Early in the morning, a large group of griffon knights left the camp of the great army and rose into the air towards the northeast, with two of the strongest griffons carrying the two Templars far ahead. There were nearly a hundred griffons in this army, half of the remaining griffon troops.

The coalition had not been attacked by the Templars last night, but the reconnaissance team sent out had been so sunk that no body had been found. These scouts are one in a thousand, and they are trained to scout and fight in the wilderness by default, but the results of this operation prove that no matter how trained they are, humans are always no match for beasts, especially beasts that are as intelligent and trained as humans. The orcs seem to be intent on expanding their superiority in the air as soon as they gain air superiority.

This was the first time that the orcs had gained a seemingly insignificant advantage, but it did not wary the soldiers of the coalition army, but only aroused their fighting spirit even more. The cautious approach of the Templars had already made them feel extremely impatient. This was one of the reasons why the two Templars decided to attack on their own, as any impulsiveness and fighting spirit that had been suppressed for too long could become a problem as soon as possible.

Shortly after the morning sun rose over the distant horizon, golden light sprinkled the wasteland. Ahead is a large wood, the most vibrant place in the wild highlands, not as tall and dense as tropical forests, but luxuriant. The griffon forces were far away from the coalition brigade, and now there was not the slightest smell of slaughter and blood in this sun-filled wasteland. But the two Templars didn't dare to be careless, they knew that the killing machine was always hidden in the dry air, and although the dawn should be the time when the two-legged wyvern who had flown all night was the most tired, but the mentality of caution had already been born in their minds. This is not overly cautious. It's that they know it's necessary.

Sure enough, the silence of the early morning wasteland was pierced by a sharp cracking sound, and two huge crossbow bolts burst out from a tree diagonally below, targeting the two Templars at the front.

"Down there?" both Templars were stunned. Wellskai buckled the arrow with a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and let go of the golden bow in his hand, and actually shot an arrow in this short moment, colliding with the crossbow arrows shot below in mid-air, breaking and falling off each other.

In Aderic's hand was a huge spear five meters long, and even the strongest griffon sitting down struggled to fly. But he held it in his hand as if he were carrying a dead branch. This amazingly looking spear was not used for attack, but for defense, and he only shook his wrist slightly, and the tip of the spear happened to be picked on the flying crossbow arrow. The crossbow arrow, which had pierced through the griffin, fell crookedly.

Two bipedal wyverns slammed up from the woods with flying branches and leaves, and they didn't have the slightest intention of attacking the two lone griffins, but hissed and flew towards the east at full speed.

"They've been lurking in the woods, and they don't seem to be moving at night. It seems that these bipedal wyverns are just targeting the daytime griffin knights. So it was the other orcs who killed the scout team last night? It seems that maybe they are quite well prepared for this sortie. ”

"The lizardmen have good eyesight, and should be able to see that we are no ordinary griffin knights. And they should have been ordered from above to dare not confront us. Wilskai snorted, and then drew the bow with an arrow, and a white light burst through the air with a sharp roar. The arrow he pulled out with sheer arm strength was faster and sharper than the ballista's arrows from the ground.

The bipedal wyvern was more than a mile away from him, and the head of this flying beast was not very large, if it was seen from a place beyond this mile from the eyes of an ordinary person, it was not much bigger than a sesame seed. But the arrow was headed in a straight line towards the head of the bipedal wyvern. Impartial.

A sturdy figure suddenly jumped on the back of the two-legged wyvern, and the pitch-black piece in his hand seemed to be a shield. The figure was just in front of the head of the bipedal wyvern, and a loud sound of metal striking could be heard in the distance, and the bipedal wyvern was still flying in front of the Ming Dynasty. This arrow was actually blocked by this figure.

"The lizardmen's reflexes and arm strength are really good. Wilskai's eyes jumped, and he unfazed him with another arrow and shot it, but this arrow was directed at the wings of the wyvern, and it was not the flesh in the back, but the wing bones in front. The lizardman is just on the back of a wyvern. This time, even if you want to, you can't stop it, and a bipedal wyvern with broken wings is no different from dead.

But with another loud bang, the arrow was actually blocked again. One of the lizardmen grabbed the tail of the other shielded lizardman and threw it sideways, just enough length for the two lizardmen to catch what would have been an unstoppable arrow.

