Chapter 231: Meet Gru Again

The sky was blue without a single cloud, as if the sky of Tataglia had been cleared by the torrential rain of the past few days, and a blazing sun hung in the center, shortening the shadows of the troop of men and horses that were hurrying over the earth.

Five days have passed since Lear's attack, and he set out from Hermit City yesterday to advance towards Nireel, because Lear did not choose to use the Dimensional Gate to rush because of his serious injuries and in preparation for the impending war, Lucken also sent a small team of bipedal wyverns and werewolves to accompany him in order to express his apology and sincerity.

In the billowing smoke and dust, the long line approached a narrow valley and then slowly stopped.

"Where is this?"

A deep voice came from an airtight carriage covered in black cloth, which Lucken had specially prepared for Lear, as the crystal dragon's bumpy back was a burden to him who had just undergone an assassination.

"Lord Yu, in front of you is the Valley of the Orchid, also known as a line of heaven, after passing through this valley is the Nissen Wasteland, and the city of King Nyrel is almost here. The werewolf, who was guarding the side of the carriage, replied cautiously.

"Let's go. ”

After a brief silence, the carriage gave the command to move on.

At the top of the Valley of the Orchids, under a dense shrub, Gru blended in perfectly with his surroundings like a thousand-year-old stone, a turquoise cloak wrapped his whole person, and the strong muscles on his bare arms moved with a powerful rhythm, and every time the sun shone on it, it showed the explosive power contained inside.

His eyes, like those of the finest sculptor of the brightest gems, blended with the concentration of an eagle and the ferocity of a wolf, but with the composure of a viper and the sharpness of moonlight, he had waited a long time, and did not mind waiting any longer.

True hunters are never short of patience, but when the opportunity comes, they will never miss the moment of killing.

Looking down from his height, even the crystal dragon in front of him was nothing more than a black spot the size of a grasshopper, but he was not arrogant because of this condescending and false sense of overlooking, he knew that he was strong as well as the strength of his enemy.

There may only be one or even one tenth, he must adjust his breathing to steady his heartbeat without blinking his eyes, he doesn't care who he wants to kill, as long as it is the adult who wants to kill, then he will show ten times more enthusiasm to complete this.

Although the adults have said that there is no need to force it, but the soldier dies for his confidant, and the best and only way for a general to repay the kindness of his acquaintance is to take off the enemy's head on the battlefield.

"There's a fly. ”

Kunsha stopped suddenly, and the whole team came to a halt in her great shadow.

She looked up at the top of the mountain, and the two lines of sight met in the air, and even though she knew that the other party had not yet discovered her exact hiding place, Gru's heart still trembled.

It is the uncontrollable awe of the weak in the face of the invincible strong, which has nothing to do with strong bravery and willpower, just like letting a brave mouse face a male lion with its teeth and claws, no matter how firm its mind is and how lofty its ideals are, it can't hide its inner apprehension before the battle begins.

Gru knew he didn't have a chance, not even one in a thousand.

The question now is how he is going to leave.

More than a dozen bipedal wyverns soared from the back of the group, the large, ferocious swamp creatures that might be indifferent to the crystal dragon, but their razor-sharp claws and hard leather were enough to be a nightmare for all the weakest creatures.

The rest of the werewolf warriors were divided into three groups under the leadership of the captains, and the rugged mountain roads and sharp bushes of the Youlan Valley might be able to stop the progress of ordinary people, but for these orcs who were naturally good at fighting and hunting, it was like walking on the ground.

From the foot of the mountain to the summit, it is almost a kilometer high, but this does not prevent them from nimbly traversing the steep and dangerous slopes into a smooth road.

The most important thing is that when all the werewolves and wyverns dispersed, a pair of huge wind wings tens of meters long spread out on Kunsha's back, and after two fannings, her huge body was already dozens of meters above the ground, and at this speed, she could only reach the top of the mountain in a few breaths.

She wouldn't have been interested in getting involved in a fight of this level, but the ant that badly injured Lear piqued her interest a little, so she planned to check it out.

Gru turned the night owl into a mass of black ash in his hand, without a struggle or screaming, and the strange owl was like a dilapidated puppet with a straight leg, allowing his body to be crushed and rounded, taking out the magic crystal in his head, and then turning into a puddle of mud that had been trampled on the ground, not even a drop of blood came out.

This is the contact information that Sandru left him, the magic crystal in the night stalker's head recorded important information, Gru didn't know how to destroy those records, so even the night stalker was destroyed.

Before he began to flee.

He entered the dense woods, the sharp shrubs receding at his side and turning into a still landscape, but it didn't hinder him in the slightest, the green cloak was Sandru's gift, and the ability to change its color with the environment gave him an even greater advantage when he was hidden.

He walked like a tree snake through the grass and trees that hid his face, and from time to time he leaped several times like a cheetah, and occasionally stopped like a lonely wolf, and immediately moved forward after identifying the direction.

Gru's weaver through the woods would put anyone who would call himself a master traveler to shame, as if he wasn't running away, but rather performing a refined art of cool running, his muscles and breath working together so well that his body didn't make a sound when rubbing against the trunks, branches, treetops, and leaves.

Even as his toes tread over the foraging beetles on the ground, the humble creature only felt as if it had been hit by dew, and continued to bow its head and arch the rotting leaves in front of it.

The figures of a dozen wyverns appeared above the woods, and at this time Gru had already run down for a distance of about four or five hundred meters, and the lizardmen sitting on the back of the wyvern scanned the mountains below with their cold vertical pupils, at this distance they had a vision advantage that ordinary humans could hardly match, and the thermal energy transmitted from the creature itself allowed them to easily lock on to the prey they were chasing.

But this time they were doomed to disappointment, and after circling the mountainside for a dozen laps, the wyverns raised their bodies and continued to fly towards the top of the mountain.

There were not even birds here except for the dead woods.

Gru carefully stood up from the pile of dead leaves where he was hiding, and the cloak on his body changed from a corrupt yellow to a verdant green, changing color was only the most basic function of this treasure, and its value was to hide the breath of life and enhance the duration of auxiliary magic.

He wasn't afraid of fighting, and even the lizardmen looked to him like a chicken, but he knew he couldn't get caught up in a pointless battle now, so he stepped on the forest like a tanuki with the thickest part of his foot, and the sound of dead branches and fallen leaves was not as slight as the sound of a bee flapping its wings.

He cautiously left his hideout, carefully determining a direction and preparing to continue his sneak, but as soon as his knees bent and his breath was just holding his breath and compressing into the gap between his muscles, a terrifying dragon groan sounded above his head.

"Roaring !!"

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