"Finger, you can put you down, but you are not allowed to run around, you have to follow me."

Donald held Finger, which kept moving around in his backpack. As an animal, he always had a special sense of belonging to the jungle.

Meow ~

Finger called out, broke away from Donald's arms and fell to the ground, looked up and smelled the breath around him, jumping happily in the distance.

"This place should be close to the middle of the Moss Island. Look at the surrounding area, the number of large stones is increasing, and the next road will be difficult to walk. How strong are you, do you need to rest?"

Wizards focus on the development of mental power, so in the eyes of many people, their bodies will appear weaker than mental power.

"Don't worry, my physical fitness is definitely many times higher than you think. In fact, if I go to combat training and have a suitable talent, my combat power will not be much worse than that of a strange disciple like you."

The power of the demon is subtly transforming Donald's body, destruction, pain, life, and the three major power sources of Mineato. Life does not only give life to other dead objects, but also allows the owner of this power to obtain extremely strong blessings.

If you just compare your physical recovery ability, Donald is confident that he will be more than most alien disciples of the same level.

"Adventure?"

"You can think so. In fact, if my talent and offensive methods were not dependent on spells, maybe I might have become a melee alien."

"Can wizards only fight long-range battles? I think if you have the right talent, you can make the wizards not spend time making seals. The power of spells at close range is not higher, and it is even less likely to be avoided. This is to understand the strange disciples with elemental talent. Once the wizards can do this, will they not have more methods than them?"

Perhaps I don’t want the search journey to be too quiet and boring. After all, it’s midnight soon. People with normal daily routines will feel tired during this period. If someone keeps talking, the situation will be much better. Therefore, Anthony chose to continue on this topic and express his own opinions.

"You also said that you need the right talent. Does the talent that can make the wizard cast spells without sealing? And even if you really find it, a wizard's melee ability is still a little worse than a foreign disciple with targeted talent. For example, my body has extremely strong recovery ability, but in terms of strength and agility, it is a little higher than that of ordinary people. If you fight melee, unless I have the ability to regenerate the head... If the bushes in front are not wrong, is that person?"

While the two were chatting, the whale oil searchlight above Donald's head accidentally discovered half of his legs exposed in the messy vines in front.

Anthony followed the direction Donald pointed to his lights, and someone was indeed lying there. It was definitely not his willingness to appear in the grass at this time.

Grabbing his ankles, he dragged the man from the bushes to an tilted stone platform outside, and the two of them focused their eyes on the body.

The deceased was a man. Judging from the beard on his chin and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he should be over 30 years old. He has many insects on his body, not worms like maggots, but other insects in the jungle. The whole body does not have a strong smell and will not die for too long.

His eyes were covered with grayish white cataracts, and his face was covered with dry blood.

"It should be a fatal injury here. Something sharp was directly penetrated his chest and then spread to both sides. There was a grass that was completely stained with blood. It should be the first scene of death."

The clothes on his chest were torn like cloth curtains in the slums, with flesh and blood turning out, and the organs in them were even more messy. If the strength was stronger, he might be able to tear the body in half directly.

Although it's not much different now.

"The wallet on his body is still there, and the ring on his finger has not been taken away. If someone killed him, he would not let these things go... This kind of wound doesn't seem to be caused by humans, steel-clawed mole?"

Donald took out a brown wallet from the corpse's scattered clothes and looked at his hand again, a gold ring was intact.

It's not human, it's a strange beast. There is only one kind of steel-clawed mole on the Moss Island, and you can only guess it.

"The steel claw mole is about the same size as Finger. Although its claws are sharp, you can see the length of the wound, at least two palms. That is not something that the steel claw mole can do."

The two of them studied next to the corpse for a while, but they still couldn't find out what the murderer was like. They could only cheer up and continue walking forward.

As we deepened, many traces of human activities began to appear along the way, including bonfires and tool backpacks scattered on the ground, which proved that someone had appeared and stayed here, and they should have been attacked by some kind of existence.

"The traces of burning flames are not connected, but the burnt in a single area, the traces left by spells. There was a wizard fighting here... another corpse."

