A pair of hands reached into the cold stream, and the endless flow of water washed away the blood on his hands, turning them into a dark red halo. Leon only stood up on the edge of the stone beach when his hands were washed clean. He casually picked up the axe and killed mercilessly. The surface of the axe was stained with large amounts of blood and even some minced meat. Leon casually threw the axe to a guard, and someone helped him clean the axe.
On the stone beach, three horned lions lay on the ground. Their heads were all cut off by the axe and rolled far away to the side. Between their bodies and levels, a clear bloodstain was the connection between the two. Horned lions were social creatures, often moving together in two or three. These three dangerous species had been targeted by Leon during the hunt, but they had instead become his spoils of war.
At the beginning of the autumn hunt, Allen was in the lead for a while. However, when Leon and the other young masters of wealthy families entered the forest hunting area, they were quickly reversed. After all, they had the convenience of guards. Even if the guards were only responsible for protecting and searching for prey, it was much more convenient than Allen, who was acting alone.
It was already afternoon, and the Autumn Hunt rankings had been updated ten minutes ago. Paul of the William family was still in the lead, while Leon was closely following behind. Allen, who had been in third place in the morning, had already fallen to seventh place. Apart from the fact that the disciples of aristocratic families had bodyguards, the most important thing was that Allen's collector had been casually thrown away by him.
At this point, even if he hunted ten thousand dangerous species, his ranking would only gradually be squeezed out.
Leon sat cross-legged on a clean rock, waiting for the guards to collect information on the three-horned lion and dissect its corpse. A Tier 4 dangerous species like the three-horned lion had already begun to form Origin Jade in its heart. Origin Jade was a type of energy crystal. It was used by dangerous species to drive abilities. Its function was similar to a human's engraving.
However, the Origin Jade formed by a Tier 4 Horned Lion was only the size of a fingernail. After being collected, purified, and processed, the Origin Jade could be made into raw materials for magic energy weapons and energy conduction patterns. Of course, energy conduction patterns made from Origin Jade would only be used on high-grade weapons. As for low-grade magical weapons, they were artificially synthesized materials that could withstand the user's Origin Energy output without being damaged.
If the "Origin Jade" was extracted from the body of a dangerous species above the tenth step, it would have some special abilities. For example, one of the prizes of this Autumn Hunt, the Shadow Eye, was to increase the affinity of Origin Energy that was compatible with it, so as to achieve the goal of accelerating the condensation of Origin Energy.
Besides Genesis jade, the bodies of high-tier dangerous species also had their own uses. Like these three Horned Lions, after the curved horns on their heads were crushed, they could be used as raw materials for magic energy armor. In fact, hormones can be extracted from their sexual organs and used as medicines, which can enhance male masculinity and are very popular in Babylon.
Under the skillful hands of the guards, all the valuable items on the bodies of the Horned Lions were extracted. Thus, one of the guards stepped forward and said, "It's ready, Third Young Master."
Leon nodded, took the axe that was cleaned by the guard, and jumped down from the rock. Leon casually put the axe on his shoulder and walked along the stream. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Is there any news of Allen?"
"No, but not long ago, I heard that Young Master Diego of the Grant Clan has just transferred the family's guard captain, Langdon." The guard replied.
"Mobilize the captain of the guards?" Leon shook his head. "What's wrong with this Diego? Is he planning to use the captain of the guards to deal with Allen? If that's the case, Allen should be proud. Hey, Captain Level is a Level 20 Awakened … "
The guard nodded in agreement. Leon looked into the depths of the forest and said, "I hope that brat Allen doesn't collide with Diego recklessly. No matter how powerful he is, he can't deal with a Level 20 expert. But that guy's personality is really worrisome. "
While Leon was worried about Allen, the latter returned to the place where he hid his backpack. The fir trees here were tall, and when the wind blew, golden leaves fell from the canopy and fell to the ground, becoming a member of the forest carpet. At this moment, the afternoon sun was just right, and the light was bright, illuminating the fallen leaves on the ground with a golden light.
Allen's backpack was in the hole of a withered fir tree three meters away. He carried his straight knife and walked straight towards the tree hole. After taking three steps, he suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly. The surrounding environment was clearly normal, but an uncomfortable feeling flashed through his heart. It was an intuition that sensed danger. During his time with the wolves, Allen had relied on this intuition to avoid countless hunts from powerful dangerous species.
Now, he understood that this intuition originated from the connection between everything.
Everything in the world seemed to be individuals, but in reality, they were related to each other. If there was no wind blowing, how could the leaves fall to the ground? Therefore, the intuition of danger originated from the subtle changes in the environment, which was reflected in the five senses, forming a more sensory spiritual touch.
