C274 Its Head Is Very Hard

The scholar with the iron cage on his head walked briskly to the woods in front of him. He kept patting the stain on his clothes as he stepped into the woods.

"Antel! Antel!"

He recited the name in a singing tone.

In less than a second after his voice faded, the bushes beside him were pushed aside. Then, a hunter wearing a cloak from the Yahar'gul came out