If it weren't for the shackles of the bloodline talent, the level could not be broken through, otherwise the Abyss Blood Pattern Tiger would definitely be able to enter the ranks of the eighth-level demonic beasts.

Therefore, in the face of such an existence, Mogar is tantamount to looking for death, but fortunately, Sparker has been following him in the dark for a month, rushing into the cave at a critical moment, shaking the abyss blood-streaked tiger to death and saving him from the tiger's mouth.

A month ago, he walked into the Misty Mountains standing up, but a month later he was lying out of the Misty Mountains.

Driving into the carriage of the Twilight Courtyard, Mogar looked out the window with a blurred gaze, the blood-stained tattered clothes, the four horrific claw marks across his cheeks, the barely connected right calf, and the drooping left arm all 'revealed' the consequences of his extremely inflated heart.

Staring at the rapidly receding shadows of the trees and the mottled halo, his brows gradually furrowed, and then his heart turned sideways, leaving all thoughts behind, closing his eyes and falling asleep directly.

Sparker glanced at him and smiled, feeling that his mind would be further improved after this catastrophe.

...

At sunset, at the edge of the deep forest, bordering the northwestern part of the Mobola Empire, three embarrassed figures walked out of the last woods and stood on the grass, as if they had seen the light of day again, and the young man on the far left looked up to the sky and roared.

They were the Casio trio who had set out from the Elven Clan Heavy Land in the middle of the Sunset Deep Forest a year ago, and they looked embarrassed at this time, and they couldn't see the slightest bit of the high-spirited aura they had when they had just left the Heavy Land.

Casio spit out the blood on his chest, and cursed a few rough words in a low voice, his broken clothes were stained with blood, some wounds were already scarred and some wounds were actually wriggling, and there were many strange energies entrenched in them, and if they were not cleaned up in time, the wounds might worsen further.

And the patriarch and the youngest princess of the elves beside him, the battle armor is also broken, although there is no bloody wound visible, but the appearance of the mud and cloak is scattered, for the elves, who pay great attention to appearance, and dress up extremely carefully, the state of the two is even more miserable than Casio.

With the powerful combination of their two realm level and a ninth-level powerhouse, they didn't even care about their image, which showed what kind of terrifying encounters they had experienced before.

Three balls of energy of different colors enveloped their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they dispersed separately, they had all changed their clothes, and the high-spirited aura gradually dissipated, Casio stared at them again and again, and then turned to look at the dark woods behind them, the experience of the past year kept replaying in his mind.

It stands to reason that with their realm-level strength, it would only take three days to fly from the middle of the Sunset Deep Forest to the Mobola Imperial Capital, and if you count the time it takes to avoid some powerful ethnic groups and bypass some large cities with a population of millions in the empire, they would be able to enter the Mobola Imperial Capital in five days at most, but it took them a year to get out of the Sunset Deep Forest.

At the beginning, they flew out of the Elven sphere of influence, and as soon as they left, assassinations followed, and they were all pursued by realm-level powerhouses, and the flying target was too big, so they had to fall into the ground and move.

Casio thought that this was an experience arranged by Pelea for the two clansmen, but after Cecelia was severely damaged, the assassination continued, and he realized the seriousness of the situation, and rescued Cecilia with all his murderous anger, and the three began to flee.

As the frequency of assassinations increases, even white-level assassins like Casio are overwhelmed by these endless assassination methods, often adding new wounds to their bodies, and they are forced to enter a wandering state and constantly dodge.

If it was just a few waves of assassinations, they could easily resist with the combination of their dual-realm-level strength, but the assassinations were endless, almost every three days, and there was not much time to recover, so they didn't dare to fight at all.

Moreover, the road leading to the capital of Mobola was blocked by realm-level powerhouses, and they could only run and grope while fleeing, this escape was a year, and nearly a hundred assassinations made Cecilia wonder if all the realm-level powerhouses in the entire continent had come to assassinate them!

It wasn't until they were standing on the plain just now, all the peeping sensations on their bodies disappeared at the same time, that Leo confirmed that this huge assassination journey was over.

Casio turned around and looked at the two of them again, carefully thinking back to the four realm-level powerhouses that they had killed in the past year, one Terran, and three Shapeshifting Demonic Beasts, although the Sunset Forest journey was over, the journey in the Terran Realm would still not be easy.

Sensing Leo and Cecelia's gradual light, he immediately coughed lightly and said, "Don't be too happy too early, you two are still half an empire away from the capital of Moboladi, and in the hinterland of the Terrans, our situation may be even worse!"

They immediately put away all their emotions and calmed down, and Casio nodded, and quickly lifted off into the air and flew quickly into the distance, and Leo also dragged Cecelia to quickly take up and catch up with Casio.

Sure enough, as Casio guessed, as soon as they approached the first line of defense on the border of the Mobola Empire: the war fortress with a population of 50,000, they were blocked by two figures, Leo exchanged a look with Casio, and let go of Cecelia, and the two realm-level powerhouses who surrounded her did not care about her, and let her slide towards the war fortress.

The four figures rushed into the sky at the same time, passed through the clouds, and appeared above the clouds, accompanied by huge energy fluctuations, a huge roar exploded, and more than 20,000 people in more than a dozen streets and thousands of military-style buildings in the fortress were attracted by the sound, or rushed out of the city gate or climbed the city tower or stood on the corridor of the city wall, looking up at the position where the black, green, and yellow energy converged and stirred in the northwest sky.

Cecelia had already rushed into the fortress and disappeared into the crowd, and the battle over the plain became more and more intense, and the aftermath of the rumor shook the city walls slightly from a distance of several kilometers, and the rumbling continued.

Most of the people present couldn't see clearly and were not qualified to see this level of battle, many people would be stung in the eyes by the violent energy mass with a diameter of more than two hundred meters, the lower the strength, the stronger the stinging sensation, so only a few minutes after the battle began, there was a crowd of people gradually leaving.

At this time, in a compartment of the city tower on the far left side of the west of the fortress, two young men suddenly appeared, they were the most calm expressions among all the existences, among them, the messy golden short-haired man stared at the green energy mass above the northwest, his eyes continued to catch the figure moving in the energy group, his face gradually stunned, and he unconsciously exclaimed:

"It's Leo, Proya, the old immortal, who is willing to let Leo out and walk the world!"

"Who? Leo, who is Proya?"

"The current patriarch of the elves, Carl, we don't have to go to the elves' lair, this is an opportunity, let's go, when they kill those two, we will have something to do at night." ”

The dark green long-haired young man named Carl pondered and asked the doubt in his heart: "How can you be so sure that those two will be killed by Leo and them? Those two people are close to the middle of the realm level!"

"Because the person next to him is called 'Ji', the legend of the assassination world, you just need to know that he once assassinated a lord with a ninth-level strength, then, how terrifying do you say he is when he reaches the realm level? I'm afraid that Leo doesn't need to make a move, Ji can kill those two people. ”

Karl was in awe, pursed his lips, and glanced at him, and the two quickly disappeared.

The battle had lasted for nearly half an hour, and the three-color energy group above the clouds had accumulated to an extremely terrifying state, and at this time, there were only a dozen figures left who were still standing around the city wall to watch this battle, and the aura they each emitted had reached the strength of level eight or above.

With the sudden chaos of the three-color energy group, two huge corpses fell into the clouds, smashed down on the plain, and crashed into two hundred-meter huge craters, the battle came to an end, and the figures of Leo and the two lost their traces.