"It's the big flying lion!" Amy's eyes lit up and she shouted in surprise.
The griffin, which was originally rushing towards Mag with an excited face, saw and heard Amy's words, and the figure that fell straight down like lightning began to slow down, then landed on the cliff, circled around, and flew again. He stood up and stopped at a height of more than ten meters, looking at Amy with a surprised look on his face, as if he was looking at some scary person, but he also wanted to get closer.
Mag was surprised and wanted to laugh. Such a big guy didn't expect to be frightened by Amy?
"Azi, come down." Mag raised his head and shouted at the purple-striped griffon.
"Ouch..." Azi looked at Mag, then at Amy, and descended cautiously.
"Azi? This name is so cute!" Amy blinked and looked at Mag with some curiosity: "Father, do you recognize it?"
"Yes, an old friend." Mag nodded with a smile. Looking at the cowardly purple-striped gryphon, he couldn't help but feel angry and wanted to laugh. This look was not in any way related to being cool, nor was he just like that at all. The majestic look of tearing apart the demon with his hands turned out to be like a fool. His voice became a little louder and he said: "Azi, come down!"
After dawdling in mid-air for a while, the purple-striped griffon landed gently on the cliff. Although it looked at Amy with some vigilance, it still couldn't help but poked its big head towards Mag and rubbed against his. Shoulders, as if trying to please him.
"Wow, you're so good. I want to touch Ah Zi's head too." Amy's eyes lit up like stars, and she stretched out her little hand towards Ah Zi's head.
But before Amy's little hand could reach out, the purple-striped griffon retracted its head with a swipe, staring at a pair of eyes, with an expression as if it was about to be murdered.
Mag looked at the purple-striped griffon, still not knowing why he was so afraid of her, and said with relief: "Azi, this is Amy, my daughter, she is very kind."
"Little Azi, be good, put your head over here and touch it." Amy looked at the purple-striped griffon, then took out the mage staff that was as tall as a person, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I will blow you up. dog head."
The purple-striped griffon seemed to be frightened, and immediately handed over its head and stretched it directly into Amy's hand.
"Be good." Amy reached out and touched the trembling head of the purple-striped griffon. The smile on her face was as bright as the light on the mage's staff.
Mag: "..."
It was an unconventional first meeting, but Mag looked at the purple-striped griffon that had stopped shaking and started to show an expression of enjoyment, and a smile appeared on his face.
Although it's not clear exactly what makes Amy so intimidating in Azi's heart, it doesn't seem to be a big problem at the moment.
"Father, were you the one who just directed little Ah Zi to kill all those bad guys?" Amy touched Ah Zi's somewhat furry head and looked at Mag with curiosity and asked.
"You can put it this way." Mag nodded.
"I just said that father is super powerful, even the little pets are so powerful." Amy's expression was a little excited, but she quickly sighed and said: "But... the ugly duckling is too fat, even if it turns into a white swan in the end , it must also be a super fat white swan, the kind that can only roll on the ground."
Mag imagined that scene, and the smile on his face grew wider. He put Amy on the ground and took out two sets of black clothes from the bag, "We are going to kill all the remaining bad guys now, and then Rescue the people they captured, but truly powerful heroes never let others know their true colors, so we need to disguise ourselves."
Amy's eyes lit up and she asked curiously: "Is it like those legends? A hero with a mask rescued people in trouble without leaving a name."
"Yes, so everything we do today cannot be told to a third person besides us, and we cannot make any noise during the battle." Mag looked at Amy and said seriously: "Can you do it, little hero Amy?"
"I can!" Amy nodded seriously.
"Very good, then let's set off." Mag put a black windbreaker on Amy, then put on a small black and white mask on her, then put on all her own equipment, and danced with Amy in her arms. Get on the back of the gryphon.
"Let's go, Ah Zi, to those guys' lair." Mag gently patted the griffin's back.
"Let's go!" Amy opened her hands and shouted happily.
The griffin flapped its wings, soared into the sky, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only a trembling horse on the edge of the cliff, but it was tied up and could not escape.
…
At the bottom of the basin, people from the Gray Temple were studying the crime scene, trying to find some useful information from the corpses and black ashes, and others were dealing with the collapsed cave entrance.
Brandley and several members of the Gray Temple were questioning the members of the Rose Mercenary Group. They were witnesses of the incident and were also the first people to survive at the hands of the murderers.
"My lord, the specific situation is what we just said. The escaped demon got into the cave, but the entrance of the cave has been collapsed by the purple-striped griffon with a thunder ball. Was it hit by that blow? We don't know whether he was killed or escaped from the caves. However, the interiors of these caves are very empty, and many of them are connected to each other. If he had escaped, it would be difficult to catch him." Dennis saw Brandley said, recalling the scene just now, he still felt a little frightened.
Brandley nodded and said: "Thank you for your hard work. Our Gray Temple will take care of everything here. You can go back to the City of Chaos to recuperate first. If necessary, you may be required to cooperate in some investigations."
"Okay, it's about the safety of us mercenaries. We will definitely cooperate." Everyone nodded solemnly.
"Here!" A cry of surprise suddenly came from the other side of the excavation cave. The combatants quickly stepped forward. Soon, a demon who was struck by lightning and was covered in black with smoke coming out of his mouth was tied up with several spirit binding ropes. When he was lifted out, one of his legs was broken by a boulder and he was already dying.
Brandley stepped forward, looked at the demon and said coldly: "Give me a life extension, then pry his mouth open and ask where their base is hidden."
…
There is a large mountain about thirty miles further west of the basin. On the west side of the mountain is a nearly vertical cliff, forming a mist-shrouded canyon with the mountain opposite. Thick fog enveloped the entire canyon, making it impossible to see from a few meters away. Not even the slightest trace of a human being.
At the bottom of the canyon, there is a dense forest. For thousands of years, few people have disturbed it. A few people can be seen everywhere surrounded by thick trees.
A purple-striped griffin landed quietly outside the canyon.
