Quisidler and Osha both stopped in their tracks.
In front of them was a leopard-shaped magical beast with spikes growing out of its back.
This magical beast was several times larger than an ordinary leopard, and even larger than a Siberian tiger.
Its body flickered with blue lightning.
"Ah, it's a Thunder Leopard."
Osha took a step forward, still holding the snacks in his hand.
The Thunder Leopard's body flashed with lightning, and it shot straight at Osha.
Osha continued to eat his snacks.
He had no intention of dodging or blocking.
Boom!
The lightning slammed into Osha's body, but Osha was still eating.
It was as if he hadn't been injured at all.
But Osha's mouth moved even faster, and he stuffed large handfuls of snacks into his mouth, chewing them.
"How does it taste?"
"It's not bad," Osha said.
"Then it's yours."
Osha pulled out a bag of snacks from his trouser pocket. He really did pull them out of his trouser pocket.
Then he turned and gave them to Quisidler. "Hold them for me."
Osha brushed off the dirt on his hand, and his muscles began to transform.
Soon, Osha also transformed into a Thunder Leopard, even larger than the real Thunder Leopard in front of him.
Quisidler was a special Druid.
Osha was also a special Druid.
To them, this forest was like their home field.
Osha looked simple and honest, muttering, "Quisidler is the strongest."
In reality, Quisidler and Osha had fought no less than a hundred times.
But every time, he hadn't won. Not even once.
It wasn't that he hadn't won in a tie.
It was that he had lost every time!
Osha was more like a big boss.
Without any communication, he just went up and gnawed.
No matter how you looked at it, the Thunder Leopard that Osha had transformed into was much stronger than the Thunder Leopard in front of him.
The result went without saying.
In just three or four minutes, the Thunder Leopard's stomach had been ripped open by Osha.
Osha found a bloody number plate from within the Thunder Leopard's body.
"What a bad taste." Osha returned to his human form, holding the bloody number plate as he spoke.
At this moment, four people appeared around them.
"Sorry, can you give us the number plate?" The one who spoke was a black woman.
This black woman hid her hands behind her back, a brilliant smile on her face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Osha wiped his face, smearing the bloodstains from the previous battle.
"He's already attacking his companions?"
"We are not your companions," the black woman said.
"Alright, I was thinking too highly of myself." Osha shrugged, although his shoulders and neck were not very distinct.
Quisidler walked in front of Osha and said, "The prey just now was yours. These belong to me now."
"Be careful, that African woman is Aguda's Cursed Witch."
"What's the difference between this and a normal curse?"
"No matter how high your magic resistance is, as long as you're touched by her palm, you'll definitely be cursed," Osha said.
"Alright, I got it." As he spoke, Quisidler's body began to grow bigger and transformed into a red-skinned Draconian.
Seeing that Quehidele had transformed into a Dragonman, the expressions of the four uninvited guests changed. They regretted rashly choosing the wrong opponent.
Quisidler had chosen the Dragonoid form because it was the strongest long-range damage form.
Queishler opened his mouth wide and shot a ball of dark red saliva at the black woman.
The black woman immediately retreated and dodged.
Even when she was moving, her hands were still hidden behind her back and revealed between her eyebrows.
Quisidler lowered his upper body and stabbed his dragon claws into the ground, then forcefully lifted them up.
A piece of rock was lifted up and flew toward the black woman.
The black woman finally could not hide her hands anymore. She slapped her palms toward the rock that was flying toward her.
The moment her palms came into contact with the rock, it melted.
However, when she was melting the rock, a huge ball of lava came toward her face.
The black woman's expression changed in shock.
"Save me!" The black woman finally could not help but ask for help from her companions.
No, it should be said that they were allies.
However, the next moment, she realized that these three allies were actually running away.
They abandoned her and immediately turned to run.
The black woman's face contorted.
"Don't think that I'm easy to bully!" The black woman waved her arm, and the lava in front of her immediately froze. It lost its temperature and fell to the ground, scattering into pieces.
The black woman placed her palms on the ground and said, "Since I can't touch you, I'll just curse this land!"
In an instant, a purplish-black miasma began to rise from the ground around them.
Osha had long since escaped from this area.
Quisidler, on the other hand, flapped his wings and soared into the sky.
"Go … die!" Suddenly, a red magic formation appeared in front of Quisidler.
The black woman's face turned pale. It's over …
However, at this moment, Quisidler, who was in the sky, paused.
His magic also stopped, as if it had been frozen by something.
The black woman did not know what had happened. She was instantly overjoyed.
She immediately controlled the surrounding miasma, wanting to seize the opportunity to attack Quisidler in the sky.
However, just as she moved, her body was also frozen.
"What? What's going on? "The black woman tried a few times, but found that she could not move at all.
Meanwhile, Quisidler, who was in the sky, was very unwilling to give up. He immediately transformed into a dragon.
He wanted to borrow the dragon's power to break free.
However, even after he transformed into a dragon.
He still could not shake this power.
"This is the first warning. You can use weaker magic to defeat her, but the magic you used just now was clearly meant to kill her. If there's a next time, I'll kill you."
An unfamiliar voice sounded in Quisidler's ear.
In the next instant, Quisidler felt pain in his dragon claw. His left forelimb had been dislocated.
The power had directly broken the bones of his arm.
Quisidler roared in pain.
At this moment, the black woman's arms were also dislocated. Then, she soared into the sky and flew away.
"Cursing Sect, Depo, eliminated!"
Quisidler landed on the ground and reconnected his dislocated arm.
The injury was very light, and he recovered in a few moments.
However, this was a warning.
If the opponent could dislocate his arm, she could also dislocate his neck.
At this moment, he no longer had the high spirits he had at the beginning.
He did not even know where the opponent was, and he was already under her control.
Moreover, it was the kind of absolute control that could decide life and death with a single thought.
This kind of power made him no longer have any hope.
If he did not abide by the rules of the trial, he might not just lose the right to advance.
He might very well be killed by the opponent.
As for the black woman called Depo, she had already been thrown out of the trial.
"Damn it. What kind of magic is this? How can it be so powerful?" Quisidler muttered.
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