The sky seemed to be covered in a layer of gray gauze, causing little sunlight to penetrate the surface. From time to time, a few more muffled thunders swept by, as if to exacerbate the unease in people's hearts. Coupled with the fact that there are tall trees with lush foliage, the environment is naturally full of gloom and loneliness.

Yang Jiening let out an old pant and ran through the trees. He always maintained a sharp gaze that was looking straight ahead, and no matter how rapid and messy his steps were, they never changed his trajectory.

Finally...... Finally......

At present, there is only one thought coiling in his heart, and that is that he has finally returned to his long-awaited homeland, the Kingdom of Saran.

However, this sporadic excitement could not change the overall pessimism, and his face soon returned to its original sorrowful appearance. Because he knows very well that he is still in danger.

After all, the enemy would cross the border to pursue him—with such uneasiness, Yang Jiening quickened his running speed.

The muffled sound of thunder lingered overhead, and he just shuttled between the towering trees. The staff he held in his left hand occasionally touched the dirt at his feet, leaving deep circular holes.

When the few light sources hit his face, his facial features were revealed. It was an old face like dead tree bark, wrinkled and covered with a silver beard at the chin. He seems to be over 50 years old, and he looks older than he really is.

The surroundings became more and more deadly, as if deliberately accentuating the sound of his ragged breathing. In addition to handing over his breath, his face was still twitching unusually unusually.

This is due to excessive fatigue.

Yang Jiening continued to run vigorously, even though the fatigue had reached the zero threshold, he still had no intention of slowing down. Sometimes when he touched the grass on the ground and the branches of the tree trunks, he would make a grinding sound.

Certain...... Be sure to hand over the things safely. When the thought came to him, he touched the black covered document bag in his shirt with his right hand. This thing was bought with his life, and he must not let others snatch it away.

Under the double blow of exhaustion and panic, the injuries on his body seem to be getting worse again. In particular, the sword mark on the back that was more than ten centimeters old still made him feel a pain in his heart. Not only that, but there are varying degrees of spell damage on the chest and waist. And for him, the most fatal blow was on his right outer arm. It was hit by the enemy's witchcraft, causing the entire arm to turn blue and purple.

These wounds were given by a nation called Sauron.

In order to alleviate the discomfort caused by the injury, he chose to stand up as much as possible in order to lower the center of gravity of his body. But in this way, the running posture has also changed, which invisibly increases the burden on his two old legs.

His old bones were almost overwhelmed, and his eyelids were sinking day by day.

He had also abandoned his fast horse when crossing the border. Now that I think about it, it really wasn't a good decision. Either way, he urgently needed to go to the nearest town to resupply and rest, so that he could alleviate his injuries. So, he gritted his teeth and fought for his life, re-instilling the few strength he had into his legs.

But suddenly, a thunderclap struck with enough to burst the eardrums.

He gasped and stopped abruptly. However, it wasn't because of the thunder, but because he noticed something unusual in the woods.

He began to cautiously observe the movement around him, and his perspective followed the twist of his neck, drawing an almost semicircular arc. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, except for a few shades of wind blowing through the leaves, causing some 'sizzling' sounds to pass by, and the entire forest seemed to be encased in a silent cover.

At this time, the sound of thunder crossed my ears, and then there was the accompaniment of the wind.

He rolled his eyes, trying to smooth out his breath. Frowning and quietly on guard, the hand holding the staff inadvertently raised up as he slowly straightened his back.

Somehow, the thunder seemed to get denser. A few rumbling sounds swept in succession, enriching the silence in the forest. However, his mood began to become more and more uneasy, and the threat seemed to be approaching tightly.

He tried his best to stay awake and catch the slightest movement in every corner of the trees. Without a moment's wandering, he felt everything around him. Maybe it's because I'm too involved, and even my slight and regular breathing can echo in my ears very clearly.

He continued to freeze in place until he felt a slight stain on his face.

The sky actually started to rain.

The drizzle struck him like a few strands of wool, bringing with it a few loose dripping sounds. He looked up and sniffed at the moisture that permeated his surroundings.