Donald first saw the traces left by the flames on a tree. The climate of the Moss Island was humid, and forest fires were unrealistic here, and no one was stupid enough to ignite the fire here to try to burn a big tree.

Then he saw the corpse under the nearby tree, and he faced the tree where Donald found burning marks.

"His thigh seemed to have been cut by a blade, his bones were broken, and only some shredded meat was connected. Five traces of flesh were found in the flesh. The human palm could not do this, it should be claws... The steel claw mole happened to have five claws. Is the information they gave me wrong? The steel claw mole can actually grow to half a human height?"

Now even Anthony is a little suspicious if it was made by the Steel Claw Mole.

"No matter what, there should be some dangerous beast on the island. The deaths of these people seem to be too late. It should be the case in these few days, otherwise news should also be heard from the outside world."

There is a sea market, and the strange disciples communicate frequently, just like the Thornhead Seagull incident in Moon Bay before. When a person knows it, he will naturally remove the ship. If the murderous strange beasts on the Moss Island appear very early, someone will definitely discover it.

"What's this?"

Anthony suddenly squatted down and took out a note from the grass beside the tree where the body was leaning against. It was covered with grass mud, and took off the dirty things on it. He approached the place where the notes were taken and looked at it and said,

"This note was hidden here before, not covered by grass, but the soil here has traces of excavation. There were mud and grass leaves in his left fingernail. He dug it. Judging from this state, it looked like a hole that was temporarily dug before his death."

I'm about to die, and I'm going to hide my notes, what are recorded in it?

Anthony looked through the notes, flipped through several pages, looked at them a few times and flipped them over and handed them to Donald. The notes were a brief summary of intelligence.

"Black Claw Mole...The mutation in the steel claw mole exists, and is extremely aggressive... The heart is one of the core materials of the talent of Silence... Is there a black claw mole on this island?"

The notes specifically record the information about this strange beast, and this person appeared here by such a coincidence. Moss Island is the residence of the steel-clawed mole. In addition, the dead shape of these people is either broken or missing arms and legs. You should know that the name of the steel-clawed mole sounds aggressive, but in fact its habits are extremely afraid of life.

"It seems very likely now. Judging from this note, this kind of strange beast should be extremely rare. If it can be caught, it is more valuable than the steel-clawed mole. Our goal can be changed, and the black-clawed mole is placed first and the steel-clawed mole is placed second."

The materials of this mutant beast are often popular on the market, and it is also clearly mentioned in this note that the heart of the Black Clawed Mole is a core material called Silent Talent. It has come, so there is no reason not to try it.

"But how to find it? Such a large island, the number of black-clawed moles is likely to be very small. Look through it and see if there are any clues about black-clawed moles on it."

Anthony flipped through the notes, and Donald began to "touch the corpse". It is not up to luck to find the black-clawed mole. They must have a clear route.

There was no more content in the notes, but Donald, the corpse-searcher, found a roadmap from his shirt pocket.

The above uses a relatively simple technique to draw several obvious signs, and use lines to connect them, and the final destination is a ball of black dots.

"Let's go, go find the Black Clawed Mole."

Anthony put the notes on his backpack, and he was going to study the situation of the black-clawed mole on the way. Donald stood up and prepared to follow him. He accidentally stepped on the palm of the body, which was resting on his side. He subconsciously glanced at him, but found that his palm was covering the ground, and the steps he took out were taken back.

He squatted down, took away his palm, and pressed the grass below with his hands. Unexpectedly, there was a hard object. He clenched it with a searchlight for a while, and finally found a ring.

The blue bottom is oval, painted with a hand with an index finger pointing to the sky, and took out the one I carried with me, exactly the same. The only difference is that the outer edge of the Grants and his wife was left with a layer of gold edging.

Why did he hide his notes and rings?

The reason why he hid the notes was because he didn't want others to know that there was a black-clawed mole here, and he didn't want others to get it.

So do you hide the ring and don’t want others to know that he is from this sect?

But since he died here, someone will always find him, just like Donald and Anthony now.

He doesn't want others to know his identity and the information in his hands, so that those who pass by may ignore him as an ordinary corpse.

Could it be that he is waiting for someone?
Chapter completed!