To emphasize seclusion, Namulia Ringo's headquarters for the Hidden Passage is located away from the core of the Supreme Ridge, on the western edge of the mountains, a desolate peak that is almost untouched.

Since the return of Salian and Stellagosa, the vicinity of Eagle Claw has been quiet for the most part, but a caravan with two heads passing down the mountain can attract many onlookers.

This shows how boring the peripheral members of those secret paths are.

By the time Sarian and Emeryr reached the edge of the camp and tried to look out into the distance, a dozen minotaur hunters had packed the cliffs to the brim.

"Ahem~"

Imerel coughed lightly, and the minotaurs, who were discussing something, hurriedly stood in two rows, looking like they were ready to obey orders.

"Hey~"

Imerel sighed helplessly: "Disperse, concentrate on training, and don't be disturbed by the movement around you." ”

"Yes!"

The Hidden Pathway is a secret organization of elite hunters, and Emeryll is cautious when inviting core members.

Most of the core members have their own work to do on a daily basis, and in order to maintain the normal operation of the camp and the smooth flow of intelligence channels, the Hidden Passage has been maintaining close cooperation with the Gaoling tribe.

These peripheral members are potential rookies sent by the Kaolin clan to the Hidden Passage for training, and as long as they can meet the standards, Imeryll doesn't mind officially recruiting them into the Hidden Passage.

This can also be regarded as the reward of the secret passage for the selfless support given to the Gaoling tribe for thousands of years, a kind of human exchange.

After the group of big-shouldered minotaurs dispersed, Sarjan, Imerel and the others finally saw the scene of the commotion under the mountain peak.

Stellagosa narrowed her eyes and asked Imeryll with a little surprise, "Lady Shadowguard, are those creatures who are skilled in using the earth elemental?" ”

"Yes."

Imeriel's expression was a little solemn: "They are Dragobal, another native race of the Supreme Ridge. ”

From the eyes of Sarjan as a High Elf, Dragobal's appearance was extremely ugly.

These creatures with earthy yellow skin had blue fangs, and their pig-like ears were still fluttering in the wind.

Their upper body is a little rickety, they are dressed in very rudimentary armor, and their hands with crude weapons such as wooden clubs and stone hammers have sharp nails, and at first glance they know that they are an incompletely evolved primitive race.

But these ugly creatures possess a strong knowledge of earth elemental spells, whether it is a warrior who charges forward or a spellcaster who hides behind and concentrates on chanting spells, it seems that every Drogbar can throw two earth spells at his fingertips.

"Half-elemental creatures...... That's an apt way to describe it. ”

The dozen or so Drogbars were attacking a caravan of minotaurs, and the caravan's guards and attackers were in a tight fight.

If it was just Dragobar, the well-armed Minotaur guards would have been able to handle it.

But I don't know what means these Drogbal used, but it was actually two two-headed giants holding a big tree in front of the battle with the minotaur at the front.

The Two-Headed Giants are not the same species as the ogres from Draenor, they are native creatures of Azeroth and have inhabited the land long before the heavens and the earth has fallen apart.

It's just that at that time, there was no high mountain uplift here because of the movement of the section, and it was not called the Supreme Ridge.

The two-headed giant has a very low intelligence and will only follow instinctive actions most of the time.

It's not strange that these guys attack the caravan, it's strange that they would actually act with Dragobar.

Imoryel frowned and explained, "The two-headed giants often rob passing Minotaur caravans, and the easiest way to deal with it is to throw some food at them to distract these big guys, but this time ......"

"Look."

Imerel raised his hand and pointed to the rear of the caravan near the overturned deer cart: "This caravan obviously dropped the food that attracted attention, but the two two-headed giants ignored it completely, and still frantically attacked the minotaur guards. ”

"I suspect ......" Imeriel's gaze was a little gloomy as he looked at those Drogbar, "Dragobal may have mastered some kind of spell that can control the two-headed giant, which is obviously not a good thing for the Kaolin Clan. ”

Nominally, the Hidden Passage maintains a neutral stance in the Supreme Ridge infighting.

But the human heart is made of flesh.

The Kaolin tribe has worked tirelessly for tens of thousands of years to provide logistical support for the hidden paths, and it is not uncommon for Imerel to take a bias in favor of the Minotaurs.

