"Oh my god, Lala, you're already eighteen! Eighteen years old and you can have children in many places! Is it still early? "Vecil exclaimed in surprise. "Maybe it's not that Aunt Vera doesn't allow it, but that she has already found a good candidate for you."
"That's not something I can accept." Lala frowned. "That's why I chose to study law in White Creek City. Maybe becoming a Royal Lawyer is a good choice." At least I can decide my own life. She added in her heart.
"You really make me envious. Unfortunately, I don't have your talent … "Vecil exhaled. Suddenly, he heard a commotion from the caravan in front.
"What's going on?" "Don't know?"
"Seems like someone is blocking the road in front."
A few men quickly came down from the carriages of the caravan and went forward to ask about the situation. Women and children stood at the side of the caravan and looked forward, guessing what was going on.
Lala's interest was finally piqued. "Willis, what's going on in front?" She asked the coachman loudly.
"I'm sorry, Miss, there's someone blocking the road in front. I'm afraid the carriage will have to wait for a while." The old coachman's voice came from the front.
As the carriage continued to move forward, Lala quickly saw what was going on in front.
In front of the caravan, on the gray road, a young man and woman sitting on a rock by the roadside stood up and blocked the way of the caravan.
Both of them wore gray robes that covered their entire body. The man's head was bald, without a single strand of hair. His eyebrow-less face gave off a cold aura.
The woman's beautiful blonde hair was tied into a ponytail. She had a voluptuous figure and a pretty face with a hint of coldness. She followed closely behind the man and stared at the caravan. The caravan of more than a hundred people was like livestock waiting to be slaughtered in her eyes.
As if noticing that someone was spying on her, the woman's gaze moved over and met Lala's.
In that instant, a chill ran up from the bottom of her heart. Lala quickly retracted her head and hid in the carriage. She touched her forehead and actually broke out in cold sweat.
The moment their gazes met, she felt like she saw the most violent killing intent in the other person's heart.
"What's wrong?" Garon looked at Angel behind him.
"Nothing." Angel shook her head. "What are you going to do? With so many people present, the war dungeon could not be used. We can be sure that the three totem users are hiding among the commoners, using the war dungeon as a cover to escape Iron Tank City. "
Garon smiled.
The crisp sound of a horse's hooves could be heard from nearby. Garen looked towards the side of the grassland and saw a girl in white riding a white horse. She was taking a stroll on the grassland and it looked like a coincidence. The girl sat on the horse's back and looked over in a daze, as if she was curious about what had happened.
He looked back at the caravan in front of him.
"How many have we killed since last night?" he asked Angel in a low voice.
"Three …" Angel was a little uncertain. "I don't remember that much."
"Forget it. Let's do it." Garon suddenly stepped forward and tossed out a black coin.
"Hey!" Angel was stunned. "Are you crazy? There are so many people here!"
Chi!!
The coin landed on the ground and created a circle of transparent ripples. The ripples spread and covered the entire caravan and the surrounding hundred meters, forming a huge spherical cage.
"We won't have to worry about this soon." Garon smiled and looked at the three grey robed figures running out from the side of the caravan. He pointed his right arm forward.
Whoosh whoosh!!
A few grey shadows came out from behind him and rushed towards the three figures.
Angel quickly went forward and pointed her ten fingers in the air. Thirty green light spots appeared in the air.
"Three times acceleration!"
The thirty light spots merged into one and turned into a green light. It shot towards a black panther that came out from behind her.
Whoosh!
The black panther turned into a black line and rushed towards the three figures.
The black shadow overtook the grey shadow and knocked down one of the figures.
"No!!"
The three grey shadows turned back into three grey feathered eagles and grabbed one of the person's black pythons. Strangely, after the python was caught, it struggled for a while before it slowed down. It hung stiffly on the eagle's claws and was pecked by the three grey feathered eagles. It turned into a pool of silver liquid and seeped into the grass.
