Compared with the bright spring light around the Agate Stone Plain, the climate in the jungle area of the South China Sea after crossing the mouth of the Indigo Mountain Gorge is always humid and unacceptable.

Although they are also natives of Nanling, the names "Forest People" and "Mountain People" fully describe the environment and climate to which they are adapted...... This is also a disadvantage caused by the Terra's over-adaptability, as long as they adapt to one extreme environment, then they also lose their tolerance to other extreme environments.

Fortunately, as the lord, Ian did not force speed, and he was extremely kind enough to let the convoy rest in Three Rivers City for a while, so that a group of members who were vomiting and diarrhea because of the water and soil had time to relax.

Of course, there are other reasons for the convoy to pause: the flooding of the river caused by the rains in the new season has also affected the routes around Trois-Rivières, and many lurking demonic beasts have become active during this time, and the biological attack in the Flying Flame Land has not been completely solved last year, and several small caravans have already suffered heavy losses.

Xia Huiling's convoy is naturally not afraid of any demonic beast attacks, but it is better to do less if they can do less.

Under the gloomy rain clouds, the white-haired lord walked among the misty jungle, while the blue-haired swordsman looked around vigilantly, as if to watch for followers.

The torrential rain washed over everything in the world, and the sound of raindrops colliding with leaves filled the heavens and the earth, coupled with the thunder that exploded from time to time,

It is almost impossible for anyone to hear their conversation.

Except for a group of assassins who have been lurking in the shadows for a long time, patiently waiting for the two to act.

(The subject and his escort leave the city and are heading to the outskirts...... What are they going to do? )

Although Ian and Qingchao were very much in line with their expectations when they broke away from the crowded area, because they couldn't understand the reason, the members of the Flying Flame Land Dragon Worship Sect led by the Blade said in a deep voice: (Wait a minute, listen to what they have to talk about - they deliberately chose this time to come out to communicate, they must be talking about something more important!)

And that's exactly what happened. When Ian spoke, everyone's attention was grabbed.

—The Prophet.

- Foresee Futaba!

A piece of information that shocked all the members of the Dragon-Worship Cult came out of Ian's mouth...... It turned out that the reason why this alchemist lord personally traveled to Port Harrison from Xiahui was not only to return to his hometown to visit his relatives and old superiors, but also because he had received a crucial news in the Great Sequoia Forest!

A treasure about the ancient prophetic lineage of the Sequoia natives, which is said to be able to foresee storms and calamities, "Foresight Futaba"!

The elves and subhumans, who had been complaining about the actions of the Blade and wanted to attack Ian directly, listened attentively after hearing the news...... It's not that Ian's voice is compelling, but that as long as the Prophet's information is involved, Terra is far more precious than gold and potions.

(Southridge also has prophetic treasures?) )

The Elven Dragon Worship Sect asked with some confusion, but it was not the Blade or the Subhuman who answered, but a member of his own team replied rather excitedly: (Yes, Director!) Although Futaba is only a legend in Nanling, in recent years, in the face of major storms, the local redwood natives have always been able to respond in advance...... In fact, the local aborigines have never suffered too many disasters due to natural disasters.)

(Even if it is foreseen that Futaba is not a prophetic treasure, then it is at least a sublimated wonder that can predict weather and natural disasters!)

- That's precious enough, too.

Hearing this, everyone's breathing couldn't help but be a little heavier...... But it also brings some flaws.

"Who is it?!"

Ian, who was about to talk to Qingshio about where he foresaw Futaba's exact location, suddenly raised his head alertly, his eyes flashing with psionic brilliance, a little 'stunned, and asked, "Who is here?!"

Because it had long been known that Ian had the ability to detect psionic abilities, this time, the assassination force of the Three Kingdoms Dragon Worship Sect specially used a sublimation strange artifact 'Night Covering', a sublimation life called 'Shading Snake'

The snake is moulted as equipment.

This creature can't completely make itself invisible in psionic energy, but it can have the effect of offsetting, making people's psionic feedback as small as an ant, even if it is an ascendant, which is the size of a brittle bone finch.

And in South Ridge, what is there to be wary of with a flock of brittle bone finch? Unless the observer is extremely suspicious, or the ability to observe is extremely sharp.

Now it seems that Ian has both.

"Attack!"

Now that they have been discovered, they are no longer hiding, but they are brazenly attacking Ian directly - and the elf led by the leader ordered in the communication channel: (Change the target!) Don't kill him, but arrest him and interrogate him! )

(Foresight Futaba...... This kind of treasure, the people above will definitely like it!)

One side captures the other alive, which represents the absolute crushing of strength...... It's like a close fight, and the person who can feed the other side is definitely much stronger than the other side.

So, does the Worship of the Dragons really feel that the power of their side has absolutely crushed Ian?

- We're not professional killers, but we feel like we're better than Ian!

In general, this is true.

