It's not that the three of them were surprised, but this answer is really a little difficult to accept.

Nightblade Leopard, belonging to the terrestrial realm, tooth beast species, carnivorous system, leopard fourth, is a high-level group monster with a silver rank as an adult, carnivorous, born to master the power of shadows, the basic talent ability is to walk in stealth, with shadow magic immunity below the gold level and not low elemental magic resistance, and can also master some low-level wind and shadow magic magic when they become adults, and it is a rare dual-system magical beast-

But none of that matters.

The important thing is that the Nightblade Leopard is not wild at all!

As the main mount of the high-level class of the elven knight, the night blade leopard has become an important strategic resource of the elf race since the founding of the elf race six thousand years ago, the wild night blade leopard population is difficult to reproduce, and the survival rate of the cubs is not high, and in order to better help the night blade leopard to reproduce, the racial federation has carved out a forest in the hinterland of their country to transform it into a night blade leopard breeding base, each cub is carefully raised, food and drinking water are carefully deployed, and with the age of the growth of different stages of hunting and obedience training, suitable candidates for the night blade knight is to accompany the night blade leopard cubs to grow together, get the cubs' full trust, and after decades of uninterrupted care and cultivation, this can get a Standing Seven Thousand People, all members of the Night Blade Knights of the quasi-gold rank-

At the same time, it is also the most elite standing army unit of the Racial Federation with the highest individual quality.

The shimmering luster on the Nightblade Leopard's body was piled up with a lot of gold coins!

With such a national treasure-level monster, a missing treasure that has to be reported to the Federal Assembly for emergency treatment, how can there be such a large group of people left out?

The God of Creation is above, and there are at least twenty Nightblade Leopards eating here!

"No...... This ......," Del Cora was dumbfounded, "God...... What did we find......

“...... Incredible...... It's incredible," Assas was equally shocked, but soon he noticed something unusual: "Hey, Del Kora, Satya, look...... Are these Nightblade Leopards too thin?"

“...... Really," Satya also discovered, "the fangs are long, and they should be adults, but they are only two-thirds the length of a normal Nightblade Leopard." ”

"Even if someone steals the cubs, even if there isn't enough food, there shouldn't be such a big morphological difference between an adult and a normal individual—" Delcora muttered to himself as he pinched his chin as an idea gradually took shape in his mind, "And, you see, some individuals are fading their coat color, while others are showing patches and spots on their hair...... What do you think this is?"

"Predator camouflage?" said Satya, "you mean that these Nightbladed Leopards are evolving to adapt to the Great Plains environment?"

"This evolution takes quite a long time...... They can't be stolen cubs," Assas sighed, "So, are they really the wild Nightblade Leopard Pack?"

The answer is incredible, but there is no other possibility for us to choose. Delcora shrugged, "Honestly, it surprised me more than seeing the dragon - it was still possible, after all. ”

"So what should we do? get around them?" asked Satya.

"No, I have an idea," Delcora said, still pinching his chin, which he always likes to do when he thinks, "We all know that Nightblade Leopards don't have wild individuals, do we?"

"......," Satya and Assas looked at each other, "now we're not sure. ”

"But before we discovered this, all of the Nightblade Leopard tribes in the world were domesticated by elves, and only the elves could make the Nightblade Leopard trust - do you remember the cause of the Second Pan-Continental War? ”

"This ......," Assas was stunned, "as the ruler and the descendants of the Golden Elves, the Thorns deliberately created border frictions, stationed a large number of troops in the Solvis, the Wind Forest and the Great Plains, expelled the inhabitants of Yadu and Kurot on the border, and let the silver elves and other races in the country serve as cannon fodder on the front line, which eventually led to the Elven Civil War, and Kulot took advantage of the situation...... You mean—"

"Yes, I suspect we may have found a secret base," Delkora's eyes lit up as she looked at the Nightblade Leopards, "Of course there are no wild Nightblade Leopards, but if there was once an abandoned base for the Elves, maybe I could figure something out." ”

"But that doesn't make sense – even a thousand years ago, the Racial Confederation had only nominal sovereignty over the Great Plains," Satya said, "and there are no forests here, no traces of man-made objects around, and the base built here is not destined to be an important institution – let alone guarded by the precious Nightblade Leopard." ”

"Either way, it's very likely that there's an elven base around here—" Delkora grabbed the staff, and the three of them fell back to the ground, "it's not safe in the air...... I don't think we're going to be able to deal with twenty Nightblade Panthers right now. ”

"You want to find that base?" Assas was a little surprised, "just us?"