Sure enough, there was something. At this moment, Yang Jiening's heart has completely risen to his throat and eyes.

Another thunderclap struck, and not far away there was a scene of lightning striking. Yang Jiening's eyes quickly glanced to a certain side on the right side, and he moved back half a step in time.

There seemed to be a slight shaking in the bushes he looked at. He was just about to react. Suddenly, a blue, ice-colored object shot out of it.

Ice Arrow - He quickly discerns the enemy's moves.

The direction of the ice arrow is pointing at him.

His eyes widened, and he clenched the staff in his hand and quickly leaned sideways. The moment the ice arrow grazed in front of his eyes, he followed the trajectory and looked behind him.

The ice arrow struck a bush behind him, causing a large chunk of its leaves to freeze into crystals.

What a powerful mana!" Yang Jiening's eyes showed a look of surprise. But before he could sigh, another ice arrow shot out from the shaking bushes before.

He subconsciously tightened his lips, as if he had made up his mind to deal with it. I saw him take a big leap to the right first, and the ice arrow hit the weeds where he had landed earlier.

In an instant, the grass was frozen into a lumpy object, especially a leaf that happened to be blown up by the breeze, and it was completely frozen into a sky-high worm, which looked like an ice sculpture from a distance.

This was completely putting himself to death, Yang Jiening gasped and glared at the place where the ice arrow was sent again.

The Ice Arrow is a common trick used by magicians, consisting of an ice arrow that glows with blue light, and is not only covered with a dazzling blue light, but also drags a long tail when it is shot.

It was clear that a powerful magician was hiding in the woods and attacking him.

You can't just passively dodge it, you have to fight back strongly. Thinking like this, there was movement in the bushes over there. Yang Jiening's eyes suddenly stared into two round balls, and the expanding blue light in front of her was reflected in her pupils.

The ice arrows came again. This time it's not one, it's a dense several. They were like many deadly daggers, shooting at Yang Jiening's location.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, he quickly spread his arms and then jumped to the right. While dodging the ice arrows, he began to slowly gather the aura in his body to his left hand.

Yang Jiening is also a magician himself, so he naturally knows how to use ice arrows.

However, I don't know if it was because the breath was lifted too violently, or because the wound was involved in the beating process. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. He almost screamed, but he gritted his teeth and closed one eye by habit.

I only felt that the perspective in front of me suddenly flickered, and the scene became a little blurred. He hurriedly shook his head when he landed on the ground, and only then did he regain his consciousness a little more consciously.

The enemy's ice arrow shot at the place where he had just landed, instantly pulling everything in his left side into a world of ice. The grass on the ground and the trees that were a little closer were all affected.

In addition to being stunned, Yang Jiening soon realized that the time had come. His left hand had been infused with a lot of mana. I saw that his palm was flipped upward, and it didn't take long for a blue ice ball of light to appear in his palm. There was a chill at the edge of the ball of light, and the light source it brought out immediately illuminated his entire body. When the strength reached a critical point, Yang Jiening took advantage of the situation and pushed his hand forward.

The Ice Arrow was shot out like that.

Look at how you still dodge and release the dark arrow-Yang Jiening's expression suddenly turned fierce.

It was too late, and just as the ice arrow was about to hit the bush where the enemy was hiding, a figure suddenly leaped upward. The figure is also holding a staff in his right hand.

In the world of Cellos, there seems to be an unwritten rule. That is the relevant legal profession, together with the staff in the left hand, and the right hand is charged to show the tricks.

I saw the figure draw an arc in mid-air like a roc spreading its wings. After leaping between several towering trees, the figure finally landed safely on the ground.

Looking at the figure's posture from bending legs to standing upright, Yang Jiening's eyebrows gradually rose.

The enemy was surprisingly young, about twenty-five or six years old. He has a pot-lid-style hairstyle, and the top of his hair is almost like a toilet lid attached to his scalp. Whether it is the shape of the head at a cursory glance, or the eyes and mouth that need to be carefully considered, they all have the characteristics of a disc shape.