In any case, as the leader of the Hidden Pathway, it is inconvenient for Imerel to take action himself.

And the Minotaur apprentices who were still in training couldn't defeat these obviously prepared Drogbal robbers.

Imerel could only turn his gaze to Sarean for help.

For Sarren, the appearance of these drogbals can be regarded as dozing off, and someone sends pillows.

He was bored in this remote "farmhouse", so someone took the initiative to send toys to relieve boredom.

Of course, Sarjan could not live up to Drogbar's kindness, and readily agreed to Imeriel's request.

"Leave it to me, just in time to move your body."

The situation is urgent, and there is no time to slowly descend the mountain road.

Imerel planned to summon the two giant eagles in the camp and send Salaen and Stellagosa down the mountain as soon as possible.

"Wuhu ~ take off!"

Just as he turned his head to greet the support staff behind him, Imerel suddenly heard a strange scream from Sarjan.

Looking back, the scene in front of him scared Imerel for a moment.

Although it is inconvenient to turn into a dragon in person, Salian is also a druid, and it is not easy to change into a bird of prey.

The little crow, who was inseparable from Sarjan, was lying on the back of the white eagle that Sarian had transformed.

By the time Imerel turned his head, Saray had spread his wings and began gliding down at high speed.

"Goh?"

The White Eagle companion standing on Imerel's shoulder tilted his head and let out a puzzled cry, it thought it had seen its own kind, but it always felt that something was wrong.

Imeryr smiled wryly and soothed it, turning her gaze to say something to Stellagosa.

"Miss Stella, you...... Well? What about people? ”

Stellagosa was more direct, as she swung her finger to create a portal as Sarren took off, appearing at the scene of the raid one step ahead of Sarren.

A short-range teleportation like this, which can directly visualize the target location, is not difficult for Stellagosa, who is a blue dragon.

The well-trained Dragobal reacted quickly, and as soon as Stellagossa came out, the ground beneath her feet began to move, and several rock spears were about to emerge from under the ground.

"Smack~"

Stella Gossa lifted her long white and slender legs under her robe, and lightly stepped on the ground.

The effect of the spell counter traced back to the caster, and one of the Drogbar raiders suddenly burst out of his chest with a rock thorn.

This guy's vitality is very strong, and even though his chest has been torn apart by rock thorns, he can still let out a loud scream.

The other casters scrambled to try to quell the spell riot in their companions, but by this time, the White Eagle in Salian's form had swooped down less than 20 meters above the caster's team.

"Tina, hold on!"

"Okay~"

Alerted Tiny Tina beforehand, Sarlian reverted back to his human form in mid-air, stepped on the void and took a heroic leap, accelerating in the second stage and smashing into the crowd of Dragobal.

"Bang~"

The slashing Quelcella ended the screaming caster's agony, and before the others could react, Salaan took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar.

"Aang!!"

Dagul and the others, who were waiting for the good news from far underground, could hear the roar of the dragon that shook the four wildernesses, and the minotaurs of the four major tribes of Gaoling immediately refused to go out to check the situation.

In the open field, the effect of the dragon's roaring sonic attack is not as pronounced as it is indoors.

Even so, a few unlucky people who were relatively close to were also shocked to bleed from their ears, temporarily lost their hearing, and cried out in pain.

"It's noisy!"

One of the two-headed ogres, with red eyes, turned his head, raised the giant tree in his hand, and smashed it down at Sarjan.

"It's noisy, smash you!"

"Boom!"

The impact of the giant tree sent all the already unstable Zogbar spellcasters into the air, and a large amount of dust was kicked up on the scene.

But to the surprise of everyone present, the two-headed giant's hand was passively and slowly raised, and a seemingly "delicate" arm pressed against the lower end of the giant tree with one hand, forcibly pushing the two-headed giant's downward hand upward.

"Smash me? I'm afraid it's not that easy. ”

The blue tendons on his neck and forehead had obviously used all his strength, and the opportunity to wrestle with the two-headed giant was not rare, and his heart was quite happy at this time.

"Walk you!"

With one last force, the giant tree was pushed upwards for some distance, and Sarren swung out Quelcella, who was holding his right hand, and severed the two-handed giant's "weapon" along with three fingers.

"Now let's see, who smashed whom!"