in one direction, like a mischievous elf.

Harrow's eyes opened, and he looked into the depths of the night perceptively.