Chapter 527: Revenge, Is Not That Easy (1/2)

“What do you mean?” Ivan was taken aback.

“Belo, you mean those undead ghoul arcane masters we are looking for are approaching already?” Chris immediately asked as she raised her guard.

“They should be here soon.” Belo nodded. A red glint seemed to flash across the eyes beneath the spectacles that were frosty from the cold air.

“This guy......” Ivan was shocked.

He could tell Belo had become very different from before. Just the red glint in his eyes was able to make him feel dizzy.

Moss identified the tall arcane master following behind Ivan and shouted in surprise, “Wilde? So you and Ivan are our contacts? The markings were also left by you?”

They were also acquaintances. Blue Wasp Wilde, the manly arcane master second to Ferguillo in the Iron Forest Academy.

However, the current Wilde had frostbite and dried lips.

“Who’s this?”

Moss asked about the person wearing a deer head hat.

He was a boy with dark skin of about thirteen to fourteen years old. He looked smart and cautious. However, the deer head hat on his head was too big and gave him a hilarious appearance.

“He’s Buel, a resident of this town. He’s the sole survivor and currently our guide.” Wilde rubbed his hands. He saw a steamy, hot tea on the table and immediately gulped it down. He turned to Belo and asked, “Are you sure we don’t have to extinguish the fire? Do you really have a method to fight those things? You need to understand, they are never alone...... They always move in groups. We have also scouted here. The Snow Wolf Corps not far from here has been exterminated. So, if you want to lure those things over on purpose, realize their numbers will be overwhelming.”

Belo glanced at Wilde and said, “You either leave right now, or get yourselves warmed up and eat something hot. Looks like you haven’t eaten something warm for quite some time.”

His tone was arrogant, but Wilde was familiar with the bunch of monsters from Holy Dawn. So, he did not get angry and sat down next to the fireplace with a shrug. He used a tin can to melt the cheese, grabbed a piece of bread and fish and began heating them up.

Chris watched the forest with caution. She had yet to see any movements.

“Oi, brat. You might die if you stay here. Don’t you want to leave?” Belo seemed to be showing interest in Buel as he spoke.

“I’m not scared!” Buel looked at Ivan and Wilde, then shook his head.

Belo seemed rather interested in Buel and asked, “Why are you wearing that deer head?”

“This was given to me by Uncle Hort, for my adulthood ceremony. He was going to bring me to a deer hunt, but all of them died...... So I want to avenge them!” Buel gritted his teeth and grabbed his deer head hat tightly, “After those monsters are dead and I have avenged them, I will take off this hat!”

Belo tapped on Buel’s shoulder and spoke with a strange tone, “Revenge? Do you think it’s that easy?”

Buel felt a slight numbness on his shoulder.

At that moment, Chris warned, “They’re coming!”

Buel held his deer head hat and turned around. He could see several figures covered in frost dashing out of the forest.

Within the night, those figures’ eyes were glowing white.

“Luckily there are only a few.” Moss mumbled to himself.

“Is it?” Belo pushed up his spectacles and snorted.

Moss’s mouth suddenly opened wide and his face paled. However, he could not make any noise.

A piece of bread fell out from Wilde’s mouth.

Apart from Belo, all of them paled.

A few seconds after the first few figures dashed out, branch snapping sounds could be heard coming from the entire forest.

Densely packed white glows from the eyes of those figures swarmed out from the forest.

Chris sternly stared at those figures and spoke, “There’s too many of them! At least a thousand!”

“A thousand......”

Moss began trembling uncontrollably.

Chris’s judgement would not be wrong.

There are definitely over a thousand of those figures!

If it’s just a few dozens, Belo should be able to handle them. But if there’s so many of them...... even a Corps can’t stop them!

Perhaps, there’s more than a complete Corps within those undead ghoul arcane masters!

At that moment, Moss heard Belo speaking. “So many...... Looks like it’s the sum of Corps and residents from settlements within the Eternal Winter Forest. It’s a big army...... not some small fries passing by......”

Belo’s voice carried that impulsiveness and fervor again.

The moment he turned around, he could see Belo’s face dyed red like blood and releasing a mysterious red glow.

“Oi...... Shouldn’t you be telling us how to handle them now?”