The screams made Zumu and others stop and turn around.
Although the sound was distorted, they still recognized that it was the cry of their companions.
Being attacked?
Several guards immediately moved a few steps in the direction of the scream, but they quickly stopped because Zumu didn't move.
"Your Highness?!"
Zimu lowered his head slightly, falling into a state of hesitation.
In his heart, the life and death of a guard is not important. Not only is it not as important as the rebel dragon tribe they are tracking, it is not even as important as his training itself. As the prince of the Hall Star, only a great master can Let him make some level of compromise.
Now the guard is definitely under attack. Are you going back to save him? Or continue to track the rebel dragon clan who are already close at hand? Zimu was not a fool, so he would not say in public that the life or death of the guard was not important, but he needed to find a reason to convince others.
"The sound should be carried far away, and the captain of the guard should be able to hear it." Zimu said while looking at everyone.
The expressions of the remaining guards immediately turned ugly, as they heard what His Highness meant.
Zimu saw the expressions of several guards and felt a little regretful. He came to the novice hunting ground this time just to make a name for himself. If there were bad remarks about him after he returned, that was not what he wanted to see. In the past, he wouldn't have worried so much and would just give orders directly. But now, reputation, fame, and reputation are the most important to him, followed by the extremely valuable Dragon Rebel Clan.
The confidant knew what his master was thinking by observing Zimu's expression, and immediately said to the side, "Your Highness, how about this? Leave two people with us to catch the rebel dragon tribe, and the others will go over there to see what's going on. That’s all, let’s find the captain of the guard and ask him to come over and meet us.”
This is a compromise plan, but not the best plan, but both the guards and Zimu himself can accept it.
"Okay, let's do this. When we see the captain of the guard, we will report the information here to him. Also, injuries are inevitable when we go hunting, but I will be responsible for the treatment costs for the brothers this time."
Hearing what Zumu said, the expressions on the faces of the several guards softened. After a slight salute and thanks, the two of them stayed behind, and the others immediately ran in the direction of the scream.
Zimu looked at it and then withdrew his gaze, leading the people to chase the white shadow that was already very close.
At this moment, he still didn't know how wrong the choice he made was due to the inertia of thinking brought about by the class differences within the race.
The three guards shuttled quickly through the dense forest, and any blind mutant animals or plants that stood in front of them would be chopped open by their swords.
The relationship between the six of them is excellent. They spend at least half of the year training together, enduring hardships and sweating together, studying and training together, and even eating and living together. They have a tacit understanding with each other, which is why even though the six of them have not reached the level of a great master, they can fight against a great master when they join forces.
Now the life or death of a good brother is uncertain, how can they not be anxious?
After running at high speed for a while, the three people faintly saw a human-shaped object lying in the bushes not far away.
It's Sheppy!
A guard softly called his companion's nickname, and the three of them separated in a tacit understanding, forming a semi-arc with a distance between them and approaching the place where their companion was lying.
Although they were thinking about their companions, their good combat qualities made them aware that there was likely to be danger around them.
They were so close that the eyes of the three of them were blurred.
The companion lying there had obviously lost his life, and died in a miserable state. Not only had one of his legs cut off, but there was also a horrific fatal wound on his neck. The weapon exploded with energy when it penetrated there, forming a terrifying blood hole. At this time, there was no longer bleeding there, and it had obviously been dead for a while.
From the time they separated from each other to the screams, and combined with their current location, the three people had a bad premonition in their hearts, because this meant that their companions were killed in a very short time after being attacked here and screaming. .
The three people looked at each other from a short distance away, but none of them found any danger nearby. They left one person to guard the place, and the other two slowly approached the corpse. After a brief inspection, some of them were not sure to kill. Are the companions people from all races in the universe, or are they mutant creatures living here?
If they are from all races in the universe, why not take away the equipment from their companions? There was a piece of Hong Ning level there, and the space equipment was also untouched.
But if it is not a human being from all races in the universe but a mutated life form, which species is it? Within the sphere of influence of this flying life form, most of the mutated life forms on the ground have been killed. What kind of existence beyond the ninth level would occupy this place as its territory?
Several people thought for a while but had no clue, and no longer racked their brains. Instead, one person picked up the body and continued chasing in the direction of the captain of the guard.
But just after walking more than ten steps, the guard holding the body suddenly let out a cry, threw the body out, and shouted at the same time, "Poison!"
The other two people immediately turned around and saw that their companion's hands had turned blue and purple, and even their faces had a grayish aura. It was obvious that they had been poisoned, or a strange poison.
The two people immediately moved towards their companions while taking medicine from the space equipment.
These are the necessary items when they go out to perform tasks. Although the poison is strong, as long as they take the antidote, they should be able to protect their lives. Even if it cannot be detoxified, it will be enough to allow the poisoned person to return to the clan. At that time, it is always Can find a way to detoxify.
But the second thing happened that they didn't expect.
The corpse landed on the ground with a bang and exploded. An unknown number of fine metal needles exploded from it, covering the entire surrounding area.
The three guards were not careful for a moment, and all of them were attacked.
The poisoned guard was closest to the corpse and suffered the most metal needle attacks. He was caught off guard and shot riddled with holes without any protection, and died immediately.
The other two guards were a little further away and responded, but there were too many metal needles, and they were shot many times and were seriously injured in an instant.
How can we just talk about the power of stacked bows casually? !
The sound of footsteps came from the front. The two seriously injured guards barely stood. They stuffed healing potion into their mouths and held their weapons, waiting for the despicable person to appear.
They were sure that this must be a trap set by all the races in the universe, but they swallowed up all these not-so-complicated conspiracies.
Ye Zhongming staggered over, smiled when he saw everything happening here, and then threw something in his hand in front of the two still alive guards.
"Ah! Captain of the Guard!"
It was a head, the head of the captain of the guard.
The two seriously injured guards saw the leader's head and were so distracted that they did not notice a mechanical war beast leaping out from behind them.
Ye Zhongming looked away. This place was no longer worthy of his attention, because the battle would be over soon.
The rest is up to Pao Bai and Jie Su.
