"Woo!"
A small eagle was hovering in the air, looking down at the ground with its pair of purely black eyes. A faint stream of light covered its wings, helping it to fly up to a height of nearly a hundred miles from the ground, which was high enough for it to monitor the surrounding mountain area.
Ji Zhuo was riding on the back of a golden lizard, raising his head and looking at the surrounding blood-red mountain area.
Layers upon layers of mountain areas were covered in a blood-red color. The mountaintops, which were as flat as a guillotine, were covered with a lot of soil, which supported the growth of forests. However, under the contrast of the blood-red stone slabs, the lush green forest also carried a trace of an uncomfortable bloody color.
Behind Ji Zhuo were a whole one hundred and ten of his warriors, who were also riding on golden lizards and wearing simple leather armors. Every single one of them had a weather-beaten look on their faces. Many of these warriors had been running around in the wild all year round, and their skins had even cracked and twisted.
The golden lizard that had been sitting on the back of the golden lizard moved its body restlessly, abruptly opened its beak and spurted out its tongue, which was covered in mucus. The golden lizard rolled its tongue back to a rabbit that had been flying across the grass, then swallowed the rabbit.
The Golden Skinned Palace Guardian, which had a huge body and looked like a gecko, but was over 50 feet long, gave a satisfied grunt, rolled its eyes, and slightly wriggled its body.
The eagle, which was hovering in the air, abruptly let out a shrill scream, folded its wings and dove down from the sky, leaving a sharp arc in the air. Ji Zhuo raised his hand and waved at the eagle. After the span of a few breaths, this battle eagle, which he had raised since he was a little boy, grabbed his wrist with its pair of claws and intimately rubbed his wrist with its beak.
Puff! A glowing red feather on the eagle's tail was set ablaze without any fire, and soon turned into a wisp of smoke, dissipating in the air.
Ji Zhuo silently looked at the short spell symbols that had emerged in the smoke, then raised his head and looked around. He roughly identified the direction, then let out a long whistle. The eagle rose into the air, led the warriors behind him, and darted up the steep cliff, towards a large river in the distance.
The Golden Guardian Lizard was the most peculiar mount in the mountains. It could run quickly on a ninety-degree vertical cliff. Its speed was astonishing and it was silent. In the Chi Ban Mountain area, only the most elite scouting troop of the humankind was qualified to have a baby golden lizard and raise it as a battle beast.
"Get ready, it's time to kill!" said Ji Zhuo coldly, "It's our clansmen, the Fire Crow Clan. How many years has it been since we last heard this name? "
The facial expressions of those warriors standing behind Ji Zhuo became extremely weird, but soon, they calmed down and became cold and indifferent, just like statues carved from granite. On their coarse faces, which were covered in dead skin, not a single emotion could be seen.
Fire Crow Clan? It was an extremely vague impression in his memory. To these Fire Crow Clan's clansmen, who were born in the Midland, and grew up in the battlefields between the humankind and the non-humankind, that was only a meaningless symbol.
Killing one or more Fire Crow Clan's clansmen didn't mean anything to them. Over the years, many people had been killed by them. Many people still regarded them as the most reliable brothers and comrades until they died. But what was the point of all of this?
Golden leathers ran speedily on the cliff. They flashed across the heavily guarded sentry posts and sentry posts of the humankind. Many sentries excitedly waved their hands towards these elite scouts of the jungle, but Ji Zhuo only slightly nodded towards them.
Glancing across these human warriors with his gray eyes, Ji Mo looked at them as if he was looking at a group of corpses.
Perhaps, before long, these people would become corpses. Either the non-humankind would kill them, or Ji Zhuo would kill them himself.
Four hours later, the golden-skinned palace ran past hundreds of mountains and finally arrived at the intersection of two great rivers. The surging river water became gentle here, and the sand and sand carried by it washed away to form a sand island that was tens of thousands of acres in size.
The island was covered with thick reeds. A strong gust of wind blew across, stirring up large pieces of reeds. Nestlings' caws came from countless bird nests. Large groups of white water birds rose into the air, hovered above the island for quite a while, then dove into the river. These white water birds always had different sized fishes and shrimps in their beaks when they struggled to fly up from the river.
"Shhh, take a rest here, drink some water, and make something to eat." Ji Mo raised his right hand, clenched his fist and said blandly, "Send two squads of people, search both upstream and downstream. The non-humankind needs water too, they always like to invade through the river."
Two squads of ten people mounted on the golden leathers, rushed upstream and downstream of the river, and soon disappeared.
Yu Mu, who looked like a mountain of meat, was sitting on the beach, with a huge iron pot floating in the shallow water of the beach. Yu Mu was holding a large, fat, scaleless fish in his hand. He had just dug out the fish's internal organs with a small knife, and was washing the fish's blood with the river water.
Seeing Ji Mo and his warriors, Yu Mu grinningly stood up, waved his hand to Ji Mo and said, "Oi, brothers, which troop are you from?"
Ji Zhuo coldly stared at Yu Mu, then gave a long whistle, following which, he led the warriors behind him and rushed onto the river surface. Gigantic membranes spread out on the soft, fleshy legs of the golden leathers. They trod on the river water, easily crossed the tens of miles wide river, and rushed to Yu Mu's face.
Riding on the back of the golden leathers, Ji Mo looked down at Yu Mu, slightly pointed the long spear held in his left hand towards Yu Mu's shoulder and said, "I am Ji Mo, the leader of the three-thousand, nine-hundred and twenty-eighth troop of dare-to-die scouts. Who are you? What are you doing here? "
While talking, Ji Mo's long spear had already been pointed at Yu Mu's throat. With a slight poke, Yu Mu's life-force would be weakened by at least a small half, and he would temporarily lose all fighting capacity.
Far away in the jungle, Feng Xing reached his head out from a big tree, pulled his longbow open, and a long arrow had already been aimed at Ji Mo's throat.
"Oi, kid, if you don't let go of your spear, I will shoot you to death!"
Yu Mu carried the large white fish with his left hand, flicked Ji Mo's long spear with his finger, then grinned and said, "We are warriors from the special army of the Middle Army, we are here..."
In the jungle, Feng Xing abruptly let out a shout. Large cyan-colored gusts of wind burst from his feet, leaving tens of shreds of afterimages in the air. Within a blink of an eye, he had reached over ten miles high into the air, then leaped up into the air. Tens of shreds of afterimages darted out in all directions, while Feng Xing's real body was mixed in those afterimages, and had traveled tens of miles away within a blink of an eye.
At the same time, Feng Xing released another twelve arrows in a row.
An uproar came from the jungle. Among the two squads sent out by Ji Mo, one of them had been shot in the chest by an arrow, and rushed out of the jungle with their bodies covered in blood.
Ji Mo's face instantly turned cold. He straightened his spear, preparing to stab Yu Mu. But suddenly, his spear turned into a pale-green color, and black smoke rose from his left palm along with a sizzling sound. His left palm was instantly corroded by the poison, and only white bones were left.
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