After the clergyman went back to sleep, the hunter began to chat with Valon in a random manner, hoping to get some useful information from him.

Valon accepted all the offers and easily fooled them with a self-consistent fake identity.

On the contrary, under the guidance of Wallon's language, a lot of information was extracted from the hunters.

According to the hunter, this forest is called the Dark Forest. At night, the branches and leaves block all the moonlight. Even during the day, the light is very limited, hence the name.

This dark forest covers a very large area and there are many ferocious creatures like gray wolves. If inexperienced people rashly enter this forest, they will only get lost and eventually be eaten by the wild beasts living here.

Of course, even with the escort of experienced hunters, there is still no guarantee of 100% safety.

You know, in this dark forest, the dim environment and the elusive wolves are just basic operations. The real horror is the dark creatures hidden in the forest.

It's not a big deal if you don't encounter it, but if you do, even an experienced and fully armed hunter will most likely be killed.

The hunter in front of him was hired by the church to lead the clergyman through the dark forest to a village stricken by the plague.

Before entering the forest, the hunter repeatedly warned the clergyman, who had no experience in traversing the forest, to follow his instructions in all actions after entering the forest.

At first, the clergyman did not take the hunter's persuasion seriously. As a clergyman who had been practicing in the church, he did not know the horror of the dark forest.

But soon the forest taught him what it meant to bow his head when necessary.

Because the plants in this forest grew very fast, there were no roads at all. The two men could only walk through the weeds. The muddy road and his clothes made him suffer a lot.

Even at night, for safety reasons, both of them cannot sleep at the same time, and one of them must keep watch.

Seeing that the man was too tired, the hunter let him rest first while he stood guard and waited for the other man to take over after a while.

The other party agreed very well, and when the hunter was about to rest, the other party patted his chest to reassure him. But the result was that the hunter couldn't hold on for long after he rested, and this led to the scene that Valon had just seen.

Looking at the sleeping clergyman, the hunter sighed and said, "He is a good boy. The forest is not suitable for him, but his ability can save more people."

Just as Valon was talking to the hunter, a rustling sound was heard from the bushes not far away.

The hunter reacted the fastest. He immediately picked up his shotgun and pointed it at the bushes, while kicking the sleeping clergyman to wake him up.

Valon thought that the creature that could make such a noise must be a gray wolf. If they were unlucky enough, they would encounter a pack of wolves. As long as the three of them worked together, it would not be a big problem to force them back.

But when a red hat was thrown out from the bushes, the hunter's pupils suddenly shrank and his hand holding the gun could not stop shaking.

These Walons naturally saw all of this.

When Valon looked at the red hat, he found that it was not a patched cloth hat, but was very similar to the one worn by the seven dwarfs in fairy tales.

The difference is that this red hat was not red at first. The red color on it seemed more like it was dyed red by being soaked in blood for a long time.

At this time, the clergyman also woke up. For some reason, compared to before, he seemed to have sensed something. His eyes were fixed on the bushes behind the red hat, and his hands were tightly grasping the Bible in his arms, his eyes full of fear.

At the moment a dark shadow jumped out of the bushes, the hunter decisively shot it, while shouting "Run!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran in the opposite direction. The clergyman also did not hesitate at all. He didn't care about his fatigue and ran as fast as he could.

Although Valon didn't know what was going on, in order to prevent the two from doubting his identity, he followed them.

I don’t know how far I ran. When I saw that the thing behind me didn’t catch up with me, the hunter stopped and gasped for breath.

Then, the clergyman, who had been unable to breathe for a long time, sat down on the ground, looking as if he was going to pass out if he couldn't breathe.

Seeing that the two had almost recovered, Valon asked, "What was that just now? Why were you running so fast?"

"You don't even know the Mad Hatter?"

When the clergy heard Valon ask this, they looked at him as if he were a monster, their eyes full of disbelief.

Compared to the clergy who were making a fuss, the hunter was much calmer and slowly explained, "The Mad Hatter is a dark creature unique to this dark forest. There are seven of them in total. It is said that they were not dark creatures in the past, but seven peace-loving dwarfs."

"Later, for some reason, they offended a powerful witch. Not only did the witch capture them and torture them madly, she also cast a horrible curse on them, turning them into bloodthirsty, crazy monsters who would kill anyone they saw."

"These seven? Why does this story sound so familiar?"

But before Valon could react, the clergyman next to him said, "It is said that the hats of the Mad Hatters were not originally red, but they killed too many people and their blood dyed their hats red."

Just as the clergyman was about to continue telling Valon other secrets about the Mad Hatter, he suddenly shuddered, and then a shrill laughter came from the woods in the distance.

"Run! He's catching up."

The three of them ran in front, and the Mad Hatter was chasing behind. As time went on, the hunters and clergymen consumed more and more energy, and the distance between them and the Mad Hatter was getting closer and closer.

Even at this extremely tense moment, Valon still had the leisure to look back at the Mad Hatter's appearance.

I have to say, this dark creature called the Mad Hatter is really ugly.

His skin was all gray with dark green spots all over. He had a short stature and a big nose like a goblin, but he was holding a sickle that was twice as big as his body.

The red hat on his head exuded a bloody smell, and his bloodshot eyes showed madness.

Seeing that the Mad Hatter was getting closer and closer to the three men, the hunters knew that if they continued like this, it was only a matter of time before they were caught up. With their strength, they were no match for the Mad Hatter even in their heyday, let alone now.

"Run separately!"

After saying that, the hunter ran in another direction, and the clergyman also ran in another direction.

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