Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 80 Do You Want to Bet?
Upon seeing the corpses, Lin Feng noticed that the team members' expressions turned serious, and even their movements became much more cautious.

They had originally planned to hunt the tortoise-shelled frog, but they decided to give up and just wanted to leave the scene quickly.

However, just as the team was about to leave, Xie Bing's expression flickered, and he said, "Awen, try the demon transformation?"

Awen paused, realizing he had refined a second-tier long-nosed beast. Long-nosed beasts were support-type spirits, lacking innate skills and possessing weak combat abilities. However, they had an exceptionally strong sense of smell.

Stop your idiotic behavior!

Seeing that Awen had closed his eyes and a faint light lingered between his brows, preparing to transform into a demon, Lin Feng reprimanded him.

"What's wrong?" Awen asked, opening his eyes and looking somewhat bewildered.

What a bunch of newbies!
Lin Feng sighed inwardly.

The hunt took place within three hours, and there was a pool of water nearby. The pool was full of aquatic monsters. The fact that the corpses were not thrown into the pool to destroy the evidence suggests that the perpetrators wanted to make their deaths appear as an accident, as if they were attacked by monsters!

Let's set aside the question of whether there's any lingering odor, the extent of the lingering odor, and whether the tracking is effective. Even if there is, what does it have to do with you?
What can you do?
Those people who could hunt down this five-person team could naturally hunt down Xie Bing and his group as well.

Having a sense of justice and wanting to be a hero requires ensuring one's own safety first, and then assessing whether one has the ability to do so!
"They might be nearby!"

Perhaps because he had been scolded, Awen looked somewhat angry. Seeing this, Lin Feng said coldly, "I'm not sure either, I just have a gut feeling."

Is it nearby?

Awen was startled. He suppressed his panic and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

"Do you want to bet?"

Seeing that Awen seemed a little doubtful, Lin Feng shook his head and said with amusement.

Compared to the tension and fear of everyone else, Lin Feng was quite relaxed.

In the Forest Sea, due to the spatial suppression, the strongest person is only at the second rank!

With Lin Feng's strength and experience, he naturally had nothing to fear.

Even if he can't win, he has the confidence to leave if he wants to.

However, if the other side is a seasoned veteran who has been in other worlds for many years, or if there are a large number of them, Xie Bing's team will be in some danger.

Although their contact was brief and they were just casual acquaintances, not exactly friends, Lin Feng didn't want everyone to lose their lives in vain.

Although death is commonplace in another world, every warrior who enters another world is prepared for this.

But even so, losing a child is a disaster for a family.

Xie Bing stepped forward and patted Awen on the shoulder, saying, "Listen to Feng Lin, he's right. We can't afford to gamble. It was my miscalculation."

After saying that, Xie Bing thanked Lin Feng.
Reminded by Lin Feng, he realized what had happened and felt a pang of self-reproach and shame.

As a squad leader, one needs not only combat skills, but more importantly, observation and command abilities. One of his decisions could put the squad in danger, so he is clearly not qualified.

Just as the team left, about 500 meters away, on a towering ancient tree with a diameter of four or five meters and a height of over a hundred meters, five figures stood on the lush treetop, their gazes directed at the pool of water.

"We made a fortune today. The commission is one thing, but who would have thought that this rookie team would be so extravagant, actually having a demon-sealing soul artifact?"

"They're really lucky. The captain is amazing. He spotted this big fish at a glance. Although it's just a low-level soul weapon, it's the size of a basketball. If we take it to Old Li, we can probably sell it for tens of millions."

"With this order, I'll have made my money for the month, and I can finally take a break."

"Give me that arm guard; I happen to be missing one."

"Idiot, it hasn't been dealt with yet. Do you want to die?" the crowd whispered and laughed, the atmosphere relaxed.

"somebody is coming."

Just then, a skinny man with a pointed face and monkey-like features suddenly spoke up, and the air seemed to quiet down, with only the sound of breathing remaining.

The skinny man closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, his facial features began to change subtly. His originally pointed and monkey-like appearance became more three-dimensional, with a hooked nose, a curved upper mouth, and his arms covered with gray feathers that formed a pair of wings. His fingernails turned into sharp claws, gleaming with a cold light.

What was most captivating was that his jet-black eyes turned yellowish-brown, with tiny golden dots in the pupils. His previously lazy gaze suddenly sharpened, and his pupils dilated and contracted repeatedly, reflecting the figures of Xie Bing and the others.

"How's Eagle doing?" someone asked.

The skinny man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, nicknamed Eagle, did not respond. He was observing Awen's mouth movements. Although he could not hear, he had studied lip reading.