Good boy, it's you!" Yang Jiening gripped the staff tightly and slammed it to the ground. The base of the rod struck the dirt with a muffled sound.

Yang Jiening knew this young man, he was none other than He Weilin, an 'expert-level' magician known as a genius in the Sauron Empire.

It just so happened that there was another glimmer of light in the sky, followed by a loud thunder.

In order to show his momentum, Yang Jiening chose to straighten his body as much as possible, but his waist didn't stand up for long, and the pain in his entire back suddenly smelled in his heart. In desperation, he had to give up and use his staff as a semi-support, and bent down slightly. The injuries appear to be getting worse.

The enemy, He Weilin, was a little more relaxed, and he did not have the slightest flustered appearance due to his youth and inexperience.

The heart was sore from the restlessness, and they spread throughout the chest. Yang Jiening found that it was difficult for him to maintain a regular breathing rhythm, so he gasped for breath.

All he could do now was to take out the threat in front of him first. Yang Jiening then tightened her lips and injected strength into her right hand. In an instant, the strength of his whole body was concentrated on his right hand. Gather through the veins on the arm and eventually reach the palm.

A chilling blue ball of light came into being again. He bared his teeth, ready to unleash the ice arrow. However, the next scene made Yang Jiening a little stunned.

He Weilin didn't actually make any defensive posture, but just stood so calmly and calmly.

What's going on? Yang Jiening's eyes widened violently. He looked at the kid in front of him carefully, and after about a second or two, He Weilin's appearance of curling the corners of his mouth was deeply embedded in his pupils.

There is a problem! Yang Jiening decisively shelved the idea of casting an ice arrow. He violently shook his eyes in either direction until he felt the sinister aura rushing in from his left.

Is that......

He didn't have to wait long for a golden lightning bolt to erupt from a certain jungle on his left. The electric currents were staggered together, rushing towards the place where Yang Jiening was standing like a chain.

It was also a formidable force of individual stocks, and Yang Jiening was so shocked that he couldn't move. With the same gaze he had used to look at Ho Wellin, he glared at the source of the lightning.

Blood Shaman, Yang Jiening, immediately recognized the profession of this new enemy. The trick used by the enemy is also the lightning chain commonly used by the Blood Shaman.

Seeing that the lightning chain was getting closer and closer to him, Yang Jiening hurriedly tightened his breath and raised the staff that he grasped in his left hand. Soon, an unusual air flow appeared around him, and after a few weeds that blew through his footsteps, a translucent shield with a blue light completely enveloped him.

This is also one of the more common tricks used among magicians, and its name is Mana Cover.

The lightning chain struck the mana shield, like a bull sprinting with all its might crashing into a wall. In an instant, an indescribable air flow burst out. They spread out from the mana shield as an axis and spread out violently to the periphery. Not to mention the weeds on the ground, even the branches and leaves were blown to sway wildly.

The lightning chain continued, like a spear with a fierce aura, and it was fiercely inserted into the mana cover issued by Yang Jiening. The two energies collided with each other and shone with a lot of light.

He Weilin, who was on the side, also appropriately covered his face with his hands to prevent his eyes from being pierced by the beam.

Yang Jiening withstood the attack of the lightning chain, and his arm holding the staff was always held high. He knew that as long as he put it down for a moment, the mana shield would fail. Then, he will also be ruthlessly torn apart by the electricity of the lightning chain.

You must do everything you can to maintain your strength. With that in mind, he gritted his teeth and raised the staff higher.

There was a sharp stabbing pain in the elbow of the left hand, and it seemed that the previous wound was still worsening. He felt like he was in a trance. The brief loss of consciousness also caused the effect of the mana cover to weaken a little, and Yang Jiening's arm raised above his head trembled slightly, and he took a small step back in embarrassment.

Luckily, he quickly brought it up again. The staff was held high above his head, and the mana shield he unleashed reached its strongest point.

