The hunting ground had just experienced acid rain, and there was a sour smell in the air.
But the strange thing was that the ground was dry.
Ma Wen's footsteps were light, and he blended into the wilderness, turning into an invisible shadow as he quickly approached.
Soon, he arrived near the group of people.
"People from the Temple of Dreams?!"
Ma Wen squinted, but he was not too nervous.
Because these people were not with the two Dreamscape Guardians.
They seemed to be in a separate team.
"They should be from the Temple of Dreams in Holy Light City."
Ma Wen secretly looked around. These people were surrounding a very strange beast.
The beast had six eyes on its head, and its body was like an agile leopard. What was even more strange was that this leopard had the ability to teleport.
Even the knowledgeable Ma Wen had not seen such a rare creature before.
It did not belong to the abyss, hell, evil spirits, or even the astral plane!
It was very likely to be a monster from ancient times.
At this moment, Ma Wen suddenly felt the mark on his palm jump.
A special kind of understanding surged into his mind. As long as he killed this leopard, he would get a hunter's mark.
"So they're accumulating hunter's marks. Looks like they want to enter the Wilderness Temple."
"But why does it look like they're well-prepared? Are they intending to enter the temple? "
Marvin could see that most of the Temple Warriors had perfect teamwork. Although this leopard was agile and had special abilities, he was completely surrounded on this piece of land.
The six temple warriors all had the God of Dreams' blessings on them.
These blessings allowed them to be more powerful than ordinary Legendary figures after losing their Legendary abilities.
Ma Wen was slightly on guard.
He had previously speculated that if the two Dream Guardians were also deprived of their Legendary abilities, he would have a slight advantage.
But this was built on the basis that both sides were equal. He had forgotten that these God's Guardians all had the blessings of the gods.
This was a rule that belonged to another realm. No matter how powerful the God of the Wilderness was, he could not erase the exclusive rule of the gods.
"If I run into those two Dreamscape Guardians, it'll be troublesome."
Ma Wen thought to himself. These people were the same. Although they were not as strong as the Dreamland Guardians, they had the advantage in numbers. It would be difficult for him to fight them alone.
Just as he was about to quietly walk around this group of people, a voice suddenly rang in his heart.
"Be careful! Don't go south. There are two people there preparing to deal with you. "
It was the voice of Paladin Griffin!
Ma Wen silently raised his head.
Among the Temple Warriors, a man in a cloak glanced at him expressionlessly!
"What powerful senses …"
Although Ma Wen knew that a character who could condense the Truth Leviathan was definitely not an ordinary person, he was still surprised by the other party's perception.
There were seven people in the Shrine of Dreams, six warriors and one mage, but none of them found Ma Wen.
Only Griffin, who was carrying the little girl on his back, discovered it and used a mysterious method to transmit the information to Ma Wen's heart.
Somehow, he felt that a bridge was gradually established, temporarily connecting his mind with the Saint Samurai's.
Ma Wen was a little shocked.
Because he sensed that this ability did not seem to be a type of spell. In his previous life, Ma Wen had successfully ascended to godhood as the Master of the Night. Of course, he knew the difference between mortal spells and divine spells.
This kind of power was more inclined towards divine technique laws!
Was this guy already so powerful? However, it was impossible for humans to break through the bottleneck unless they had the Fate Slate.
After the fall of the God of Truth, the Truth Slate had never appeared again. Could it be that this man wanted to break this rule?
Before Ma Wen could think about it carefully, Griffin had already said quickly, "Don't worry.
"Although I don't know why you offended those people, those two Dreamscape Guardians aren't easy to deal with. Although I haven't fought with them before, they are very strong. We've met them before, and they're heading south now. Their only goal is to find you. "
Ma Wen was puzzled. "Why are you here? Aren't these people from the Temple of Dreams with them? "
The Saint Samurai quickly said, "I reached an agreement with them. Only if I do this will they be willing to lift Molly's curse. These people from the Temple of Dreams are not in cahoots with the Dreamscape Guardians. Their goal is the Grasp of Cold Light. "
Sure enough, they were prepared.
Ma Wen took a deep look at the mage. He could feel that this mage was powerful, but his perception didn't seem to be as keen as Griffin's.
His attention was still focused on the leopard.
Ma Wen took this opportunity to quickly ask, "What else do you know about this hunting ground? Also, what agreement did you reach with them? "
Griffin muttered, "According to the information obtained from the Temple of Dreams, the God of the Wilderness has not been resurrected. The one who opened the Autumn Hunting Ground is a madman. It is said that he is a disciple of the God of the Wilderness, a lich named Bandel. Bandel has been wandering the Scarlet Wastelands for hundreds of years, trying to find all clues related to the God of the Wilderness. I'm not too sure about the specifics, but this is an oracle that the Temple of Dreams received from the God of Dreams. It shouldn't be wrong. "
Oracle!?
Did it have to be so exaggerated?
Ma Wen was a little taken aback.
If he guessed correctly, the deities were still working hard to attack the Universal Magic Pool.
This was a very critical moment. The Universal Magic Pool could not only rebound, but also had a very powerful recovery ability. Moreover, there were at least two Planar Guardians fighting for them.
To take the time to issue an oracle at this time, it could be seen that even the gods attached great importance to this matter.
The God of Dreams was not a small god. From what Ma Wen knew, this person was extremely scheming and had a very sharp eye. There must be an inside story behind what he valued!
"I forgot to remind you, don't underestimate these temple warriors. They are all people from the Inquisition."
Griffin said silently, "Although I don't understand why the Temple of Dreams would mobilize so many people for a substandard artifact, you are in a very dangerous situation now."
"The only thing I can do is tell you this. Leave quickly."
"If you are lucky, we may be able to meet in the Wilderness Temple."
Ma Wen's heart warmed.
To be honest, his friendship with this Saint Samurai was not deep.
The two of them had only fought side by side once on the snowy mountain. At that time, in order not to frighten or affect the little girl Jasmine, Ma Wen dealt with the fog dragon alone. Griffin obviously remembered this silently.
This time, without his secret help, Ma Wen was ready to go south.
"Thank you. I will go somewhere else to find some hunter's marks. "
Ma Wen knew that continuing to stay would be infinitely dangerous, so after thanking him, he quickly left.
Griffin directly closed the telepathic link.
At this moment, the mage who had been watching the battlefield on the surface suddenly smiled faintly.
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