When everyone gets up, they warm up with hot soup, then extinguish the campfire and clean up the camp. They hid something in the shelter of the big rock, then traveled lightly and continued to search for the griffon's location.

"Luckily, winter is approaching, and most of the creatures either go to warm places to take shelter from the wind and snow, or hide in caves to hibernate and not come out again until spring. This makes us a lot less risky along the way. Tron walked from the end of the group to the front, and said to him as he passed Feiqi: "The Sunset Mountains are not like this in other seasons, and you must not leave the road and go into the mountains without completing your training." Feige, be careful. ”

"Be careful. Feige nodded, then tugged at the straps of his backpack to make his shoulders more comfortable. Although they were all light, Feige's backpack seemed to be heavier than the others, and he needed to adjust his posture frequently. It was a short rest, and it was also to prevent the wound from grinding under the cotton armor from being torn again.

"You're doing well. Kelley was replaced from his position as the scout at the front of the line, and as he passed by Feige, he said, "In your current state, you should be able to pass the augmentation ceremony, don't worry. ”

When he said these heart-warming words, his expression was still cold and stiff. Feige looked at him, smiled an equally awkward smile, and said, "I've never been worried. I'm not going to die in the Enhancement Ritual, and I'm not going to die here. ”

"That's good. Kele nodded, and stepped back again, reaching the end of the line, following Wumama.

The crowd made their way up the steep cliff on a sloping stone less than five feet wide. The stone here is hard enough not to break into the rubble that would shake the soles of your feet, and the stone here is hard enough to crush your head without leaving a wound on it, even if you fall from a height of 500 meters.

People are staggering here, and they need to pay attention to maintaining the correct body posture at all times and overcome the desire to let go of themselves. Feige found that the more he was on the edge of a dangerous cliff, the more he had the idea of jumping off the mountain, and the more he was afraid of heights, the more he wanted to plunge into that deadly height. This emotion can turn into a soothing self-deprecation after being away from the cliff, which can then be used to deepen the fear of the next time.

Because of fear, a stupid idea arises in the imagination: to end one's fear with death. In fact, after walking too much and becoming numb, my stupid thoughts have accepted my fate, and my fear has slowly been overcome.

"Shhhhh

Everyone immediately stuck to the cliff on the right side of the mountain, lowered their posture slightly, and closed their mouths tightly. In the noisy mountain wind, there was a faint sound of fighting. Everyone pricked up their ears, and those who could use the meditation technique of the Eagle School strengthened their facial features.

"Griffons. Calling. Kelie said in a low voice.

The group swapped their weapons into their hands, quickly checked them, and then began to move forward cautiously. Although it had been ten days in the mountains to find this griffon, no one wanted to encounter it now. Now, when you are on the mountain cliff trail, the terrain is the most unfavorable. The griffons have a good chance of destroying them all, even by flying over and hitting them all the way from the beginning of the group to the end of the group, leaving the rest to the huge drops and hard rocks.

Thankfully, that didn't happen. Leaving the dangerous cliff, they stepped onto a steep but open slope and headed towards the ridge. The griffon's cry came from the other side of the mountain, and Feige could hear it now.

It's clear that it's fighting. There was anger, excitement and a little madness in the screams, which were so full that they overflowed, and you can't get it wrong. Holding a camouflage shield similar to the color of the rock and earth, Tron hid himself and his ready-to-shoot crossbow behind the shield, hunched over and climbed the ridge first. Later, everyone saw him stand up and heard his cries.

"Instructor! Feiqi, come and see what's going on!"

Everyone hurriedly picked up the speed and rushed forward with their hands and feet. Deedwlett accelerated one and easily overtook Feige, almost the second to rush up. She held her forehead and involuntarily exclaimed, "Goddess bless! What kind of creature is that?"

Feige hurried up, and then saw cats and birds fighting on the top of a nearby hill.

From a distance, there were two cats and a bird, but considering the visual proximity and distance, a little restoration shows that it is not a cat and a bird. First of all, the bird was a griffon, probably bigger than the one that attacked Feige and then shed its feathers, with a wingspan of more than ten meters. Feige stared at it, and saw that it was thinner, with feathers like an oversized fur coat, loosely resting on the narrow shoulders of a skinny woman. At this point, it did not have the strong, formidable feeling of the cliff griffin before it, but rather appeared treacherous.

This does not mean that its combat effectiveness will be weak.

The griffin constantly flies, turns quickly, glides at high speeds, swoops down to attack, and then pulls up sharply. Snowflakes formed by the smoke and frost of the sand accompanied its attacks, interfering with the opponent's hearing and hearing along with the whistling sound. The four eagle-like sharp claws and the sinister beak of the more agile take turns attacking. Some hit the target, and the attack that didn't hit the target sometimes hit the rocks. Feige saw shards of stone flying, and his claws were unscathed.