The enemy's lightning chain weakened slightly, and slowly transformed from a linen-like non-dialytic to a tattered fishing net.

Yang Jiening seized the opportunity and shouted the word 'ah'. The mana shield expands to the periphery, and when the range reaches a certain critical point, the mana shield disappears. The enemy's lightning chain, which at first was like a fierce leather whip, suddenly became fragmented after a few swings out of thin air. Eventually, the lightning chain disappeared completely, and the energy gradually dispersed.

The lightning chain of the enemy blood shaman was shattered, and Yang Jiening did not stop there. The aura that had gathered in his right hand before had not dissipated, in other words, he could still launch the Ice Arrow at the first opportunity.

Enduring the pain of his right arm being corroded, he gathered the breath in his hand into a single point. The moment the blue ball of light appeared, he unleashed an ice arrow towards a forest, the source of the lightning chain just now.

The ice arrow broke away from its grip and scurried forward, blowing a little blow at the branches and leaves it passed by.

However, just as the ice arrow was about to hit the target, an inexplicable golden light flashed from the trees over there.

Yang Jiening took a deep breath, and her mouth opened like a 'uh'. Soon, he saw a strong current protruding from the trees. The strong current swept through the trees and shook the bushes that had been shelter. Soon, a golden object emerges from it.

The shape of the object is boxy, like a large square box. However, its four walls are made up of dense lightning. Whenever you look at it, you will have the feeling that the wall is full of dense current climbing.

"Lightning Cage. Yang Jiening couldn't help blurting out the name of this move.

This is a common move used by Blood Shamans for defense, and is equivalent to the Mage's Mana Shield.

And inside the cage, Yang Jiening also saw a figure. The figure was holding a staff, and his figure seemed to be a little bloated. Just from the gap in the net, Yang Jiening recognized the identity of this blood shaman.

The Ice Arrow struck the Lightning Cage, and a hurricane swept in. Unfortunately, the Ice Arrow didn't have much effect. It was like a fish caught in a large net, and after a slight smash of the lightning cage into a little dent, it split and disappeared on its own.

Seeing this, Yang Jiening took a deep breath, accompanied by a slight retreat.

I saw the figure in the lightning cage wave his hand out of thin air, and the net lightning scattered towards the surrounding area in an instant like a balloon that had been burst. At this moment, the appearance of the Blood Shaman was completely presented in front of him.

His name is Zhu Qi, and he is a first-class blood shaman in the Sauron Empire, and he also has the ability of an expert-level profession.

Zhu Qi's age is less than thirty. The most striking feature of his face is that he has a nose that is almost many times larger than his other features, and his stature is quite short and fat, which is often mistaken for a dwarf. But he is indeed a pure human being.

Zhu Qi probably saw that there was no need to cover it up anymore, he took a few steps forward, and when he stopped, he also thrust his staff into the ground. On the other side, He Weilin slowly approached Zhu Qi's side as if he was cooperating.

Regarding the approach of the two enemies, Yang Jining always watched vigilantly. He wondered what they were trying to do. Of course, there was another thought in Yang Jiening's mind that was expanding. So how do you get out?

In terms of the current bad situation, not to mention that he was so seriously injured, although the two enemies were still young, they were both expert-level strength. Yang Jiening knew that he had lost the possibility of defeating the enemy. But if the other party makes a mistake, it is also possible to seize the opportunity to escape.

Thinking like this, Yang Jiening still stretched out his arms.

Not leaning together, at a distance of about a few meters, He Weilin stopped.

Yang Jiening was surprised, and swallowed saliva into her throat. The enemy seemed to be waiting for something, only to see a malicious smile on their faces. Seeing this, Yang Jiening immediately lowered his eyebrows, he couldn't stand the provocation of those two young people.

At this time, a dazzling electric light suddenly flickered in the forest, and Yang Jiening only felt that his eyes had become white. After that, before even the blink of an eye was completed, the thunder of 'boom' came. This time the thunder seemed to last for a long time, and they continued to echo in my ears for a long time.

