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He suddenly thought of the Shadow Hunter behind him, and his face changed slightly. His pupils didn’t move, but his line of sight quietly shifted to the surrounding environment.

“If I’m not mistaken, are you a warrior from Wing Family?” Ian’s shocked face gradually recovered and looked a little gloomy. Thinking of the Shadow Hunter’s corpse behind him, he slowly took a step, blocking the cave and saying coldly, “You dare to enter our Dragon Family’s Wasteland site, aren’t you afraid of death? There are our Dragon Family’s Pioneers patrolling the area, you had better leave right away!”

The Wing Family’s youth slowly raised his deep green eyes, looking at Ian dully. The youth only skimmed over Ian’s body before looking at the cave behind him. The youth seemed to notice something in the darkness. His pupils slightly brightened, and there was a hint of surprise on his face. However, soon he became doubtful. His eyes fell on Ian once again, asking, “Did you kill this Shadow Hunter?”

All their faces changed. They gripped their weapon immediately, preparing to fight.

“It’s impossible for them to kill this Shadow Hunter with their little strength,” the youth whispered to himself. Shaking his head and smiling, he felt funny for his excessive caution. The huge bat wings were folded to his back, huddling together. He looked like carrying a black shield on his back.

He walked toward the cave without regard for them.

Dean’s eyes flickered, and he stepped out of the way. He had no intention to block the youth.

Ian’s and the others’ faces slightly changed. They didn’t expect Dean would step aside. Was he intending to make them fight with the youth first? Thinking of this, the three people secretly criticized in their hearts, but they didn’t step aside like Dean. After all, once they stepped aside, it was equivalent to surrender the legendary magic mark.

“Stop!” said Ian, clenching his teeth.

As if he heard nothing, the youth continued walking calmly toward the cave.

Ruby, standing in front, felt an inexplicable tension and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Hesitating, he finally clenched his teeth and stepped aside like Dean.

“Attack!” Ian roared.

Martin suddenly rushed out; his figure seemed to be split into three, waving war-knifes toward the youth.

Ruby looked a little pale. He knew that Martin was attacking for real.

Puff

!

Suddenly, the sound of flesh ripping apart could be heard; blood was splashing around. A head flew past before Ruby’s and Dean’s eyes. The head hit the ground with a

thud

, tumbling for four or five meters away; the face showed a hint of amazement — it was Martin’s head.

Everyone was terrified.

Dean was shocked. Although he expected this youth to be extremely powerful not like the average Pioneers, he didn’t expect it to be so terrible. His back was overflowing with cold sweat, and his whole body was stiff. This felt like being locked by a killing intent, just like a frog that was stared by a viper; the frog didn’t dare to leap, nor to move?because if the viper was alarmed, it would be the moment when the frog died.

All their pupils contracted. Their faces were filled with horror. They didn’t think that the strength of this Wing Family’s youth was so terrible. Now they understood why Dean stepped aside. It wasn’t a trick to consume their physical strengths, but he could see the youth’s strength by using his thermal vision right from the beginning. The youth’s strength was far from what they could resist!

As the youth continued to move forward, Ian’s teeth were trembling slightly, and his heart was thumping madly. Every silent step the youth took was like a trample on his heart. The powerful oppression from this youth was like an invisible hand, gripping his body tightly. His body was stiff and unable to move.

Trembling, he moved slowly, making a path before the youth came.

At this moment, the legendary magic mark was no longer in his mind, leaving only fear and strong desire to survive.

Rosemary followed behind Ian. Her face was pale, unable to look straight at the youth’s face.

The youth ignored them, walking straight into the cave toward the Shadow Hunter’s huge corpse.

Seeing the youth entering the cave, Ian breathed a sigh of relief. As he started gathering his strength and prepared to escape, he suddenly heard the youth said, “Not so fast, I still have some questions. Be a good boy if you don’t want to die.”

Ian’s face changed slightly. He saw the youth didn’t look back, but squatted down in front of the Shadow Hunter, inspecting the corpse.

Despite the youth giving his back, Ian didn’t have the slightest idea of sneak attack. Even if he was brave enough to escape, he felt the youth could immediately catch up and kill him.

Dean saw all of them were so scared they gave up the idea of escaping. There were disappointment and anger in his heart. He wanted to wait for them to escape, so he could take the opportunity to escape himself. If they escaped separately, he didn’t believe this youth could catch all of them; therefore, some of them would succeed in escaping. Undoubtedly, this youth would ask them this Shadow Hunter’s cause of death if they continued to wait.

Once the question was answered, it was the time to kill them.

From this youth’s performance, it seemed that the existence of this Shadow Hunter had long been known. If the youth’s purpose was to deal with the Wasteland’s Dragon Guards, he could just kill all of them by the time he arrived. Even using sneak attack was more reliable and ensured no omission.

If he came for the Shadow Hunter, then the reason was obvious. Inside the Wasteland’s Dragon Guards or the Dragon Family’s high-level officials, there was a Wing Family’s spy, revealing the information about the Shadow Hunter in this Orange Wasteland’s 3rd area. Therefore, the Wing Family didn’t hesitate to take risks sneaking in and searching for it.

“Huh?” The youth, somewhat amazed, looked at the fatal wound on the Shadow Hunter’s back and examined the rest of the corpse before glancing around the cave. The amazement in his eyes changed into shock. “There is no trace of intense fighting. The wound was a single fatal blow. How could it be? Did something come out of the inner Wasteland?”

His expression flickered. No longer hesitating, he took out a vial and sprinkled it over the corpse’s wound; there was some yellow powder floated down.

After he sprinkled it evenly, he put away the vial, waiting quietly.

Several minutes passed in silence — the movement he expected didn’t happen.

“The Parasitic Soul Worm is gone?” The youth’s face fell, frowning.