The dozens of mercenaries who rushed from the Valley of the Giants to the basin were still galloping, and the five or six miles of the road looked not far, but the mountain road was rugged, and even a unicorn could not run fast.

"Look, what is that!"

Someone in the team suddenly exclaimed in the direction of the basin.

The mercenaries looked up one after another, their faces shocked.

A griffon plunged into the basin from the sky like a purple bolt of lightning, and a moment later, flew again, a pair of claws tearing a humanoid object in two.

"That'...... That's the Purple Griffon! ”

"Could it be Alex's legendary griffon?"

"Is there a second one on the Nolan Continent, this is a mutated tenth-level thunder and lightning griffin, tamed by Alex, just listen to him, I didn't expect it to appear here."

"Since Lord Alex is here, there's no need to worry."

The mercenaries were talking about it, and the heart that was originally carrying it was also relaxed a lot, but the speed of movement did not slow down by half a minute, even if it couldn't help, if you could see Alex fight with your own eyes, it would be a very bragging concern.

……

Alex...... Sure enough, he is still the one who does what he says. Brandley, who had already arrived in the Valley of the Giants, looked in the direction of the basin with some emotion and relief.

Everyone in the Grey Temple had different expressions, but their nervous expressions relaxed a little.

"My lord, this is the duty of our Grey Temple after all, and Alex's involvement in it will not make the reputation of the Grey Temple ......," a magician whispered beside Brandley.

"The reputation of the Grey Temple is accumulated over the years by the predecessors of the Grey Temple who fought to the death for the safety of the Chaos City and dedicated their lives to protecting the inhabitants of the Chaos City, and it will not be affected by the fact that someone has intervened to protect the residents before the Grey Temple." Brandley looked at the magician and said with a slightly cold expression, "You who said such things made me feel that I was belittling the reputation of the Gray Temple. ”

The magician's face turned red, and he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "My subordinates know their mistakes." ”

……

Reinforcement from all directions was still on the way, and at this time, everyone under the basin looked at the dark green ghost fire and dark green blood flying in the sky, and their faces were full of shock.

The eighth-level demon, which was so powerful that it made people desperate, was torn to pieces so easily that he didn't even struggle.

A wide-eyed head fell from the sky, and the bones rolled right in front of Evan, the dead fish eyes still looking at him.

Evan took a few steps back in horror, looking at the head in disbelief, dark green blood drenched in him, looking very embarrassed.

Just now he licked his feet like a dog, and made himself a slave in exchange for a chance to live, and then tried to kill the woman who embarrassed him and everyone present.

And now, this ghostly fire demon that he regarded as undefeated was actually torn to pieces by a griffin, and the sudden reversal made him a little sluggish for a while, and he didn't even know whether he should be happy about the freedom he might have or sad for the death of his master.

"It's Alex's purple-striped griffon!"

Scott looked up at the griffon in the sky, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he exclaimed.

"Could it be Lord Alex here?!"

"We are saved!"

Immersed in shock, everyone in the Rose Mercenary Group had a look of ecstasy on their faces, and the defensive circle shrank inward, and did not continue to attack.

When Alex traveled to the mainland with Irina, he punished the evil and was known as the bad guy nemesis.

Since the purple griffons are here, Alex must be nearby, which means they survived.

"Alex !!"

The demons, orcs, and trolls saw the Demon Fire Demon being torn to pieces, and then looked at the purple-veined griffin hovering in the sky, all with a look of horror.

No one understands better than them what the names Alex and Irina mean when they come out of their mouths, when the mercenary group that hunted wandering elves raged on the Nolan continent, no one dared to take care of it, but just because of these two guys, the mercenary groups that had been killed in the past two or three years were frightened, and they disbanded and disappeared, just to avoid these two killing gods.

And now, this killing god has reappeared, and it has appeared directly by their side.

Even if they hadn't seen him yet, the purple-striped griffons were all here, and he was naturally nearby.

Revolt?

Even the ancestor of the Void Troll Clan was killed by him with a single sword, and the most powerful Ghost Fire Troll among them was torn to pieces by the griffin's claw, what did they resist? What qualifications do they have to rebel?

"Take the hostages!" A forest troll roared, and a black rattan flew out of his body, rolling up Evan on the ground and pulling him to his side.

The other five guys also came back to their senses, forcibly suppressed the fear in their hearts, and rushed towards the people of the Rose Mercenary Group who were still surrounded by everyone, whether they could survive Alex's hands today depends on these hostages.

The griffon looked down at the crowd, and seemed to be enraged by the actions of the fellows, and raised his head and let out a long roar:

"Whew-"

"Wow, what a beautiful big lion, with wings, and purple! But why does it bark so much like Daphne's big dog? Amy looked through McGonagall's fingers at the purple griffin in the sky, her big eyes bright and excited.

"Is it Erha?" McGonagall asked with a smile.

"Huh? Father, how do you know? Have you ever seen Daphne's stupid dog? Amy looked at McGonagall in surprise and whispered, "Daphne and her grandfather said that they would stew it into dog broth this winter, and although Daphne was very sad, I still remember to call me when she stewed it." ”

"Well, drinking dog meat soup in winter is indeed a very comfortable thing, and it would be even better if there was a dog meat hot pot." McGonagall nodded approvingly, though he had only eaten it once.

The expression of the Rose Mercenary Group, who was nervous and ready to deal with those demons and trolls, was a little strange, and in such a situation, they could still happily chat about dog meat soup and dog meat hot pot, how much the father and daughter like to eat, their hearts are simply outrageous.

McGonagall was indeed calm from beginning to end, because this was his game, the role of prey and hunter, and these guys never figured it out from beginning to end.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderclap.

A purple-gold thunderball spat out of the purple-veined griffon's mouth, exploded, and turned into five lightning bolts, falling from the sky.