"It's okay to just find it...... Of course, first of all, we need to determine the range of the Nightblade Leopard, and if we really guess correctly, the range of the Nightblade Leopard should still be centered on that base. ”

"You want to track down the Nightblade Panther?" asked Satya.

"Yes...... But not for me to go. I don't want to be sliced by the Wind Blade. Delkora gathered away the Sage's vitality and took out the wand that had been used in the previous battle, but which he had complained about—worth two silver coins, the kind that could be seen in the city of Sauvis—and sighed helplessly.

The magic he's going to use next doesn't require elemental bonuses, so the four single-stat staffs aren't of much use right now.

"I'm glad I didn't throw it away......," Delcora muttered.

"Uh...... You're going to use ...... That?" Satya looked at his movements, as if she suddenly remembered something, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she took a few steps back with a look of disgust, "Hey...... Del Kora, you know, if you really want to use that, you're going to be in trouble for me today. ”

"......" Assas didn't speak, but silently took a few steps back, and then a few steps back, until he was farther away than Satya.

"Oh, are you going to give me up like this, I'm working hard for this team!"

Delkora grumbled, but the staff in his hand began to sway slowly, in a strange trajectory—

"Let me feel it...... That's right, how could the Great Plains be missing...... Well...... A little further down...... Oh, found it. ”

With his words, the staff suddenly paused in mid-air, and a stream of power that did not belong to the elements, nor to light and shadow converged towards the spar on the top of the staff, and the originally translucent blue spar was impregnated little by little, gradually turning into a deep purple-black. But there are still many free strange powers that cannot be accommodated, and the flow of energy condensed into purple circles around the staff, infecting the handle of the hardwood staff with purple lines, the sound of wood grain splitting is clearly audible, and wood chips are constantly falling, and the few simple elemental gathering runes originally engraved on the staff are quickly washed away, and are replaced by some new and completely different strange patterns from the current popular rune system-

Just as the entire staff was about to be shattered by the clash of powers, Delkora stopped in time to summon the free energy. So those little purple energy streams also dissipated little by little. Lost from the forcible infusion of an external force, the staff, although still crumbling, miraculously did not shatter on the spot, and it seemed that it could continue to be used—it seemed.

He broke another staff. Satya, who was watching the scene from afar, said casually, "I've always wondered why the basic magic of that line is actually a wand carving—now I know." ”

"No, Satya, he's the only one who has to carve a new staff every time—or rather, he's the only one who has learned the magic that requires them to be carved. Assas shook his head, "You know, he doesn't have the same magic as other magicians. ”

"But it's more powerful and more effective, except for ...... That's a little problem. At the end of the day, Satya's expression became a little odd, "So I never allowed him to use this at home - I can't understand it, can anyone else do that?"

"No, it's not, he's the only one who does. Assas also frowned, "Uncle has analyzed, it's just that his control of energy is not perfect...... Wait, how long ago was the last time he used this?"

"Three years, or four years ago?" Satya thought silently, "he was still ...... back then. Uh......"

The two looked at each other.

"I think we should take a step back. ”

"Agreed. ”

Del Cora didn't know what the two companions were muttering. After breaking a staff worth two silver coins, he got what he wanted, and after a brief adaptation, he stretched out the new staff, the hedron on the tip of the staff pointed to the ground, and streams of purple energy surged on it—more stable and controlled than those that were free in the air—which was why he had to make one.

He closed his eyes and meditated, his spiritual power connected to the crystal, hooked the purple energy in the crystal, and led them to the earth, towards the location in his perception.

At that moment, he opened his mouth and uttered the incantation.

"Ayemo Oates Nasato!"

"Ayemo Oates Nasato!"

"Ayemo Oates Nasato!"

It is not a continental lingua franca, or even a language of the current era. But this strange language accelerated the surge of purple energy, more and more energy poured into the ground, and the lines and colors on the staff became lighter and lighter. Finally, when the last bit of purple energy left, there was a sudden sound of twisting and cracking from inside the staff—Delkora threw it out, and it shattered in mid-air, turning into a shard of wood.

The spar at the tip of the rod even turned directly into dust and was blown away by the wind.

"Ah...... Two silver coins for my dear. ”

Delkora thought (he even had the strength to think about it) and took a few steps back, looking at the land where the last of the energy had been infused.

There was already a bulge of dirt there.

Then, the dirt bag suddenly exploded, the dirt scattered in all directions, and a sharp claw suddenly broke through the ground, and the tip of the claw still flashed a faint cold light—

Bone Claw!