In the dim darkness, a strange procession was slowly moving along the path of the foothills.

It is pitch black like a giant rhino, but has three sharp-horned jackals on its forehead, a giant python that is 100 meters long, a brown strange bird that flutters its wings wildly but cannot fly, and even dozens of creatures that look like humans on the upper body but scorpions on the lower body.

If you look closely, you can see that almost all of them have suffered trauma recently, and some of them are even more serious, so they have slowed down the progress of the entire team.

At the head and end of the group was a human-like being in leather armor with bulging muscles and a bearded face, driving them away, keeping them moving at a steady pace and following their course.

Huge torches were tied to the horns of the huge jackals, and the crackling sound of the flames and the scalding grease dripping from the torches made the jackals snort.

But as soon as they dared to break the silence of the group, a long, slender but pitch-black whip would appear on their backs, and with a snap would mark the jackal's neck with a whip mark that was not light or heavy, but enough to shut them up.

The team of hundreds of demonic beasts did not move fast in this dimly lit environment, but there was no strange sound except for the breathing of these demonic beasts, the crackling sound of burning torches, and the occasional cry of pain from jackals.

However, when the long whip made a continuous 'pop' sound, all the demonic beasts immediately stopped advancing, and immediately lay down or lie down, or began to lick the wounds on their bodies, and began to rest or heal in a very orderly manner.

The shorter guy who had been walking at the front of the line immediately stopped moving forward when he heard the sound of the whip being pulled, turned around and ran all the way to the end of the line. He smiled at the burly, physically stronger, but black face as the bottom of a pot. "Black face, why don't you even see the front line this time, you need to go back......"

The crisp and soft voice was completely inconsistent with the size of the person who spoke, but the strong man who was rolling up the long whip in his hand became annoyed. "Don't call me blackface! I'm your brother!"

"Cut...... Every guy who sees you will call you black-faced, and don't let me shout for anything, it's not fair! I'm going to tell my mother when I go back, and let her judge it!"

At first, it was still a resentful tone, but after the end, it became very aggrieved, and it was a little coquettish-like intimacy.

The slender and flexible whip was recoiled and hung around his waist, and the stout fellow, who sighed softly, suddenly reached out and pressed it on the head of the person in front of him. Rubbing it hard, he let out a hearty smile. "Sister, my mother wants to know the reason for the road and promises to beat your ass, this time our brother and sister don't know that the road is lucky!"

My sister, whose hair was ripped by a black face that was only a head taller than herself, retreated to the side with a sway, holding the head of the ruffled hair with both hands. Some roared angrily. "Don't rub my head! I've said it I don't know how many times, and I'll turn my face with you like this!"

The smiling black-faced man ignored his angry sister. He turned and removed a package from the back of a rhinoceros-like creature with a single horn on its forehead. Then the preparations for the camp began.

The sister, who was also reckless, lost her temper and began to help, and soon the tent was erected and the bonfire began to burn.

The ingredients grilled on the bonfire soon gave off the smell of meat, and the water vapor in the small pot next to it also steamed. Apparently already boiled.

The younger sister, who was much stronger than the average man, began to throw all kinds of ingredients into the small pot, and the black face, who was a head taller than her, took out a sand-table from the package on the one-horned rhinoceros's back. Take a closer look.

The gentle mountain breeze swept past the camp, gently touching all the creatures in the camp, but the sister, who was preparing dinner, stirred up her nose in vain, and soon stood up with a great change in her face.

And the black face that was under the light of the bonfire, as if sensing something, suddenly stood up and flicked the long whip around his waist that was coiled in his hand, followed by a big stride appeared beside his sister, and set his eyes on the dark place on the edge of the foothill on the left!

The strange creatures around the camp were also alerted one by one, and these monsters, who were either strong, fierce, or cunning, seemed to sense the danger coming, and became cringe one by one.

The black face holding the long whip tightened his heart, but the sister beside him had eyes lit up, and suddenly pulled out the double knives at his waist, and was ready to rush over as soon as he was short.

But the black face, who reacted more quickly, suddenly reached out and pressed her shoulder, shouting in vain. "Friends over there, please come over and make a fire!"

"Then thank you......"

A hoarse, slightly muffled voice came from the shadows at the edge of the foothills, and no footsteps appeared, but a moment later a thin figure wrapped in robes caught the sight of all the creatures of the strange team.

As if there was an injury on his body, the thin figure seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, and the person who came was still a little unstable, and the whole face was covered by a silk scarf that could not see the texture, and the height was less than the chest of the black face, but it had a pair of particularly bright and clear eyes, and when they slowly came over, they also made the monsters in the camp let out a low but frightened whimper.

The dark face with a drastic change in face put his right hand behind him, which was clenching the long whip, and took two steps forward and bowed slightly. "We are the black face returning to the shore of Lugu Lake, this is my sister Mirouer, I wonder if this adult is going to the front?"

The thin man who slowly came to the campfire did not answer but asked rhetorically. "Front, hehe, can you tell me where this is?"

The black face that raised his head in amazement was a little confused. "This is the land of hills leading to the front......"

The thin man standing across the campfire, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, scratched his head and continued to ask. "Uh...... Then let me ask another way, what plane is this?"

The younger sister, who was blocked behind the black face, widened her eyes when she heard the sound, and appeared beside her brother with her knives in her hands. "Plane, where are you from, how did you end up behind the front line!"

The girl who was about to attack was immediately pressed back on the shoulder by Blackface, and he opened his mouth in horror as he blocked his sister behind him again. "This is the edge of the intersection of the Abyss Plane and the Underworld Realm, we are just Exorcists who have withdrawn from the front, please don't do it!"

As if he didn't see the thin man who was about to attack the girl, he lowered his head and stroked his jaw with his left hand, and let out a very puzzled emotion. "The edge of the intersection of the Abyssal Plane and the Underworld...... How did you end up here......"

Seeing this, he pressed his black face behind him more and more vigorously and tried to break free from his sister, and his tone became more and more respectful, and he spoke again with some caution. "Do you dare to ask where this lord came from?"

The thin man who seemed to be in deep thought did not answer, but the sister behind the black face finally broke free from the suppression of the black face, and the two knives suddenly struck together to make a golden and iron resonance, and at the same time, she shouted. "Brother, he may be an enemy, have you forgotten our mission and mission!"

In vain, the sound of gold and iron resounding in the camp was like a battle horn, and the demonic beasts that had seemed to be cowering and timid before suddenly roared!

Whether it was a sharp, thick, or low beast roar accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps, all the demonic beasts in the camp unfolded their encirclement in a very disciplined manner, and quickly surrounded the thin man in front of the bonfire!

But the thin man who looked down in contemplation, as if he didn't notice it, stood there quietly and let the monsters surround him in the middle...... (To be continued......)