Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 82 Archers

It's already five o'clock.

Having escaped the pursuit of the Fire Cloud Lion, Lin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the mechanical watch on his left wrist. It was already five o'clock, and with his energy somewhat depleted, he decided to head back.

The forest at night is much more dangerous than during the day!

Lin Feng was alone and in danger without the help of his team, since his true strength was only at the eighth level of body cultivation.

On the way back, Lin Feng would occasionally encounter some adventure teams.

The squads curiously observed Lin Feng, their gazes lingering briefly on his enormous bundle. Some remained calm, while others showed a flicker of greed, but all remained rational and refrained from making a move.

To dare to venture alone in the central area of ​​the forest, and to be an archer, even though Lin Feng suffered some injuries, the fact that his limbs were still intact is enough to prove his strength.

Furthermore, greedy adventurers are only a minority; most are still righteous, though some are short-sighted.

A three-person team saw that Lin Feng was alone and prepared to extort him, but after an arrow pierced the thigh of one of them, the other two immediately became obedient.

Such a formidable archer!

They are truly not to be trifled with!
Although Lin Feng didn't take their lives, he did take all their valuables.

He only showed mercy because he sensed that the other party had no murderous intent and was simply trying to extort money from him.

If he encountered a hunter who made his fortune by hunting adventurers, Lin Feng would aim for their heart.

"what?"

Lin Feng returned the way he came. As he was about to pass the pool, amidst the roar of the waterfall, he vaguely heard sounds of fighting and crying.

The crying and screaming were somewhat shrill and somewhat familiar; it seemed to be the voice of Xie Lingling, the girl from Xie Bing's team.

"There are no sounds of demonic beasts, it's a battle between humans. Why haven't they left yet?"

Lin Feng frowned. Three hours had passed since they parted ways. Logically, Xie Bing and the others should have left the forest long ago. Why were they back at the pool?

He even got into a fight?

With a bad feeling in his heart, Lin Feng took a step and ran towards the pool like a cheetah.

As he approached the pool, he smelled a faint odor of blood.

Lin Feng stopped and hid behind a large tree. Peeking out, he saw Xie Bing and the others by the pool, their bodies covered in wounds and their clothes stained red with blood.

They stood back to back, surrounded by four men wearing black masks who were relentlessly attacking them. On the grass, in addition to the original severed limbs, there were three more corpses.

Two of the corpses, a man and a woman, were about the same age as Xie Bing and the others. Each of them had a bloody hole in the left chest. Lin Feng did not recognize these two corpses, but he was very familiar with the other one, who was Awen.

That short thief who had refined the long-nosed beast spirit.

At this moment, Awen lay motionless on the ground, his eyes bulging and bloodshot. There was also a fist-sized, bloody hole in his neck, from which dark red blood was flowing continuously. He was clearly dead.

"Archers!"

Although he didn't see the arrow, Lin Feng, as an archer, was all too familiar with the wound.

At this moment, none of the four men on the battlefield were using bows and arrows, which clearly indicated that one or more archers were hiding in the shadows.

"go to hell!"

Xie Bing roared angrily on the battlefield. Having refined a fourth-tier wind fox, he was now possessed by a demonic spirit and in a state of demonic transformation.

His cheeks became sunken and elongated, his pupils turned golden, his small face was covered with many thin, yellow hairs, he had fluffy triangular ears, and a yellow tail. His left hand emitted a faint blue light, and blue wind blades emerged from his left hand, flying towards the masked man and exploding in mid-air.

Three consecutive bursts of fire!

This is Xie Bing's first soul skill! A bronze soul skill.

Unfortunately, the four masked men were prepared. Before Xie Bing could even raise his left hand, they quickly retreated. They didn't rush to attack, as if they were deliberately exhausting Xie Bing and the others' physical and spiritual strength, and then waiting for the best opportunity.

"Captain, what should I do?"

At this moment, Ye Xuan was also in a demonic transformation state, and he asked anxiously.

Having refined the third-tier heavy armor rhinoceros, Ye Xuan was now noticeably larger, his entire body covered in dense gray muscle knots, the muscles in his arms and thighs sliding like pythons. He held a huge shield, carefully protecting everyone, while observing the distance with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Captain, I don't want to die!"

Xie Lingling looked at Awen lying in a pool of blood, and her whole body trembled slightly. She held a finely crafted sword in her hand, her hand trembling slightly, and she couldn't help but collapse to the ground.

She knew she had no strength left.

"Hold on, an adventure team will be passing by soon!"

Xie Bing's voice was a little hoarse. He was actually in despair, and he had never regretted it so much.

Feng Lin had already warned them that they couldn't control this matter!
They had all left the pool, and having gained something, they were ready to leave the forest.

But on their way back, they encountered a man and a woman lying in a pool of blood. They were looking for their classmates, searching for a five-person team.

Based on their description and the direction they were heading, Xie Bing and the others judged that it was likely the five people from the pool. His good intentions had resulted in the death of his classmates, and now even the four of them would die!

He regretted it so much, he really regretted it.

If possible, he wouldn't meddle in other people's business; even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be so reckless.

Self-blame and regret seemed to devour him, and with his soul power exhausted, he withdrew from his demonic transformation.

"Are you going to die?"

Upon seeing Xie Bing exit her demonic transformation, Xie Lingling turned pale, and her weapon fell to the ground, clearly indicating that she had given up resisting.

They were already weaker than the four people in front of them, and there was also an archer hiding in the shadows. They had no hope of escaping!
"persist in!"

Ye Xuan was still trying to exhaust his soul power. He held the shield and seemed to be hypnotizing himself as he struggled to hold on.

"Heh, they can't hold on any longer!"

Someone made a mocking sound, but the tone carried a hint of cruelty.

"where is it?"

Lin Feng hid behind a large tree, his eyes scanning quickly, but he couldn't find any archers.

If assassins are the spirits of the night, then archers lurking in the shadows are even more terrifying than assassins.

An assassin is a close-range killer; they can only attack when they are close to their target.

But archers can take the enemy's head from tens of thousands of meters away.

An archer is actually more threatening than an assassin because you never know when he will attack, from what angle, or what part of your body he will aim at.

Lin Feng held his war bow, arrows always nocked on the bowstring, waiting, waiting quietly.

Although he was confident he could shoot the four masked men, he didn't know the archers' location or how many there were. If he acted rashly, he might also be in danger.

Just as Lin Feng was searching, two hundred meters away, on a branch of a lush tree, a middle-aged man held a longbow in his left hand and an arrow on the bowstring in his right. Like Lin Feng, he was always ready to attack, his eyes coldly fixed on Xie Bing and the others.

The instant Xie Bing exited his demonic transformation state, he raised his battle bow and drew it to its full extent. A faint white light swirled around the black arrow, which transformed into a sharp beam and shot out. A shrill sound rang out as it pierced the air, covering a distance of a hundred meters in an instant.

(End of this chapter)