Chapter 287 - Meeting (1/2)

“Damn it!”

“This Gates of hell is getting more and more terrifying!”

Looking at the huge black gate in front of him, Quentin, who had waited for an unknown amount of time, was getting impatient.

Although he was extremely interested in this gate of hell.

However, in his mind, he was still very clear about his true purpose of coming here.

To capture or kill the scarecrow strange creature!

Until now.

For this Gate of Hell.

He had already lost two of his generals.

Those two were B+ rank mages. In this world, mages of this level were already considered very powerful. Even in their Hanluo Sect, they were the mainstay and a force that could not be ignored.

However, although important, but as a large force, the Hanluo Sect, such a level of mages although important, but not rare.

At this level, there are always casualties.

So it was not really a big deal.

What worries him the most.

Or the vision that came from the other side of the Black Swamp.

The thunder rumbled.

Black fog lingered.

It was even comparable to the black fog that came from the Gate of Hell.

Especially the old man Garros from the Mage Association. The speculation that came out of his mouth terrified him and made him feel an inexplicable worry.

The scarecrow had advanced to A rank!

This news had caused him to be deafened at that time.

It was simply unbelievable!

Therefore, he had started to panic for some reason.

However, after such a long period of calm, he had finally calmed down.

So what if he had advanced to an A rank?

It was also very difficult to truly control the power of faith. At the very least, when he had advanced to an A rank, it had taken him nearly a month to get used to this power!

And during this period of time…

He had been extremely weakened back then.

If he wanted to purely use magic power and not use the power of faith, it was quite difficult at this stage.

The slightest carelessness would cause his body to collapse under the power of faith.

Even if the scarecrow had advanced to an A rank…

If he wanted to completely get used to this power, it would take some time!

As long as he could find him during this period of time, he would be able to kill this scarecrow!

This was Quentin’s idea.

And it was precisely because of this.

He was no longer in a hurry.

In his opinion, the scarecrow would need at least a week or so to get used to it.

And now, it was only a few hours.

According to Nikorei, the true opening of the Gates of Hell would only be in these two days, and it might even be today!

In terms of time, it was completely in time!

Even if the scarecrow had left the Black Swamp in order to escape, he could still rely on the special methods of the sect to easily find the location of the scarecrow. He was not afraid that the scarecrow would run away!

Therefore, Quentin was not in a hurry.

He waited here slowly.

“Afraid?”

“If you’re afraid, get lost quickly.”

Nikorei said indifferently.

Bullsh*t!

Quentin heard this and cursed in his heart.

He was afraid?

He was an A rank existence after all, and there were so many B rank fellows around him. If they were not afraid, how could an A rank like him be afraid?

Quentin glanced at Rei with a gloomy expression.

If only you were not too strong…

“What’s there to be afraid of?”

“Even if this door is opened, those on the other side won’t be able to get through. This black fog doesn’t have any effect on me, so why would I be afraid?”

Quentin endured it for a while before finally shaking his head and saying.

Hearing Quentin’s words, many people, including Garros, pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Although they were here…