Mirko led the last remaining army of rats out of the castle with the owl and Qiuyue, and at this time he was still a little cautious, drowning himself in the mouse, and did not want to come out at all.

After only a few moments, he smelled his own people. He flicked his huge tail, jumped onto a dead tree, and looked down at the owl to point him in his direction. Jerry and the guerrillas were there, lying on the ground sickly, gasping for air.

Mirko was overjoyed, he waved his hand and gave instructions, and the remaining rat army outflanked him from four directions, silently approaching Jerry lying on the ground, preparing for a fight between his compatriots - he had already made a plan, if Jerry was not deeply poisoned, he would kill him directly to get rid of the trouble, and if Jerry was too poisoned to resist, then he would be entertained and tortured to vent the resentment in Mirkor's heart.

Qiu Yue and the owl landed on the small tree next to them, and the heartbeats of one person and one bird were terrifying, and they watched as Mirko was walking step by step into the trap that Jerry had prepared, twenty, ten, five meters......

A rat that had passed by pounced on the dying guerrilla leader, but Jerry, who had not tried to pretend to faint, opened his eyes suddenly.

He let out a loud roar and jumped into the air, his huge teeth and jaws biting the back of the neck of the mouse that was trying to attack him, blood gushing out, and he jumped up the tree in this position, his gray palm snapping his fingers.

The rats belonging to the guerrillas moved one after another, and instead of confronting the Mirko (on the one hand, there was a huge disparity in numbers, and secondly, there would be no point in leading them here), but fled in all directions, scattering and scattering the carefully arranged traps.

The bait is lifted.

The so-called [bait] refers to the yellow miasma produced by the Lost Book, which Jerry had been collecting before. It is highly poisonous, but for some species it is an extremely sweet and addictive drink, like the poppy.

The yellow mist is overflowing.

The remnants of Qiu Yue's nightmare were attracted by the poison gas and poured in from afar. Glowing scorpions, red poison frogs that shoot arrows, and beetles that look like bread...... Their eyes were red, they were extremely fast, and they swung their fangs and chela like they had been drugged, engulfing the miasma-tainted Mirkor's men.

"Help, help!"

Flesh and blood were flying, and the cry for help continued, and the owl sitting in the tree watched the scene with a blank expression, and finally set his eyes on the leader, Mirkor.

"Did you plan everything? To avenge me for stealing your father's lost book? ”

Perhaps it was the throat bitten by a wild beast, and Mirkor's voice was quiet. His eyes were resentful, and the robes and armor were bright red and turquoise, and he didn't know if it was the blood of the beast or his own.

In the face of Mirko's questioning, the owl did not answer, he just watched and watched.

The face is expressionless.

"Don't think too beautiful! Magic Eagle! Mirko said, uttering a final curse, "Thou shalt not die well!" Thou shalt die here! It's a witch's curse! It's a definite number! It's a definite number! ”

The owl still doesn't speak, it just looks and watches. In his cold, ice-cold pupils, Mirko could no longer make a sound, and his body was swallowed and drowned by the bite of the mad beast.

"Then, it's time to recover the Lost Book~ The day has finally come when I will become the king of the Northern Continent!"

Jerry, who had been watching before, excitedly said that he pulled a rope from his arms and was about to recover Mirko's body.

Suddenly, the owl that had been waiting next to Qiu Yue moved.

It didn't make a sound, and its massive body turned into an off-string arrow and flew towards Jerry.

Jerry also spotted the owl that suddenly attacked him, and he didn't want to fight this encounter, but the owl was too fast, and Jerry was caught by the throat before he could react. The ferocious mouse screamed in horror, and he pulled out the knife he tied to his waist and stabbed the owl in the thigh so hard that blood flowed out.

But the owl didn't seem to care about such a wound, he roared, pecked at the mouse's eye with his beak, Jerry, who had lost one eye, struggled to resist, and a bird and a mouse fought fiercely in the treetops of the giant tree, and finally the owl pecked Jerry's brain out won.

