Not to mention, Lynch looks more than enough...

It’s obvious that everyone is a mage, but it will make me embarrassed if you act like this!

"Well, it's almost OK..." Lynch stopped and saw that the Dark Fruit Flower was really dead and could not die anymore. He felt relieved. The Dark Fruit Flower could still pretend to be dead and escape. It would be a pity if it was slipped away by it at the last moment.

After Lynch confirmed it, he was about to go forward to harvest the magic core, but at this time, a small insect that was covered in dark rotten flower emerged.

When it first appeared, the little bug seemed to be a little confused and paused for a moment, but maybe it was because it noticed that there were too many people, and the transparent wings on its back trembled and quickly escaped.

"What?" Lynch and Palin were both very strange.

When the little bug first appeared, Hawking just glanced suspiciously, shook his head and ignored it, but shortly after the little bug flew away, he suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up.

"Then, is that the blood flying ant? Come on! Be sure to catch it!"

Then, Hawking had no time to explain anything and jumped over and chased after him.

"What's the situation?" Lynch was surprised to see the great mage so excited, but now he didn't have time to think about this. He also took Palin and followed him as soon as possible.

Blood Flying Ants are a special kind of monster. They are extremely fragile and have extremely weak combat power, but they can parasitize on powerful monsters and rely on sucking their most essential flesh and blood to make a living.

Over time, it condensed the blood essence of the powerful monster, with extremely high purity.

It was only after this pursuit that I realized that the blood flying ant was really difficult...

It flew unhappily.

Lynch and his men even took too much effort to catch up with the Blood Flying Ants.

However, the environment in this forest is really complicated. Apart from the long branches that are growing in a twist, the ground is also high and low, and it is not smooth. There are even a few small monsters running through the feet from time to time.

And this blood flying ant is extremely flexible in such complex terrain. It has been within reach several times, but it can easily escape.

After several times, it seemed as if it was playing with Lynch and the other two. Even several times, Lynch and others almost fell to the ground. After several times, Lynch could hardly help cursing...

It's really hard to catch it...

What's worse is that the forest is not calm. In addition to the wind rat and the dark rot flower, there are also many other monsters hidden.

Although most of them were not at high levels and were alarmed, they just ran away quickly, but the number was large, which caused considerable obstacles to Lynch and the others.

"Damn." Hawking couldn't help it at this time, and cursed inwardly, and began to direct: "Lynch, continue chasing in front, Palin, block it from behind with me!"

"good!"

When Lynch heard this, he quickly separated from Perrin and walked around the other side, crossed the layers of branches to encircle.

On the other side, Hawking saw the route it observed, and waited quietly...

The blood flying ant was not very fast at first, and Hawking soon stood in front of it, just as it was about to rush out of the gap again.

Hawking was thrown into the air with an activation flame, and it forced it to change its direction and head towards Lynch.

"Haha, it's enough to run..." Lynch smiled. As he got closer and closer to the blood flying ant, Lynch finally saw clearly what the blood flying ant looked like...

The appearance is indeed similar to the legend, but there are delicate cracks on the body, which is a bit strange...

It doesn't look like a natural pattern, but it seems like I've seen it somewhere...

As soon as this doubt flashed through his heart, Lynch suddenly remembered that it seemed like a kind of magic pattern he had seen before...

Magic pattern?

Blood Flying Ants are just monsters, how can there be magic patterns on them?

"No, go back!"

Thinking of this, Lynch's face changed. After saying this, he ignored the blood flying ant that was about to be obtained and turned back.

Hawking and Palin were still staring at the blood flying ant at this time. When they saw Lynch suddenly giving up, they were caught off guard and paused slightly on the spot.

However, in this moment, the blood flying ant had a space and had already flew out and could no longer be captured.

"What's wrong?" Palin looked at the blood flying ant that was leaving with a pity and looked at Lynch with a strange look.

Including Hawking over there, he also frowned. If Lynch hadn't made a sudden sound, the monster that seemed to be about to get wouldn't have suddenly escaped.

"That's not a blood flying ant." Lynch was very anxious and had no time to say more. He hurriedly finished this sentence and returned the same way.

"What's the matter if it's not a blood flying ant?" Palin was full of wonder.

Hawking frowned and looked at the blood flying ant that had already flew away reluctantly. After hesitating, he went back. During this period, he had seen too many excellent places in this young mage, so now he still chose to believe in Lynch.

But soon, as they returned, they saw a young mage next to the corpse of the Dark Rotten Flower. He was holding a serrated alchemy scalpel in his hand, operating something...

Perhaps it was because he found that someone was back that the young mage raised his head and was holding a green magic core in his hand.

Seeing Lynch and others, the young mage was not panicked at all. Instead, he naturally put the newly dug out magic core in his arms. A warm smile appeared on his pretty face: "You are back, and you will notice that something is wrong so quickly. It's great."

"Hmm? You're back, too, I thought you were lost."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young mage suddenly had a bright look, his eyes crossed Hawking and suddenly a smile appeared.

A bug passed over Hawking's head, flew over with a cry, and landed on the fingertips of the young mage.

Seeing the flying bug, Hawking's face suddenly turned cold.

That was the blood flying ant I caught just now.

The situation is very obvious now. The young mage manipulated the bug, disguised as a blood flying ant, and lured himself and others to leave. He can come and collect the magic core...

Although they have been looking for companions, the person who appears now is obviously not a companion, and he is a mage from other forces. Otherwise, he would not even know Hawking.

During the winter hunting, the struggles and even fighting between mages are the default of major forces. No matter who falls, no force will deliberately investigate.
Chapter completed!