"What a thick fog!"
Amy followed Mag down from the griffin's back and grabbed a handful of mist as she asked with a curious expression, "That's right.
"Yeah, it's not easy to find a place like this." Meg nodded as he squinted at the thick fog. His sharp eyes pierced through the fog, and his vision far exceeded that of a normal person's. He could still clearly see things 100 meters away. A 10th-tier powerful being should be able to see through this level of fog.
Meg looked down at Amy with a serious expression, and said, "Amy, our main mission is to rescue the hostages and protect ourselves at the same time. We have to make sure no one discovers who we are, so you only need to use your Domain of Extreme Frost. Leave the rest to me, okay?"
"Okay." Amy nodded.
Meg turned to Ah Zi, and said, "Ah Zi, you'll be in charge of keeping an eye on and capturing anyone who tries to escape."
Ah Zi also nodded, although it didn't quite understand what kind of person could escape from Meg.
"Let's go." Meg said softly as he rushed into the depths of the forest with his sword in hand. He drew his sword halfway out of its sheath before sheathing it again. A demon hiding in the trees silently fell to the ground, and its head fell to the ground with a confused look in its eyes.
A pair of small golden wings appeared on Amy's back, and she followed Meg through the trees without making any sound. Her large eyes were filled with admiration as she looked at Meg's back.
A silent slaughter was carried out in the forest. Meg killed all of the scouts and sentries scattered throughout the forest, and he quickly made his way to the center of the forest.
…
In the depths of the forest, near the center of the canyon, there was a large cave in the cliff. There were a few wooden huts at the entrance of the cave, and a dozen or so orcs and demons were patrolling the area with nervous expressions.
In the depths of the cave, in a separate and empty cave, a young orc looked at a muscular orc with a frightened expression, and said in a sobbing voice, "Master Zeon, what do we do now? Captain Will-O '-the-wisp and the others should all be dead. Alex really made his move. That Purple-Striped Griffin tore Captain Will-O' -the-wisp into pieces. Too terrifying! It's like tearing apart a chicken. Will we be discovered here? Let's run … "
"Shut up!" The orc called Zeon roared angrily as he paced back and forth in the cave. Although he tried his best to maintain a calm expression, his trembling hands revealed his current mood.
Alex had made a move. This was something that no one had expected. Moreover, he had directly destroyed the main fighting force of their mercenary group. Now, in the encampment, besides him, who was at level 7, there were only two level 6 mercenaries left. The rest of the members were all below level 6.
However, if Alex really found this place, there would be no difference between level seven and level one. Anyway, he wouldn't be able to withstand his sword.
One had to realize that even the patriarch of the spatial trolls had been slain by Alex with a single sword strike. There was most likely no one on the Norland Continent who dared to claim that they were more powerful than Alex.
He was very panicked, but he knew that he couldn't show it. Otherwise, everyone would want to run, and he wouldn't be able to succeed. Someone had to die.
He had been in this line of work for over 20 years, and had seen the glory days and the dark ages brought on by Alex and Irina. As such, he was well aware of the inevitable fate that would befall a mercenary group that had been targeted by Alex.
"How many people have you talked to about this?" Zeon asked the young orc.
The orc gulped, and replied, "Most of them should have already known … However, I didn't say that Alex was the one who did it."
"Very good." Zeon patted the orc's shoulder before covering his mouth with his hand. A black bone dagger protruded from his back.
The young orc's eyes widened, and he died without uttering a single sound.
"You were a junior that I had high hopes for, but unfortunately … I also wanted to live." Zeon's voice was trembling slightly as he placed the orc on the ground. He wiped the blood from his hand on the orc's body, and walked out of the cave with a giant axe. The heavy stone door slowly closed behind him, and he quickly walked out of the cave.
The massive cave had been excavated into a series of small and sealed caves. Many of the caves were still empty, but there were also some that had been tortured by elves. They were curled up in a corner, and didn't dare to raise their heads even when they heard the sound. They only dared to sneak a peek out of the corner of their eyes, praying that the footsteps wouldn't stop in front of their doors.
Despair and fear shrouded their hearts. They had seen with their own eyes the cruel deaths of their comrades who had fought side by side with them countless times. They had seen the captured women being tortured to death in every possible way. They had also suffered all kinds of torture and were locked in this dark little cave. They did not know what they were going to face next.
There were already some elves who had committed suicide because they couldn't stand the torture. The elves who were still alive were fearful of death, but there was a glimmer of hope that they would be saved. They firmly believed that Chaos City wouldn't abandon them.
No one knew how long they could last. Another female elf had been found to have committed suicide this morning, so they were all tied up with spirit binding ropes and gagged in their mouths. They couldn't even bite off their tongues to commit suicide.
The demons and orcs were patrolling back and forth in the passageway, and any strange movements could result in a vicious beating and sexual assault.
Zeon arrived at the entrance of the cave, and looked at the dozen or so demons and orcs standing there as he said, "The team leader and the deputy team leader have all been killed by the Gray Temple. The situation is very urgent, and we have to prepare to evacuate. Go and gather everyone here, and then kill all of the elves and women. Get ready to leave this place."
Everyone's expressions changed slightly upon hearing the news. The team leader who had just left had told them to prepare some women and fine wine, and now he was dead. It was far too sudden.
A hesitant demon asked, "Master Zeon, even if we're going to evacuate, why don't we take those elves with us? They're the last of our mercenary group's assets. We can sell them off on the Demon Islands, and we'll be able to live a good life for a while. "
A forest troll chimed in, "Indeed. The team leader and the others are all dead, so our mercenary group is most likely going to disband. Why don't we split up these elves and go our separate ways?"
Zeon thought about it for a moment before nodding, and said, "That's a good idea. You guys go and gather everyone here. You guys go in and keep an eye on those elves. Don't let anything happen to them."
Everyone dispersed. Half of them entered the cave, while the other half spread out into the forest to gather more people.
Zeon took a glance at the cave before picking up his ax and preparing to leave.
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