Five minutes later, he replied, "They've noticed something amiss and are suspicious. One of the guys in the hat is an old hand."

"Oh, looks like a veteran?"

The person speaking didn't pay much attention; the pool was where monsters drank water, and adventure teams often passed by.

"Are there any support spirit masters?" someone asked. "How about Ah Wen try his spirit transformation?"

The eagle's pupils emitted a faint yellow light. After a while, it muttered to itself, remaining motionless.

These words immediately turned the relaxed atmosphere into a tense one.

Apart from Eagle, the other four people's expressions changed slightly, and their dark eyes revealed a hint of killing intent.

"It seems their team also has a support spirit master, probably with a sense of smell."

"It's a middle-aged man in his forties holding a war bow," said one of the men in the group.

"Captain, should we make our move?"

Without any hesitation, the middle-aged man said, "Kill. Although we don't know who the target of this mission is, anyone who can possess such a precious demon-sealing soul artifact must be from a powerful family or a large conglomerate. They are not people we can afford to offend."

They lingered, worried that the smell might still linger. Although more than an hour had passed and the smell had almost dissipated, they were still cautious, and this carefulness was key to their long survival.

"Senhai only has one exit. We can't hide for long. If we attract the Orderers, we're doomed."

The captain's tone was somewhat grave, clearly indicating his apprehension towards the Order beings mentioned in his words.

As he spoke, he took an arrow from the quiver on his back and nocked it on the bowstring: "Let's finish this quickly, I'll support you from behind!"

"Mind your own business, or you'll lose your life," someone scoffed.

Just as everyone was preparing to leap down and begin the slaughter, the eagle suddenly said, "Wait!"

The group paused, their gazes returning to the pool. Although they could see figures, they couldn't hear what Lin Feng and the others were saying.

"what happened?"

"The one wearing the hat is a smart one; he seems to know we're nearby. The support spirit master hasn't transformed into a spirit. They're preparing to leave now."

The eagle spoke up, and the others exchanged glances, chuckling, "Consider them lucky!"

At this time, Xie Bing's team was unaware that they had escaped a disaster.

They hurried away from the pool, and it wasn't until ten minutes later that their anxious hearts finally settled down.

"Awen, you can transform into a demon now."

Xie Bing said to Awen, "Now that we've truly entered the core of the Forest Sea, the danger has increased several times over."

Awen nodded, and soon his body began to change.

He seemed to inflate, growing larger, and his originally loose combat suit began to fit more tightly.

Ah Wen has a delicate and handsome appearance, and is rather thin. He doesn't look particularly puffy now, but two rather comical apple cheeks are bulging on his face. His skin is a light pink color. What's most unusual is his nose. His originally flat nose now resembles an elephant's trunk. It's grayish-white and a full fifteen centimeters long, swaying slightly.

"Within a radius of 100 meters, directly in front of me, I can smell human presence and the stench of blood. They must be hunting monsters; there are probably seven of them."

Awen closed his eyes slightly, and the elephant trunk inhaled softly. After a while, it said, "There are the scents of thirteen wild beasts: Crimson Blood Rabbit, Fierce Eagle, Azure Silkworm Beast, and Fire Spider. Which one should we hunt?"

"Let's start with the Crimson Blood Rabbit and get familiar with it first," Xie Bing decided.

Next, the team began hunting first-tier monsters.

Along the way, Lin Feng saw hundreds of human or demonic beast corpses, some of which had just died, while others had already turned into rotten flesh and white bones.

The cruelty of this other world is once again laid bare before everyone's eyes.

Although Xie Bing's team had the strength of a first-rank, their combat skills seemed rather rusty, and Lin Feng's performance surprised the team!
In their eyes, Lin Feng's dodging and hunting skills were terrifyingly proficient. His unusual calmness when facing monsters was probably comparable to, or even better than, that of veteran mercenaries who had spent years in the forest.

This calm reaction can be described as a combat talent.

Strength is not the same as combat power. In the process of fighting the enemy, maintaining absolute calm is sometimes even more important than strength.

In addition, Lin Feng's extraordinary physical strength shocked them even more.

Many of them were exhausted, but Lin Feng was not even out of breath.

Although Lin Feng never possessed spiritual power, in everyone's eyes, Lin Feng was stronger than them.

Unbeknownst to them, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was constantly and slowly, but continuously, seeping into Lin Feng's body, allowing his sore muscles to quickly recover to their optimal state.

After traveling for a while, the team's pace began to slow down, and Lin Feng bid farewell to the team. Xie Bing originally wanted to leave a phone number so they could contact each other after they got out, but Lin Feng politely declined.

They probably won't cross paths again, so there's no need for them to be friends.

(End of this chapter)