At the northeast corner of the town of Vison, near the edge of the Tlas Forest, some tents appeared at some point. If anyone passes by, they will find a golden wagon hurtling across the prairie carved into the top of the tent, and the tarpaulin is thick and smooth, evenly coated with waterproof sumac juice. From a distance, it looks like a green wooden house.

Ordinary people go out, are the day as the quilt, to the earth as the bed, can have a sleeping bag is already very good. Even some caravan owners who traveled from country to country often had only one or two broken tents to cover the ugliness.

The lifelike golden carriage, the luxurious tarpaulin, all explain the identity of the tent owner, either rich or expensive!

At this time, the largest tent from time to time out of the faint sound of conversation, the door one left one right standing two fierce warriors. If anyone saw it, it would be a surprise. What kind of character is it that even the guards are great swords?

"Hailberry, it's time to start, or..." The old man in the gray robe was worried, pale and bloodstained, as if he had just been through a great battle.

"Well, Master Glen, this little fellow is only a little big, is his nucleus really useful?" The veiled girl sighed and gently stroked the puppy like unicorn in her arms.

At the young girl's words, the grey old man's face fell and he sighed heavily. No one knows for sure whether the small unicorn's crystal core will work, but it's not easy to catch an adult unicorn. A terrible price has been paid for this little one, with the elite warriors in his entourage going to hell, and even Master Gibson dead.

"Miss, it's all my fault. The ambush failed and Master Gibson was involved." After swallowing a mouthful of liquor, Hanks, who was wrapped with thick gauze on his forehead, raised his ebat in his hand with a sound and said fiercely: "Even if I give up this old life, I have to go back into the forest of Atlas to hunt adult unicorns." I owe my life to my Lord, and without him I would have been a heap of dirt twenty years ago!"

"Yes, for his Lordship's sake, fuck it all!"

"Give the order, Miss!"

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Led by Hanks, a group of fierce warriors have stood up.

Looking around at the bloodstained warriors of the family, and looking at the exhausted masters, the girl shook her head helplessly. The depths of the forest of Terras warcraft rampage, as the eighth level of advanced Warcraft unicorn strength terrible, coupled with erratic movements, even when the army is strong, not to mention after heavy losses.

"Hailberry was grateful for all your kindness. But there are dangers in the forest of Traverse, and how can Halberle let everyone risk going in again?" The masked girl's eyes red, then said: "You warriors help, is our family's blessing, whether it can save my father's life this time, Hai Er Belle is deeply grateful to you!"

"Hailberry, do not delay, go, go at once, and hope to return to Monttersen in three days!" The grey man's face was grim. "If you don't get back before your father gets sick, there's not a chance!"

Listening to the gray old man said so, the masked girl was more anxious, and made a decision to command everyone to start immediately. However, just as the crowd stood up, suddenly there was a loud roar in the distance. Then came a quick 'tap' sound, as if a fast horse was coming quickly.

In the middle of the night, a passing knight or a monster out to hunt?

Listening to the increasingly clear voice, everyone was puzzled. This is outside the forest of Atlas. There are no monsters. And because it is far from the residential area of the town of Wesson, there are few people, let alone in the middle of the night, even during the day. What the hell is going on?

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After listening intently for a moment, the little unicorn in the arms of the masked girl neighed loudly and struggled. At the same time, after hearing the little one's cry, a louder roar came from outside, and the footsteps became faster and clearer.

"No, it's a unicorn following the scent!" Looking at the struggling little one, the gray old man's heart moved, lost his voice and shouted, "Quick, rush out, knot up, quick!"

Listening to the gray old man so shouted, the crowd also reacted, desperate to rush out. After a few days of unbearable pursuit, everyone understands that only the alliance can escape from life, otherwise, they will be mercilessly killed by the terrible unicorn one by one.

'Miss, your sword! In panic, the maid, holding the masked girl's sword, ran after her in horror, trembling at the thought of the warrior whose head had been broken in half by the unicorn two days before.

After putting the little unicorn into the arms of the maid, the masked girl pulled out her sharp sword with a sound and said in a deep voice: "Mary, don't be afraid, we are many." When the battle comes, be sure to stand behind me, and do not run away in panic!"

As a magic sword master, Hailberry although also nervous, but not like any angry handmaiden Mary panic. With the help of samurai Captain Hanks, the commanding family of samurai quickly formed a tight circular defensive formation.

The town of Wesson has a lot of rain, and the fog is often heaviest in the middle of the night. The roar of the unicorn is getting closer and closer, but the fog is thick, and the sound is not seen. Staring at the thick fog, people were even more nervous, and the rapid footsteps of the unicorn gripped their nerves like the horn of death.

"Well, miss, I..." Listening to the drum-like "tap" sound, watching the shadow of swords and swords around, the maid was so nervous that she almost couldn't breathe, and she followed behind the masked girl.

"Hanks, if you can't hold on later, you take the lady first, don't be brave!" The grey man whispered as he pushed his way to Hanks' side. When the army is strong and strong, it is difficult to resist the crazy revenge of the unicorn, and now these exhausted remnants are left, what to resist the attack of the other side? In desperation, had to abandon the pawn to protect the commander.

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Several hundred paces away, the unicorn suddenly stopped, paused for a moment, and slowly pressed forward step by step.

Tap, tap, tap...

Listening to the heavy and powerful footsteps, felt a surge of killing air, people were nervous and cold sweat, holding the weapons in their hands, the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

With a "tap" sound, the unicorn slowly forced through the fog. Red eyes, wrapped in a circle of purple arc of a single Angle, and that overwhelming sweeping air of murder, all let people tremble.

"Give me the unicorn, or I'll kill you!"

Just as the Grey man and several magicians were about to join forces to cast the magic Shield, a young man slowly emerged from the unicorn. The eyes were electric, the face was expressionless, and although there was no magic and no fluctuation of anger felt from him, people did not dare to take it lightly.

After successfully domesticating the badly injured unicorn, through its memory, Yang Ling quickly understood the ins and out of things, and understood why the unicorn would be so angry and unwilling before dying. As he tried to heal the unicorn, he followed the scent of the little unicorn.