"Good. It is worthy of the elite division that even His Majesty the Pope has to let us deal with carefully, but it's a pity that the fools behind can't see it clearly. Even Adric couldn't help but say when he saw this scene: "I'm afraid this kind of quality and skill will not be worse than those generals' close guards." ”

Wilskai didn't speak, just took a deep breath, and the light of vindictiveness flashed on him. He bent the bow again, and this time his bow was no longer loosened at once, but slowly pulled, and the right arm, which was already a little disproportionately thick, grew even more to an astonishing point, and the muscles and veins were like sculptures carved from granite, until the whole golden bow was bent into a perfect arc He suddenly let go.

If the two arrows just now were electric, then this arrow was thunder, and a deafening roar wrapped the white arrow of light towards the two-legged flying dragon. The arrow was not deliberately aimed at any part, and both parts were the same in terms of the power and the destructive power that this power represented.

The terrible scream of the two-legged wyvern only sounded halfway, and in the midst of the flesh flying, the huge body was almost split in half by the arrow from the tail to the head, and one did not look like the huge blood groove caused by the arrow, the flying internal organs, and bones. Muscles and spurting blood fill the surrounding space. This huge sky king was actually shot by an arrow and shattered and scattered like a pile of rags.

Loud cheers and shouts erupted from the mouths of the griffon knights behind, and the sheer force of destruction to slay such a huge monster, and it was a mile away, such archery was beyond imagination.

But Wellskaidi's face was even darker, not just because he shot three arrows, and the last arrow was still full force to hit a two-legged wyvern, but because he saw that just as he and the arrow were about to shoot the two-legged wyvern, several figures above all jumped down. This was the right choice, as the arrow wasn't just aimed at the Wyvern. More aimed at the orcs above.

Any twin wyvern would be an invaluable weapon and treasure for Oufu, but in the blink of an eye, the orcs above made the most reasonable judgment, knowing that they would not be able to block such an earth-shattering arrow no matter what, and immediately abandoned the dragon and jumped down. This is more than just the superior bodies and reactions that orcs have. It's the mind and the judgment.

The height at which the Wyvern flies is not too high, and there are woods below, which is nearly a hundred meters high for the lizardman is not a problem. Wilskai hesitated as he looked at the figures hidden in the bushes. Turning to Adric, he said, "This can't be just an ordinary orc, it seems to be a specially arranged elite. How's it going? Do you want to keep chasing it?"

Adric's voice sank, and he said, "Are you afraid that there is a trap waiting for us, as Javi said?" The griffon's army was behind us, and then tens of thousands of troops, and even the trap had no reason for us to retreat. And even if Gru comes in person, I don't believe we can't deal with it, even if we can't. It's not a problem to get out of the way. ”

Welskai didn't speak, but raised the golden bow in his hand again, mounted the arrow and aimed it at the other bipedal wyvern in the distance.

Almost identical to the previous one, Wellskai's arrows were all managed to be blocked by the orcs on the Wyvern. It wasn't until he gathered his fighting spirit and unleashed that all-out arrow that the orcs above fled and shot the two-legged wyvern down. But the orcs on the Wyvern also seized the moment to shoot a crossbow arrow, and a griffin knight was pierced by the crossbow arrow and fell into the woods.

The two arrows in a row were all blows that gathered the fighting spirit like this, and Wellskai was also a little tired. At this time, Adric suddenly shouted: "Be careful. Sure enough, it came. ”

A ray of light, no less than Wellskai's full force, roared and rushed diagonally from below. It was a spear, and the white fighting light around it toggled the air, and the branches and leaves of the trees near the spear's trajectory were stirred up into the sky. It was Welsky who was heading straight at it.

With a thud, Adric's huge five-meter-long spear blocked the spear. The spear spun and bounced in an arc after colliding with the spear, and the Templar Knight's whole body was shaken, and the light of his fighting spirit was fleeting. Adric's fighting spirit was also poured into the weapon, and this time it was actually evenly divided, and he was stunned: "Not Gru?"

The griffon beneath Adric's seat let out a wail and slid downside down. The aftermath of the impact was nothing to the Templars, but the griffons couldn't stand it.

"One and two squads followed me, and three or four squads were on top to protect Wellskai. Adric roared, threw down the crumbling griffon, and added a featherfall to himself in mid-air and landed straight into the woods. Since he realized that it wasn't Gru, it was necessary to take the initiative. As long as Gru hadn't come in person, he believed that his two Templars would have been absolutely sure of dealing with any of Orfu's enemies, let alone the hundreds of griffon knights.

The griffon riders in the back half immediately rushed up and slid towards the place where Adric had fallen, while the other half of the griffons surrounded Welskai in mid-air.