Then, the rain increased to a full notch. Dense raindrops began to fall from the cloud-filled sky. They struck Yang Jiening's body, sliding down the top of his head, shoulders and other parts. For a while, his face showed a dripping state. Even in the blink of an eye, his eyelids would be covered with wet stains.

Zhu Qi and He Weilin were no better, their bodies were already soaked, and the raindrops slid mischievously on their bodies before sliding to the ground.

With his eyes fixed on the two enemies, Yang Jiening took advantage of the situation to launch a force. However, just as he was injecting power energy into his right arm, the palm that was held up suddenly twitched.

In this deep wood, Yang Jiening seemed to feel something. He glared at Zhu Qi and He Weilin in front of him, and lifted it like a mountain of air.

Probably driven by an instinctive reaction, Yang Jiening's body suddenly bent forward, like a dignified bow. This sudden action can toss his old bones a lot, and there is a tingling sensation in his waist.

After that, something bizarre happened. Yang Jiening's back seemed to be attached to a huge air current. When he rolled his eyes, he saw a sword slashing through the top.

Yes, it was the enemy's breath in the rear just now, so he bent down in advance to dodge. It's just that because his limbs have not yet received the command in his head, he has this unconscious emergency response.

At this moment, the guard cells in Yang Jiening's whole body had been turned on, and he instantly rolled to the left. But the crisis was not over, and after a terrible thunderclap, he fell to the ground on his side, and looked up to see that the sword was swinging at him again.

At this moment, Yang Jiening quickly clasped his hands together and silently recited a spell in his mouth. In an instant, his staff flashed with blue light. The scene after that was that Yang Jiening's body suddenly disappeared, and suddenly reappeared more than ten meters away.

He had just activated the magician's skill, teleportation.

After escaping the catastrophe, Yang Jiening gasped and looked at the place where he had suffered before.

A sturdy young man with a sword in hand stood there. The young man is more than 1.85 meters tall and has an unusually erect body. Even if it is covered by the wrap of clothes, you can clearly see the prominent and well-developed chest muscles of his upper body. Whether it is a full forehead or an angular face, they are all telling two words, that is, strength.

This strong young man is none other than the youngest and most promising swordsman in the Sauron Empire - Lu Lei.

And Lu Lei is still a person who has reached the expert professional level.

Now, it means that Yang Jiening has to face three young and promising enemies at the same time, and they are all 'expert' others.

Thunder rang out across the sky, as if it shook the earth. The raindrops the size of beans fell on Lu Lei's sword, which had a sharp and cold meaning.

Lu Lei flashed a sly smile at Yang Jiening, but he didn't directly rush with his sword. The other two young men also stood there stupidly, as if waiting for something to come.

Yang Jiening's emotions at the moment were extremely chaotic, and he couldn't react as he should. But just as he was alone in the face of several enemies, an inexplicable laugh suddenly appeared in the forest.

"Hahaha......" laughter seemed to come from all directions, revealing a vague sense of echo.

Yang Jiening looked around. But at some point, he was as if he had been struck by an electric current. Because of the owner of this laughter, he will never forget it no matter what.

The laughter echoed through the forest for a while, followed by a so-called 'compliment'.

"Sure enough, it's not the number one magician in Saran!"

As the voice became clearer, Yang Jiening found its specific source. It was in a dense bush behind me to the left.

"With such a serious injury, I was able to dodge the attacks of a few of my men. Along with the sound, a few leaves in the bushes over there moved a few times. Soon, a man walked out of the leaf forest, "It really has unfathomable strength!"

Yang Jiening's eyes were round at first. But gradually, his eyelids sank, revealing an indescribable disgust.

Regarding Yang Jiening's actions, the man seemed to be a little unimpressed. He walked slowly towards Yang Jiening, with a chilling smile on his face. Standing still, the man made a respectful fist salute.

"Magician Yang Jiening, that is, my former teacher. ”

In the vast woods, thunder and lightning slashed again. The beams of light shining in the sky were bright and dark on the man's body.