"It's such a heavy fog?"
Amy jumped off the gryphon's back with Mag holding the sword, reached out and grabbed a handful of mist, and said with some curiosity.
"Yeah, it's hard to find a place like this." Mag nodded, squinting slightly and looking at the thick fog. His sharp eyes penetrated the fog, far beyond the eyesight of ordinary people, who could still see a hundred meters clearly in this thick fog. For other things, if you are a level 10 powerhouse, you should be able to ignore this level of fog.
Mag looked down at Amy and said seriously: "Xiaomi, our first priority is to rescue the hostages, protect ourselves at the same time, and ensure that no one will find out who we are, so you only need to use the extreme cold field for a while This magic is enough, leave the rest to father, okay?"
"Okay." Amy nodded.
Mag turned to look at Ah Zi and said, "A Zi, you are responsible for tracking and arresting all those who try to escape."
Azi also nodded, although it didn't quite understand who could escape from Mag's hands.
"Let's go." Mag said softly, holding the sword and running towards the depths of the dense forest almost silently. The long sword was half unsheathed, and then returned to the sheath again. A demon hiding among the trees silently Falling down, head dropped, eyes confused.
A pair of small golden wings appeared behind Amy, following behind Mag, walking nimbly through the trees without making any sound. A pair of big eyes looked at Mag's back with admiration.
Silent killings were carried out in the dense forest. The spies and secret sentries scattered everywhere were killed by Mag one by one, and they quickly moved towards the center.
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Deep in the dense forest, near the center of the canyon, there is a large cave on the cliff. There are several wooden houses built at the entrance of the cave. A dozen orcs and demons are patrolling, with nervous expressions on their faces.
Deep in the cave, in an independent and empty cave, a young orc looked at a strong orc with an equally ugly face with a horrified expression and said with a cry: "Lord Jean, what should we do now? Lord Ghostfire and the others should all die. Well, Alex really took action. The purple-striped gryphon tore Master Will-o'-the-Wisp into pieces in one fell swoop. It was so terrifying! It was like tearing apart a chicken. Will we be discovered here? We Run away quickly..."
"Shut up!" The orc named Jean shouted angrily, pacing in the cave. Although his expression tried hard to remain calm, his trembling hands revealed his mood at this time.
Alex took action, which was something that no one expected, and as soon as he took action, he directly wiped out the main combat force of their mercenary group. Now, except for him, who was at level seven, there were only The next two are at level six, and the remaining dozens of members are all at level six or below.
However, if Alex really found this place, there would be no difference between level seven and level one, and he wouldn't be able to withstand his sword anyway.
You must know that even the ancestor of the Void Trolls was killed by Alex with one sword. Now there is probably no one in Nolan Continent who dares to say that he is stronger than Alex.
He was panicking, but he knew he couldn't show it, otherwise everyone would want to run away, and then he might not be able to run successfully, and some people would have to die.
He has been in this business for more than 20 years. He has experienced brilliance and made thousands of dollars a day. He has also experienced the dark ages brought about by Alex and Irina, so he knows that when a mercenary group is targeted by Alex the inevitable outcome.
"How many people have you told this matter?" Jean asked, looking at the young orc.
The orc swallowed and said, "Most people should know it...but I didn't say that Alex was the one who made the move."
"Very good." Jean reached out and patted the orc's shoulder, then covered his mouth, and the black bone knife penetrated from the back of his heart.
The young orc's eyes widened, and he lost his breath without making any sound.
"You were my favorite junior, but unfortunately... I also want to live." Jean put the orc on the ground, with a tremor in his voice, wiped the blood on his body, and held up a large Ban Axe walked towards the outside of the cave, the thick stone door slowly closed behind him, and he walked quickly along the passage towards the outside of the cave.
In the huge caves, small and closed caves have been mined. Many caves are still empty, but some have already locked up some tortured elves. They are huddled in the corners and dare not raise their heads when they hear the sound. They only dare to use the corners of their eyes. He peeked out from the corner of his eye, and then prayed in his heart that the footsteps would not stop in front of his door.
Despair and fear enveloped their hearts. They watched their teammates who had fought side by side countless times being brutally killed, and saw those women who were caught being humiliated and tortured to death. They also endured various tortures. Being locked up in this small dark cave, I don’t know what I will face next.
Some elves have committed suicide because they could not bear the torture. The elves who are still alive are afraid of death and have a glimmer of hope in being rescued. They firmly believe that the City of Chaos will not give up on them.
No one knows how long they can hold on. Another female elf was found to have committed suicide this morning, so their bodies were tied with spirit ropes, and their mouths were stuffed with cloth balls. They couldn't even bite their tongues to commit suicide.
Demons and orcs walked back and forth in the passages, and any movement could result in a beating and violation.
Jean came to the entrance of the cave, looked at the dozen demons and orcs standing at the entrance of the cave, and said: "The leader and deputy leader were all sniped by the Gray Temple. The situation is urgent now. We must make preparations for evacuation. You guys Go gather all the people here, kill all the elves and women, and prepare to leave here."
The expressions of everyone who had heard the news changed. It was too sudden that the leader who had asked them to prepare women and good wine when they left just died like this.
A demon hesitated and said: "Lord Jean, even if we want to retreat, why don't we take those elves with us? This is the last property of our mercenary group. If we take it back to the Demon Islands and sell it, brothers can just call it a day. You can also live a good life.”
"Yes, the captain and the others are all dead, and our mercenary group will probably disperse. Why not divide these elves and run away separately." A forest troll also said.
Jean thought for a while, nodded and said: "It's okay to split up. You guys go and call all the people over. You guys go in and take a good look at the elves. Don't make any mistakes."
The crowd dispersed, half of them entered the cave, and the other half dispersed into the forest to call for people.
Jean glanced at the direction of the cave, picked up the ax and pointed in one direction to leave.
There were several dull sounds in the forest, and then a somewhat joking voice sounded from the mist: "I'm afraid it's too late to leave now, right?"
