As the fireworks bloomed, several undercurrents appeared in the night. With the help of the magic of night vision, Wuwuyi saw several teams of hundreds of people rushing towards this direction.
"They've come to their senses!" Wuwuyi waved to Gan anxiously, "The infiltration failed, run away!"
Wuwuyi's response was Gan's increasingly excited laughter. He was like a beast that had tasted blood and was out of control.
"Don't think about this anymore...Failure? There is no failure. As long as I kill everyone who sees me, there will be no problem!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was already holding the dagger and rushing towards the selected mountain peak.
"Hey, there are more than three hundred people in that direction..."
Before Wuwuyi finished speaking, Gan had disappeared.
"This way of infiltrating is too cool...No, wait a minute, Gan? Gan? Wait...then what should I do?"
"who?"
The tribesmen who came around following the fireworks let out rude shouts, and Wuwuyi was so frightened that she suddenly covered her mouth.
"Mother Goddess of Wind, blow away my voice; Mother Goddess of Earth, cover my footprints; Goddess of Moon..."
She prayed to the gods for blessing in a voice that only she could hear. The tribesmen brought ladders and climbed up the wooden wall. There was no place to hide on the wooden wall. Wuwuyi could only retreat dozens of meters and squat down, praying that the night would hide his traces smoothly.
The gazes of the tribesmen passed over Wuwuyi's body several times, and some even raised their torches to tentatively shine their light in Wuwuyi's direction. But due to the preference of the gods, no one discovered Wuwuyi.
"Don't waste time here, the intruders have already rushed up the mountain..."
Wuwuyi's familiar voice came from under the wooden wall, it belonged to the drunken blond man - at some point, he appeared under the wooden wall again.
"Is this magic similar to mine?"
Wuwuyi couldn't believe her eyes. To hide your body, you not only need a hiding place, but you also need to eliminate sounds, footprints, smells, and many other traces. In order to achieve this effect, the blessings of more than one god are needed. This kind of magic should only be possessed by the Wuwuyi tribe.
"In an instant, these people were all knocked down." The blond man pointed at the group of tribesmen who fell on the ground, and described the scene just now to the newly arrived people without being drunk, "The opponent is very strong, isn't it? A master of swordsmanship is a magician above the natural level. Fortunately, I reacted quickly. When I saw the situation was not going well, I immediately fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, otherwise I would have had to break an arm..."
Wuwuyi shook his head repeatedly. She knew the man didn't tell the whole story. Just now, he was not just pretending to be dead on the ground, but his entire body disappeared.
She still vaguely remembered that the man was called the "White Knight" by others and was the teacher of the "Angel".
"Okay, okay, don't stand here!" The man yelled again, "The natural level is fine, but if it's the elf level, it won't be easy to deal with! We have to catch up and help!"
"I think it's better to guard the exit here now," said a tribesman. "Many people have already rushed over from the leader's side, and there are enough people. The key now is to prevent the enemy from escaping."
The man's voice sounded a little panicked: "You are a small tribe...the leader has enough people? What about my disciples?"
"You mean the divine envoy? We don't have any manpower." The tribesman replied carelessly, "If the intruder runs towards her, he will be seeking death."
"Oops! Come with me!"
The blond man stamped his feet and ran towards the top of the mountain.
Wuwuyi jumped off the city wall and followed the blond man from a distance. With the blessing of the gods, she could run with all her strength without making any footsteps.
Along the road, many people came one after another, including tribesmen, Aztlan soldiers, and lords of various states and their entourage. The blond man yelled at them all the way to follow him, and by the time they reached the halfway point of the mountain, a team of several hundred people had formed and formed a long queue. In order not to be discovered, Wuwuyi could only move the distance further and further away. In the end, she could hardly see where the blond man was.
After entering a dense camp, the man's shout came from the front of the team:
"Disciple! Disciple! Are you still there? We are here to help you!"
People were walking out of the camp one after another. Because the sound was so noisy, Wuwuyi couldn't hear the answers in front of them at all. She glanced around and found a tree, so she ran towards it in a few steps. But just as she was about to climb the tree, a woman's voice suddenly came from the top of the tree: "Master, I am here!"
Wuwuyi was startled and hurriedly dodged into the surrounding grass. The next second, everyone's eyes were directed towards the tree. But he saw a ball covered with leaves slowly falling from the top of the tree to the ground. After a "clatter", all the leaves fell off, and a girl suddenly appeared inside. She is much older than Wuwuyi, but her stature is not much different. There were many leaves that had not yet fallen on her head, neck and the folds of her clothes, and she did not clean them up, making her look a little silly.
The blond man ran through the crowd and hurried over.
"King of Sweden! Your guards are all inside the camp. Why are you running to the big tree outside the camp alone?"
"Compared to the guards, I think it's safer to hide in a tree." The girl said carelessly, "Look, Master, you just ran over and didn't even notice me!"
"That's true, my Dust-style...Mister-style swordsmanship is unmatched in the world. When the intruder just broke in, I turned over my hood, disguised myself as a stone, and hid away."
The blond man nodded repeatedly.
"Oops." Wuwuyi thought to himself, "Gan ran in the wrong direction."
At this moment, a waterfall-like roar sounded from the other side of the mountain. Everyone looked up and saw a water curtain higher than the top of the mountain appearing in the sky. In the rushing water, water spray fell from time to time, just like raindrops, falling on everyone's heads.
"Lord God Envoy, something is wrong."
A man on a stretcher was brought to the girl.
"The Mescalero tribe can rely on the joint efforts of everyone to counteract magic that is far stronger than the power of one person. The flames of Nezahualcyotel have been eliminated by them. Who is this intruder? How can they force Mescalero Luo Bu raised such a big water curtain?"
"What do you mean? The power of the invaders is greater than that of Nezahual Coyotel?"
"Not necessarily, it could also be a matter of compatibility. For example, with the power of my boxing, it would be difficult for them to eliminate them. But the last time I saw such a large water curtain raised by the Mescalero Ministry, they were still guarding against thousands of Aztlan troops. During the strong attack. The magic power of this invader is probably around the second era."
"Really the elf level?" Dast was startled and quickly asked Ella, "King of Sweden, where is Amy? Why don't you see her? She is the only elf level here, right?"
"Amy is observing the stars on the top of the mountain. And she is protected by the God of Love, so she is not suitable for fighting." Ella shook her head, "Don't drag her into it, let's go support the leader ourselves."
(End of chapter)
