Seeing Dust fall, the Aztlan soldiers chasing behind suddenly became excited. Xue Chipepee slowed down and reached out to signal the Aztlan soldiers to stop. He was afraid that the man would do something strange, so he let the soldiers disperse and slowly approach Dust with the posture of surrounding the two wings.

Twenty steps... fifteen steps... ten steps... Dust seemed to be dead, without any reaction. Soon, Schoppeppepe arrived at Dust's heel. Seeing that Dust was still not moving, he suddenly raised Maquowit high and pointed it at his thigh joint and chopped it down - cutting off his feet, not only did not affect the subsequent interrogation of him, but also prevented the guy from continuing to escape. It was much more worry-free than being nervous and prepared.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, a water column suddenly crossed between Maquowit and Dust's legs. Xueqipepepe's attack did not infused magic, but the water that should have been soft showed a powerful repulsive force outside in the continuous rolling of the inside. The obsidian saw blade hit the water column, as if it was blocked by some hard weapon. Not only did it fail to split the water curtain, but instead shocked Xueqipepepe backwards.

When I looked again, the water column had already formed a water wall in front of Dust, and soon, it expanded into a water cover, protecting Dust inside.

"The magic of the Black Springs Tribe?" Xueqipepe looked around and shouted, "Who is it? Come out!"

A middle-aged man wearing leopard skin, carrying a dead wolf on his back, and holding a short spear appeared not far away, looking like a hunter. Xue Chipepe pointed Maquowit at him and shouted: "Are you from the Black Springs Tribe? Did the Black Springs Tribe organize this attack?"

The hunter did not answer Scipepepe's question, but walked straight through the water cover and came to Dust. He turned Dust and wiped his palm through his wound. A clear water ball appeared in his palm, cleaning Dust's wound:

"May the God of the Spring Heal Your Body and Your Heart."

This is a magic that Xueqipepepe could not remember. He said in surprise: "The magic of the Boni tribe is the Rouquan tribe... not right! Who are you?"

The hunter who was able to use both the magic of the Black Spring Tribe and the Rouquan Tribe at the same time was obviously beyond everyone's cognition. After a long time, a soldier whispered: "This seems to be the hunter who lives alone. He lived there before we camped here."

"The hunter who lives alone nearby? No tribe? Living next to the barracks??"

Xue Qipepei became more and more angry when he recited these words.

"Yes, not long ago, this guy brought a rabbit to my house as a passerby. However, I have been waiting for him here for a longer time... Well, it's been three or four years."

The hunter patted Dust on the shoulder and stood up. Then, he suddenly stood up seriously with the short spear in his hand to the ground and said:

"Master Quilakiri asked me to take four people back, and now one of them is lying down. Aztlan, can you give it a convenience?"

"Qilakirakir?" Xueqipepepe was stunned for a moment, "Are you a disciple of Master Quilakirakirakir?"

"Yes, my name is Kuku." The hunter replied, "is the chief disciple of Master Quilakiri."

“Quillacri…”

Xueqipepepe subconsciously took a step back, but soon, he stood up straight and asked, "Since Master Quilakiri pleads with him, it seems that I have to give this face?"

The hunter put down the short spear in his hand, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed slightly:

"Thank you, Master Quilakiri will remember the kindness today."

Xueqipepe snorted and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to retreat. However, as soon as he turned around, he suddenly snatched a spear and turned around and threw it towards the water cover!

"This is an important prisoner, and it is of great importance!" He shouted, "The Sun King asked to meet Master Quilakiri before, and the master did not show any affection. Don't blame me for being rude this time!"

Although it was an ordinary spear, Xueqipepepe's throw was filled with huge magic power equivalent to the elf level. Before it could touch the water cover, the air pressure squeezed and deformed the surface of the water cover. The moment the spear touched the water cover, the entire water cover was squeezed out of shape like a sponge. Xueqipepepe's attack was far from stopped. He kept snatching the spears of the soldiers beside him and threw them one by one towards the water cover. Finally, the moment the sixth spear touched the water cover, the entire water cover shattered and poured onto the ground like a heavy rain.

The hunter was soaked all over and knelt on the ground and panted.

There was a sound of soldiers and horses behind Xue Qipepe, and Tessomok had already approached here with his men. With reinforcements, Xue Qipepepe became more courageous!

"Master Quilakiri's disciple is just like this!" He said excitedly, "It seems that Quilakiri is probably a guy with nominality!"

“ELBERITH (Covenant)!”

A spell of unknown meaning suddenly came out of the hunter's mouth. His voice was swaying, like an officer giving orders to the soldiers-

"The element is defeated, the sky is shaking, the sea is retreating, the flame is extinguished, and the earth is trembling! In the name of Kuku, the chief disciple of Master Quilakiri, Marbas, I call you, please appear in front of me immediately in the form of a human, and do not have any incompleteness or distortion!"

The torches on the soldiers' hands suddenly flashed violently and were extinguished in a few seconds. The shadow of a darker hand appeared in the darkness, and soon grew into a giant holding the heaven and earth!

In the darkness, only a holy and pure white light flashed around the hunter.

"Marbas, I order you to crush the will of all living creatures around you. In the name of Kuku, the chief disciple of Master Quilakiri, Marbas, execute my orders without any distortion or hesitation!"

In a daze, it seemed that a huge black palm was pressing down from the sky, but it did not cause any physical damage. Only the Aztlans were injured - they widened their eyes in the squeezing fear; they raised their arms high and struggled to support the non-existent heavy objects; then, they curled up to the ground, as if they were pressed into one meat ball after another.

Only Tesosomok and Scipepepe did not fall down immediately. Tesosomok lay on a stretcher, staring at his eyes and wrestled with the black giant; Scipepepeo roared like crazy, holding Maquowit and dancing in the air. But their will could not escape the endless darkness. Soon after, their bodies each stumbled and collapsed on the ground.

In the darkness and silence, the hunter came to Tessosomok.

"What is he doing when the savage Bobo who eats noodles with his nose? Isn't this injury completely cured?"

He shook his head, brushed his hand through Tessomok's wound, and said:

"May the God of the Spring Heal Your Body and Your Heart."
Chapter completed!