Wellskai frowned and looked at the woods below, trying to find the figure who had just thrown his spear. Judging from the strength and fighting spirit of the spear just now, although it is certainly not Gru, it is still a rare and strong opponent. Although he could not suddenly wake up from under the dense foliage, he shouted to the griffon knights around him who were protecting him: "Spread out for me, stay away from me, and keep at least fifty meters apart from each other." ”

The griffin knights were stunned. But before they could react to the Templar's order, a dazzling white ball of light from the trees below was already flying towards the dense flock of griffins.

"Is it a thunderstorm? Could it be Cedros?" Wells was stunned, his eyes could see the lightning that was jumping on the ball of light, so he was surprised, he thought that in this case, it must be a green fireball containing necromancy toxin.

Welsky pulled out a small crystal demon-breaking arrow from his back like lightning and shot it on the bow, this kind of high-level magic was nothing to the Templars, the moment the crystal arrow shot into the thunderball, this mass of destructive power of the earth and light completely disintegrated and purified. And in the next moment, Wellsky had already opened his bow and shot at the location where the thunderous bomb was emitted.

It was a crystal arrow that was all fiery red, and as soon as it was shot into the woods, it exploded into a blazing flame. Wellskai stared intently at the exploding magical flames. The golden giant bow in his hand had already been fully drawn and mounted on the arrow, and he didn't really see where the figure that released the thundering bomb was, but wanted to use this flaming burst arrow to force out this person.

Sure enough, the two figures fled in embarrassment in the flames. But Wellskai was stunned, for it was not the figure of Cedros he had expected, but the figure of two young humans. A man and a woman, and both of them still exude the light of white magic.

Despite a flurry, Wellskai's arrow was fired. It doesn't matter if it's an orc or a human, and no matter what kind of magic they have, as long as they appear and attack at this time, they are enemies.

Although this arrow was not the full force that shattered the two-legged wyvern just now, it was still as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, but the young man below drew a long sword and was able to block this arrow. Although the man was also shocked by the tremendous power of this arrow, the long sword was taken out of his hand, and the man flew out. But in the end, it was blocked.

The griffin knights and mid-ground battle mages also sent out the figures of these two people, and suddenly more than a dozen fireballs, ice arrows, and lightning all shot towards the two of them. Because it's too far away. In addition, the battle mages could not accurately hit the target due to the relationship between the battle mages and the full-time mages, and the two of them dodged in this rain of magic attacks.

Wilskai saw the white magic light on these two people's bodies, and his heart moved, and with his eyes, he could naturally see that the strength of the two young people, a man and a woman, was far from being able to silently emit high-level magic such as thunder and thunder, and it was undoubtedly a land scroll just now. So the order was given to the surrounding griffin knights: "Go and catch them alive." ”

A group of griffin knights immediately swarmed downward, and the battle mages stopped their attacks. Wellskai's gaze was on what he really wanted to see in the woods below. Before he knew it, a vague smell of corpses came to his nose, and Wellsky was suddenly startled and looked up.

There was a large black dot in the sky directly above, and this black dot was scattered down with countless small black raindrops, and as soon as the Templar Knights looked up, the small black dots had already landed overhead, and the stench of corpses suddenly became extremely rich. This black rain curtain covered at least a few hundred meters of space, enveloping most of the griffin knights.

"Mage troop purification is used. Everyone took refuge in the woods, trying not to get caught in the corpse water of the necromantic magic. Wilskai shouted at all the griffons, and he only had to tell from the smell what the black raindrops were, and what the black dot above his head was.

It turns out that all the attacks that have been happening in the woods are meant to attract everyone's attention, to create an opportunity for the man to rise high in the air from somewhere else and fly here. This was undoubtedly a well-arranged and ingenious trap, not only did they anticipate that they would take the initiative to deal with the Wyvern, but he also lured them to this place at the cost of two Wyverns.

It's not clear what the next trap will be, but at least Wilskai has now found an opportunity, and that is to be at such a high altitude that it is a live target for him. He raised his bow and shouted angrily: "Look for death." "The full force of the fighting spirit has left the string.

He also wondered in his heart when he shot this arrow, since this person was above, who was the person who threw the spear below.

In the woods below, Adric held the huge spear in his hand and asked, "That spear you threw just now?"

"Yes. How's it going, isn't my full strength good?, Lord Templar. The man replied. To be precise, this is not an individual, at least not a person in the true sense of the word. Although his words were fluent, and even his expression and demeanor were free, the wolf's head and huge body showed that he was indeed different from human.