At this moment, a berserk wolf emerged from the grass on the left of Allen. However, for some reason, he suddenly ran away with his tail between his legs. In an instant, Allen no longer hesitated. He turned around and flew away. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed a distance of several meters and landed on a grassy slope. His figure disappeared. Almost at the same time as Allen moved, strength suddenly exploded from the tree hole where his backpack was, causing the bark at the edge of the tree hole to crack. A figure flew close to the ground, only a little slower than Allen, and swept across the grassy slope.
He landed on the ground and was about to rush forward, but he suddenly stopped.
A faintly discernible chill crawled up his spine like a small snake. He chuckled and straightened his body bit by bit, afraid of causing any unnecessary misunderstandings. Allen had already unsheathed his saber and pointed it at the person in front of him. The tip of the saber trembled slightly. Every time it trembled, the chill on the person's back would change subtly, making it impossible to know where Allen would land when he really attacked with his saber.
"Who are you? Did Diego send you? " Allen said in a deep voice. His voice was neither fast nor slow, and his tone was calm, without a trace of emotion.
If this person wanted to guess his mood from his voice, he would only be busy for nothing.
The man answered, "Am I old, or are all the young people so powerful these days? I think my concealment skill is very good, my killing intent is not leaking, and the surrounding environment is not damaged at all. However, it is still the first time in my career that I, Blood Hand, have encountered such a thing. "
"So you are Blood Hand?" Allen was slightly surprised. When he went to the surface to hunt the Black Widow more than a year ago, he had heard Second Lieutenant Ron mention this killer. At that time, Fulun Town, which was fighting with the Black Widow, was backed by Blood Hand. I never thought that I would bump into him today.
After Allen finished speaking, it was Blood Hand's turn to be surprised, "You've heard of me?"
"So what? Who told you to kill me? "
Blood Hand suddenly smiled sinisterly, "So you still don't know who wants to kill you. What a pitiful brat." It doesn't matter if I tell you. You're going to die today anyway, so you can die knowing. Listen up, brat, it's your Bescot people who want your life! "
"What?"
The moment he heard Allen's exclamation from behind him, Blood Hand knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had come. Allen's mind was stirred by this answer, and it was the best opportunity to counterattack. He let out a shrill laugh and turned around to pounce. Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, he saw that Allen had already closed his saber and slashed at him. The saber's momentum was sharp, and the blade brought out several Origin Energy saber lights that were swallowing and spitting out. Behind the saber, Allen's eyes were calm, and he didn't seem to be distracted by what he had said at all.
Blood Hand was waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, and Allen was also looking for an opportunity to attack!
Seeing Allen's eyes, Blood Hand knew that he had been tricked. With an experienced killer like him, he had actually let Allen gain the upper hand twice in a row. It was enough to be laughed at to death. At this moment, Blood Hand was extremely depressed. He snorted and clenched his palm like a saber. Origin Energy surged down and slashed at the saber. First, he shattered Allen's Origin Energy Saber Light, then smashed it onto the blade of the straight saber.
Allen's tiger's mouth trembled violently, and he almost lost his grip on the straight saber. He was slashed away by Blood Hand's saber. Allen retreated without disorder. The blade slashed out a crescent wheel, sealing off Blood Hand's path of advance, allowing the two of them to return to their confrontation.
Only then did Allen see Blood Hand's appearance clearly.
Blood Hand was a middle-aged man with a moderate build and a sallow face. A pair of triangular eyes were green, as if he was a person who had drunk too much. His gray hair was broken, as if he had a withered ball of hay on his head. On the left, a huge scar rose from the center of his eyebrows, passed through his eye socket, and ended on the left side of his cheek, almost wanting to cut off half of his head. The scar dug out a large portion of his flesh and took away one of his eyeballs.
There was a prosthetic eye installed in Blood Hand's left eye purely for decoration.
The knife wound on his left cheek not only took away his left eye, but also caused the nerves on his left face to lose consciousness. When Blood Hand smiled, his smile was very strange, even a little terrifying. Just like now, although he was smiling, the muscles on the left side of his face did not react at all. Blood Hand said, "What a pity. If you were at the same level as me. No, as long as you were five or six levels higher, that saber strike just now would have been a completely different outcome. "
How could Allen not know that he had the upper hand in terms of strategy, mind, and timing? However, the gap between him and Blood Hand was as high as 7 levels of Origin Energy, but Blood Hand was able to force him back with a casual strike, and he almost bounced off his saber.
Everything is always relative, and level doesn't represent everything. However, if the difference in levels is too great, then power can destroy everything. Just like an ant, no matter how smart an elephant was, it was enough to crush it with a stomp. Even though the gap between Allen and Blood Hand wasn't as big as an ant to an elephant, it was an indisputable fact that Allen wasn't as deep as Blood Hand in terms of Origin Energy!
Just like Blood Hand said, if the gap between Allen and him wasn't that big. In that case, perhaps Allen would cut off his palm with that saber strike just now, instead of being repelled by his dense Origin Energy.
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