Dozens of mercenaries rushing from the Valley of Giants to the basin are still galloping. The five or six miles journey seems not far away, but the mountain road is rugged, and even the unicorn cannot run fast.
"Look, what is that!"
Suddenly someone in the team pointed in the direction of the basin and exclaimed.
The mercenaries looked up one after another, with shock on their faces.
A griffon plunged into the basin from the sky like a purple lightning bolt. A moment later, it flew up again, and a pair of sharp claws tore a human-shaped thing into two pieces.
"That...that's the purple-striped gryphon!"
"Is it Alex's legendary griffon?"
"Is there a second one on Nolan Continent? This is a mutated Level 10 Thunder Griffin. It was tamed by Alex. I only listened to his words. I didn't expect it to appear here."
"Since Lord Alex is here, there is no need to worry."
All the mercenaries were talking about it, and their worried hearts suddenly relaxed a lot, but the speed of their march did not slow down at all. Even if they couldn't help, if they could watch Alex fight with their own eyes, That is also something worth bragging about.
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"Alex...is indeed the one who keeps his word." Brandley, who had arrived at the Valley of the Giants, looked in the direction of the basin with some emotion and relief.
Everyone in the Gray Temple had different expressions, but their nervous expressions relaxed a little.
"Sir, after all, this is the responsibility of our Gray Temple. If Alex intervenes, will it damage the reputation of our Gray Temple..." A magician whispered beside Brandley.
“The reputation of the Gray Temple has been accumulated over the years by the seniors of the Gray Temple who have fought to the death for the safety of the City of Chaos and dedicated their lives to protecting the residents of the City of Chaos. It will not be affected just because someone takes action to protect the residents before the Gray Temple. "Bradley looked at the magician and said with a cold expression: "You who said such words make me feel that you have belittled the reputation of the Gray Temple."
The magician's face turned red, and he quickly lowered his head and said, "I know my mistake."
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Help from all directions was still on the way, but at this time, everyone under the basin looked at the green will-o'-the-wisps and dark green blood flying all over the sky, their faces full of shock.
The despairingly powerful eighth-level demon was torn into pieces so easily without even struggling.
A head with wide eyes fell from the sky, and Gululu rolled right in front of Evan, as if his dead fish eyes were still looking at him.
Evan moved a few steps back in horror, looking at the head in disbelief. Dark green blood covered him, making him look very embarrassed.
Just now, he licked his feet like a dog, willing himself to be a slave in exchange for a chance to live, and then wanted to kill the pair of women who had embarrassed him and everyone present.
And now, this will-o'-the-wisp demon that he regarded as unbeatable was actually torn into pieces by a gryphon. The sudden reversal made him a little dazed for a while, and he didn't even know that he should be thinking about the possibility of obtaining it now. Free and happy, but still sad about the death of the master.
"It's Alex's purple-striped gryphon!"
Scott looked up at the gryphon in the sky, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed.
"Is Master Alex here?!"
"We are saved!"
The faces of the members of the Rose Mercenary Group, who were immersed in shock, showed a look of ecstasy. The defensive circle tightened inward and did not continue to attack.
When Alex and Irina traveled across the continent, they punished evil and eliminated evil, and were known as the nemesis of bad guys.
Since the purple-striped gryphon appears here, Alex must be nearby, which means they can survive.
"Alex!!!"
The demons, orcs, and trolls all had frightened expressions on their faces when they saw the will-o'-the-wisp demon being torn into pieces, and then looked at the purple-striped gryphon hovering in the sky.
No one understands better than them what the names Alex and Irina mean when spoken from their mouths. Back then, the mercenary group hunting wandering elves was wreaking havoc on the Nolan continent, and no one dared to control it. But just because of these two guys, all the mercenary groups who killed them in the past two or three years were so frightened that they disbanded and disappeared, just to avoid these two gods of murder.
But now, this god of death appeared again, and appeared directly next to them.
Even though they haven't seen him yet, the purple-striped griffins are here, so he is naturally nearby.
Resist?
Even the ancestors of the void troll clan were killed by his sword. The most powerful will-o'-the-wisp troll among them was torn into pieces by the claw of the gryphon. How could they resist? What qualifications do they have to resist?
"Take hostages!" A forest troll roared, and a black vine flew out from his body, rolled up Evan on the ground beside him, and pulled him to his side.
The other five guys also came to their senses, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and rushed towards the Rose Mercenary Group who were still surrounded by everyone. Whether they can survive from Alex's hands today depends on them. These are hostages.
The griffon lowered its head and stared at the crowd. It seemed that it was angered by the behavior of those guys. It raised its head and let out another long roar:
"Ouch——"
"Wow, what a beautiful big lion. It has wings, and it's purple! But why does it sound so much like Daphne's big dog?" Amy looked at the sky through Mag's fingers. The purple-striped griffin in the middle has bright big eyes and is quite excited.
"Is it Erha?" Mag asked with a smile.
"Eh? Father, how do you know? Have you ever seen Daphne's stupid dog who knows how to tear down the family?" Amy looked at Mag with surprise, and whispered: "Daphne's grandfather said I will stew it into dog soup this winter. Although Daphne was very sad, I still asked her to remember to call me when she stewed it."
"Well, drinking dog meat soup is indeed a very comfortable thing in winter. It would be even better if there was dog meat hot pot." Mag nodded in agreement, although he had only eaten it once.
The Rose Mercenary Group, who were nervously preparing to deal with the attacking demons and trolls, had strange expressions. Under such circumstances, they were still happily chatting about dog meat soup and dog meat hot pot. How much did the father and daughter like it? The food, the heart is simply ridiculously big.
Mag was indeed calm from beginning to end, because this was originally his plan, the roles of prey and hunter, these guys had never understood it from beginning to end.
"boom!"
There was a thunderous explosion.
A purple-gold thunder ball spit out from the mouth of the purple-striped griffon, exploded, turned into five thunder and lightning, and fell from the sky.
