The three miscellaneous soldiers had fled about five minutes in advance, and it would have taken at least ten minutes to catch up with them at the speed of Glerint, even if they ran with all their might.

But they delayed for at least two minutes to cover up the previous intersection. This led to Glerling picking the right direction and continuing to chase forward for less than three minutes before he saw one of the targets......

After quickly eliminating the other party, he returned to the intersection and continued along the trail of blood.

……

After another seven or eight minutes, it had gradually drifted off the road, and only traces of forced passage remained, while Glerint saw two of the same marks.

The difference is that this time the bloodstain is biased towards the West and is not disguised; And the other direction is straight north, also undisguised!

There are also discarded fireworks materials that have just been used next to it.

"Interesting ......"

After a second of silence, Glerint resolutely pursued to the west with obvious bloodstains.

In any case, preventing the other party from transmitting information is his first goal, and as for killing the enemy, it is not so necessary.

It was only half a mile away, and Glerint's brow furrowed.

There are two directions again, and the same is a bloodstained direction to the west, and a bloodstained one is to the north.

"In other words, the last time there was a discarded fireworks material, the direction to the north is a forged trace......"

The reason is simple, because the direction of Glerint's current north direction is also without blood. If that person had already gone north before, and there was only one wounded person here, then he obviously couldn't fake a trace without blood.

Heading west again, I followed the bloodstain for half an hour, and it was getting dark.

……

Looking at the large overwhelmed weeds in front of him, as well as the large traces and bloodstains on the left side, which obviously changed greatly, some images naturally appeared in Glerint's mind:

The only wounded soldier with a strong smell of blood, after fleeing here, unfortunately but naturally encountered the culling of carnivorous beasts...... At the same time, I don't know if he was out of bullets or if he was afraid that he would hear the gunshots, he should not have fired.

In this way, he was of course unable to resist the beast, so he was bitten to death by it and dragged away.

The reason for determining that the victor was an unknown beast was that Glerint did not see any signs of humans leaving here...... And on the very different traces over there, there are only traces of human blood.

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After another half hour, Glerint returned to the second trace separation point.

The reason why he didn't use "travel" to teleport back was because in such a dangerous primeval jungle, Glelynt didn't dare to squander his spirituality at all, and he had to leave a part of it ready to teleport and run away at any time.

After all, the mission was certainly not as important as his own safety.

……

He then pursued one last enemy, which would be the most difficult target of the track.

There are many reasons for this, but the most difficult to overcome are:

He was in the right direction, almost an hour late to the other party! With both sides moving forward, it would take him hours to catch up with each other, even if it was a straight chase.

What's more, now that it is completely dark, the "lawyer" does have the ability to strengthen the observation and perception of the eyes, but such reinforcement is actually far inferior to the performance during the day...... Fortunately, there was also the crimson moonlight pouring out of the clouds from time to time to illuminate his way.

The most difficult problem is that the enemy can change the escape route at any time and forge new traces.

……

After chasing and fleeing all the way, after chasing the wrong traces of several enemies, the time had come to the second half of the night, and Glerint also chased the enemy for nearly a hundred miles...... Relying on his strong physical fitness, he almost trotted all the way over. And in order to save physical strength, the other party is obviously impossible to rush like him.

But Glerint didn't feel any closer, for it wasn't easy for him to make out the marks at night, and it took him a lot of time.

"It's just that he hasn't been distanced by him! But during the day......"

After his sight recovered during the day, and at the same time, relying on his strong physical fitness, his physical fitness would not decrease too much, and the other party was most likely very tired......

After the second half of the night, both sides inevitably slowed down.

Gleilynt was so hard to discern because the crimson moonlight was almost gone.

The enemy soldier in front of him was exhausted and had poor vision, and under the superposition of the two compartments, he was now almost forcibly dragging his body, moving forward little by little - he would not pin his hope of escape on the enemy's mistakes.

In the same way, as long as he is not really helpless, he will not choose to surrender, which is equivalent to putting his life in the hands of the enemy.

……

Night is a paradise for predators, but neither the fleeing enemy soldiers in front nor the chasing Glerint seem to have any trouble with this.

The former took the initiative to move forward in the remote wilderness, of course, there would be no way to eliminate interference, and it was obvious that one of his purposes was to interfere with the possible trackers behind him by means of beasts that had no effect on him at all.

But this didn't matter to Glelint either, as he only had to pick up a handful of weeds or leaves and "bribe" the beasts that approached, and they would immediately become unusually friendly to him.

"Unfortunately, they don't have intelligence, and I lack the extraordinary ability to communicate with animals......"

Otherwise, with the help of the vision of these animals, he would have already caught up with each other.

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Two hours later, the last hint of crimson had completely dimmed. Supporting the two to continue to move forward, only the misty starlight remained.

At this moment, the fugitives who were walking in front vaguely saw a few lights flickering at the foot of the mountain in the distance......

"Indigenous ......"

He muttered, paused for a moment, and moved over there - where humanoid creatures moved, there would definitely be different roads and different traces, which greatly increased the difficulty of tracking the pursuers that might exist behind him.

Of course, this will also bring a certain danger to him personally.

Almost at the same time, Glerint, who was chasing behind, was also a little vigilant, and the other party was basically leaning west, only occasionally walking a few miles to the northwest...... This meant that the two of them were always close to the enemy force as they fled—east-west, of course, and north-south distances.

"He shouldn't be able to tell if there's anyone following him?"

"Why don't you try to get straight to your own team?"

How could he have imagined that in this night of running for his life, how could the other party have the opportunity to calm down and carefully discern the direction? You can only move forward by feeling...... As for Glerint himself, with his basic ability to discern the stars, he is not yet disoriented—although even if he loses his way, he can still "travel" away.

There is such a thing as "astrology" on the "chain of secret methods", but it is only an extraordinary ability that can be performed by infusing spirituality, and it is used for divination, but it does not really allow a layman to have the ability of "astrology".

……

After groping and chasing for more than half an hour, Glerint also saw two or three sparse lights at the foot of the mountain......

"Lost ......"

"Also, there's definitely something weird here!"