This is no longer a problem of intestinal penetration. If you are hit by a claw, even if it is a scrape, it will explode directly in the same way as being hit by a large-caliber bullet.

The two "cats" fighting the griffons apparently know this, and they dodge as nimbly as they can, and then wait for the griffons to fight back while the griffons are lowering their altitude. Both cats are all black, which affects the accuracy of their size, but they should be about the same size as a rhinoceros. As they moved, black soot diffused through the gaps in their hair, like a cloud of mist. This would have provided them with cover, but it would have had little impact on the griffons that had taken over the skies.

They can only leap up and attack, and only two claws or teeth can be used in a single attack, which is no advantage over griffons with at least four talons. As a result, they had many more bleeding wounds, red blood and black hair sticking to the cold rocks. The griffin cried excitedly, a high-pitched, piercing sound. The two big black cats kept roaring one word: "Risk!"

"What kind of cat is that?" Feige's heart pounded as he stared at the primitive brutality of the battle on the other side, "It's so big!"

"Ghost cat. "A dangerous creature that is good at ambushing by day and night, very patient and very cunning, and there are quite a few in the Sunset Mountains. However, it is very rare to see such a large one. ”

And ...... "Since the place where the battle took place was still more than 300 meters away from everyone, and there was a deep valley in between, Caylie took advantage of this time to examine Cortron: "What else is out of the ordinary?"

"The ghost cat should go down the mountain for the winter in this season. Their black fur is useful in the dark, but is a nuisance in the snow. Now that we're above the snowfall, why haven't they come down yet?"

"Look again! Keep your eyes open and look closely! Don't let go of any black!"

Tron craned, then stared. "Yes, they're protecting the nest! I see two under the rocks on the right in the shape of a chicken's head...... Cubs of three ghost cats. It's so small! Is it just new? How can it be in this season? They should normally avoid winter. It is difficult for such a small pup to survive the season of low temperatures and lack of food. ”

"I don't know. Cain looked at the terrain around him, then pointed to the left and said, "The right side looks better, but there is cover on the left, let's go that way!" Tron, who do you think would be better for us if they win?"

Tron thought for a moment: "It seems that it is not good for anyone to win. This place is not suitable for fighting griffins, even if they are injured in battle. If the ghost cat wins, the griffin's corpse will definitely be eaten, and it will be difficult for us to get back the head, not to mention worrying that the ghost cat will treat us as prey, so we will have to worry all the way. ”

"If you get it wrong, you have to keep studying. Kyle shook his head and walked to the front of the group. "You don't have to choose the winner, it must be the griffon's victory. I have only one hope now, and that is that the griffin will finally feel hungry and stop eating the ghost cat, so that it will be in our favor. ”

Tron looked ashamed, looked in the direction of the battlefield for a moment, nodded, and hurried to catch up.

It stands to reason that the griffon might have spotted them when it flew into the air, but luckily it was still too busy fighting the ghost cat to glance this way. The wind is also very helpful, always blowing from the direction of the battlefield, so that their scent will not pass through and be discovered by the ghost cats.

With the help of the cover of rocks and shadows, the group quietly approached the battlefield. At this distance, the human nose could already smell the smell of blood and the body odor of the monsters, and the griffin's screams became more and more harsh. Feige was so nervous that he looked at the crossbow in his hand more than once, repeating to check that the bolt was still on it and that the string was tight. In comparison, Wu Ma Ma and Ramsden looked much calmer, although they were also on a mission for the first time.

Deedrite grasped the emblem on his chest and was about to recite the divine prayer, but was stopped by Keel. He waved his hand, then made a silent gesture as he motioned for everyone to lower their bodies. A one-second gesture change can mean so much, and Feige really didn't think about it. However, as soon as he focused his attention, he immediately became less nervous.

"Ga !!"

The griffin suddenly let out a loud chirp, and Feich's eardrums ached. He was about to poke his head out to see what was going on outside, when Tron grabbed him by the shoulders and crouched down again. At that moment, a dark shadow flew over their heads, slammed into the cliff, and then fell straight into the ravine.

It was one of the ghost cats, and it was supposed to be dead in mid-air, so it didn't let out a falling scream - the griffon eventually seized the opportunity to kill it. The remaining ghost cat wailed, and then hurriedly retreated, shielding itself in the direction of the nest. The average predator should go to find the piece of meat that fell at this time, so as to spare the mutilated family.

But this griffin is not normal. It spun around in the air and suddenly pounced on the ghost cat. The ghost cat couldn't avoid it and fought back with all his might, but he was still caught hard. The griffin swept across with its wings, and the badly wounded ghost cat rolled and slid down the hillside like an abandoned rag doll, unable to resist any longer.

The griffin felt invincible and took off. It has more anger to vent.