(Ten people?!) )

Seeing the ten black shadows that came out of the distant woods, even Qingchao, who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart: (No wonder the boss said that the entire convoy can't be stopped-three second-level levels, with well-equipped seven first-level levels, assassinate us?) Enough of the assault on us!)

(If the rebel mountain people had such a force, then I wouldn't dare to lead it alone!) )

(The front is handed over to you.) )

And Ian narrowed his eyes, and after a quick look at the enemy, he knew in his heart, and then resisted the green tide: (Remember - we fight and retreat!)

(Hmmm!) )

Qing Chao also entered a battle state at this moment, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "My lord, you go first!"

With a snap, he reached out and grabbed Ian's right hand, and with a flick of his arm, he threw Ian towards the forest exit behind, and he drew his sword with his right hand and slashed forward with a wave more than ten meters long.

"The main target is the White People!"

Without any hesitation, the assassination team divided its troops, and the subhuman captain of the Heavenly King Court met the green tide, his weapon was a huge alien crescent shovel similar to an oar, and the pitch-black shovel flashed with the cold and heavy earth insensible brilliance, cutting into the sword of the waves, and actually smashed it directly, and then the momentum did not change, and smashed towards the swordsman.

"Dust iron?"

Qing Chao dodged to the right, and he realized that the opponent's weapon material was the precious sublimation metal that restrained all the 'Essentia Void Form', 'Splitting Air Blade, and other sublimation techniques, and he thoroughly understood what Ian said before, 'They will specialize in our abilities, so be careful, what does this mean.'

Fortunately, he had already been ready to dodge, so he dodged back, and the huge crescent shovel of the Asian captain smashed down heavily on the original position of Qingchao, and a large pit with a diameter of eight meters and a depth of three meters suddenly appeared, and a huge wave formed by mud and sand swept nearly 100 meters in all directions, and the rolling sound was like thunder on the ground.

And Qingchao dodged this powerful blow, and then took the opportunity to raise his sword, rushed back into the mud wave, and stabbed the subhuman captain in the throat with a sword - relying only on pure physical strength to deliver this blow, even the talented subhuman had to use too much force to temporarily lose his breath!

But in the face of Qingchao's extremely accurate return sword, the sub-captain just raised his head and spit out a mouthful of dragon breath.

Airplanes! The gray dragon's breath carried a strong corrosive aura, and everywhere it passed, the rain reacted violently, bursting and rising into steam, and Qing Chao, who originally thought that he was going to directly cut off the other party's head, had to face a life and death crisis in turn.

At the last moment, Qing Chao suddenly lay on his back close to the ground, hiding his body in the muddy water, and then relied on his ability to control the sublimation of water to push himself sideways like a torpedo - this torpedo maneuver learned from Ian was undoubtedly very useful, and indeed allowed him to dodge the enemy's fatal blow.

Rumble!

Gray corrosion

The breath passed through the original place where the green tide was, bombarded the ground, and a large amount of mud and cement soil directly rose and burned, in addition to corrosion, the heat energy carried by this breath was also extremely terrifying, and the extremely active dragon acid was not so much to melt the substance, but to disassemble the matter, and then activate the high-speed movement of molecules, generating huge heat energy!

In time, this ordinary acid breath may evolve into 'fission breath, or 'electromagnetic collapse breath,'

Almost instantly, a sea of fire within a radius of tens of meters became a sea of fire, and a monstrous heat wave surged, evaporating all the mud and rainwater.

The last time Qing Chao encountered this kind of life-and-death situation, it was against the Frost Trap Moth in the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea, since following Ian, even in the mountain civil war, he did not encounter any dangerous situation, and after breaking through the second energy level, with more and more subtle swordsmanship, as well as stronger and stronger hard power, his combat ability has improved by leaps and bounds, and it can almost be said that Xia Hui Ling can be the strongest combat power that can be dispatched in a regular manner.

But the enemy is not easy, this subhuman captain has a dragonized breath organ, which can kill almost any existence of the same level in an instant, if it weren't for Qingchao who has always been cautious and listened to Ian's teachings to keep a hand, he would have been killed in seconds just now.

But now, the captain of the sub-man has his hole cards exposed, so he is not a dangerous opponent.

"I could have held him down, or even killed him—but what about the boss?"

Now, Qingchao even has the spare energy to observe the battlefield on the other side with the corner of his eye to see what Ian's situation is now.

Then, the swordsman's pupils fluttered.

Because, he saw that his lord spread his fairy wings and struck rapidly, almost teleporting to the side of an enemy, and the ghostly steel sword cut off his head.

The decapitated man didn't even realize that he was dead, and his body charged forward a few more steps before he staggered to the ground, bleeding profusely and dying.

"Damn! He's faster than we thought!"

"Is this a goblin? Be careful that he will fly, suppress!"

Qingchao heard the enemy's shocked and angry voice: "Don't scatter, cooperate in twos!"

"He can't escape the palm of our hand!"

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