The giant bird held the dead Jerry in its mouth, and its cold eyes swept over the stunned guerrilla rats on the side, and horror floated on the faces of the mice, and the guerrillas who had lost their leader scattered like this.

The owl's eyes finally rested on Qiu Yue, who shook his neck and threw the corpse to the ground into the flock of disgruntled beasts.

Qiu Yue didn't know what to say anymore, she was stunned, and her petite body kept trembling.

Could it be that this bird was good from the beginning?

At first, it was determined to get rid of Jerry, and let Jerry and the Milko Sandpiper compete for the benefit of the fisherman.

What a ruthless tactic! That's why it's called the Magic Eagle?

Qiu Yue wanted to ask, but she didn't expect the owl to speak first: "Jerry guessed wrong, he thought that Mirko had hidden the Lost Book, so he did something to him." As Mirko told us, the Lost Book had been stolen by the attendant named Paul. ”

Qiu Yue looked dejected and asked, "The Lost Book is actually on Earth now?" ”

"Yes and no."

The owl said ambiguously, its brown wings pointing straight to the sky, "Book, in the sky." ”

Heavenly?

Qiu Yue looked up in the direction of the owl, the sky was still the same blue, and a few white clouds were floating, like a child frowning.

Where is the lost book?

Just as Qiu Yue was thinking this, a big hole opened in the sky.

The turbulence of time and space gushed out of the black void, and Qiu Yue saw that in the air, a thing like a bug and a book was fluttering in the air, and a purple thorn was tied to its body, and at the other end of the thorn was a boy wearing a dark green cloak.

Although the costume was a little different from the one in the first layer of the system space, Qiu Yue recognized him at a glance that he was Wu Hao.

Here it is...... Mirror world?

The blue sky, the clouds frowning like imps, don't seem to be any different from the real world. The updraft blew the elven cloak like a flag, and the hair stood on end.

He looked down, dead wood, barren forest. There is also a group of strange monsters with their heads tilted up and waiting for food.

Am I the bait for goldfish!!

Wu Hao's face was stupid, and he tugged at the thorns, hoping that this broken book could fly sideways, at least adjust the direction. Unexpectedly, this broken book plucked up all its strength and plunged down, as if it was in free fall.

What about the double jump...... Running out?

The closer he got to the ground, the more frightened Wu Hao became. He looked around to see if there was anything to use, and at a glance he saw a man and a bird standing in the treetops, and although the sailor's suit was tattered, he could tell at a glance that the man was Qiu Yue, and that caring eyes for fools were the only ones she had.

"BUFF! Autumn Joy! ON BUFF! ”

Wu Hao danced and shouted excitedly.

Qiu Yue sighed obviously, pointed to the thing on the other side of Wu Hao's thorns, and asked the owl, "That's the Lost Book?" ”

"That's right," replied the owl, with a palpable nostalgia on his face, "that's what my father always carried, the Lost Book. He pointed to Wu Hao, who fell in the air, and asked, "...... that earth boy?"

"He's my friend on Earth, please save him."

The owl nodded, he let out a whistling and flew away from the treetops, catching him and the Lost Book at the moment when Wu Hao was about to touch the ground, he shook off the pursuit of the beast, and his huge body made a beautiful maneuver in the air, returning to the treetops.

"Thank you~Miss Sociable, and this big bird I don't know~"

Wu Hao looked at the owl thoughtfully, fell from it, and gave Qiu Yue a thumbs up.

Qiu Yue didn't bird him, but rolled her eyes: "Confirm the task first......

"No need to confirm."

Wu Hao interrupted, the purple thorns in his hand had dissipated, and on the other end, the lost book like a bug had been torn to pieces by those strange insects and beasts, leaving only a motionless black cover and a few pages.

"Our mission has been accomplished."