At the same time the python melted, the black panther bit through the throat of the person who was knocked down. Blood splattered all over the ground.
The other two people were pale as they fell on the grass and kept moving back.
"No … No!! You can't do this! The War Guild has rules. There are so many normal people here! So many normal people!! "The woman on the left was crying and snot.
The man on the right was trying to draw some tactics with his trembling fingers. He tried a few times but failed because he was too scared. The sweat on his face flowed down his temples and dripped from his chin.
"You can't even withstand a single blow." Garen shook his head as he walked up to the man and grabbed him by the collar. "Just a little guy who just entered Form One. Maybe there will be more rewards if we capture him alive? "
"Why don't you see how we can solve this?" Angel pouted at the carriage.
Garon looked at the caravan's carriage.
The merchants in the caravan were all silent. The children's mouths were covered and they didn't dare to make a sound. The men were all holding different kinds of weapons. The women and children all hid in the carriage and pulled the curtains tightly. Ten guards and mercenaries held their iron swords and stared at him with sweat all over their faces.
These people looked at Garon and Angel as if they were looking at monsters.
Garon didn't care about these people. He looked up.
Whoosh …
Suddenly, from the southern sky, a large flock of blue birds flew over.
The large flock of blue birds was like a patch of pockmarks, reflecting a large patch of black spots on the ground. There were constant chirping sounds.
"They're here … Finally …" Garon sighed in his heart.
His heart skipped a beat.
A grey feathered eagle suddenly rushed into the sky and flew back with a blue bird in its beak, landing on Garon's shoulder.
He took the blue bird from the grey feathered eagle's beak and took out the paper scroll tied to its leg. He opened it gently.
'Emergency in the south!! Agaz City requesting backup! '
There were still some bloodstains on the edge of the paper scroll.
"It's time to go." Garon said softly. With a wave of his hand, three grey feathered eagles flew up and circled above his head.
One of them had the black coin in its beak.
"What do we do with these two?" Angel glanced at the two totem users who were lying limp on the ground. Their totems, a black wolf and a white eagle, were both killed by the black panther in the fierce battle just now.
Garon didn't say much. He kicked the legs of the two lightly.
A tremor suddenly passed into their chests. Their heads tilted and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. They died silently.
"Let's go."
Garon looked at the attribute pane at the bottom of his vision. His potential had finally recovered to 15 points. Originally, he used it on the howling wererabbit, so it only had 13 points. Now that he had Angel to help him, he didn't need to do anything. It was Angel who took care of the opponent's totems, and then he would kill the totem users.
Effortlessly, he killed three hunting targets in one night. Including the three now, there were six in total.
He directly replenished the howling wererabbit's consumption.
This time, when he returned, he could let the giant lizards try to evolve. Garon was looking forward to seeing what the giant lizards would look like after evolution.
"What's with these blue messenger birds?" Angel instinctively felt that something was wrong.
"Those are war messages asking for help. The south has probably fallen." Garon kept the war dungeon without looking back.
"Impossible!! General Wylan of the Ender Kingdom has thousands of form two totem users under his command! All of them are elites!! "Angel showed an expression of disbelief.
Garon had already walked in front of everyone in the merchant group.
"We … We can pay the ransom!!" A fat leader was pushed out, his voice trembling as he begged. "Don't kill us! Please … "He knelt on the ground.
"You are hunters. The war guild doesn't allow mortals to use the dungeon …" Among the merchant group, a white-haired old man stood out and said in a low voice. This person obviously knew the inside story.
"Rules are made by people. But it's useless now. "Garon shrugged." Let me give you a word of advice. Turn back to Iron Tank City immediately, don't go to White Creek City. Otherwise, there might be bad things waiting for you. "
He was just kindly reminding them. The Obscuro Society's silver totem army was about to arrive. These countless silver totems were like a tide. It was a nightmare to encounter them in the wild. Not to mention these people, even Garon himself wouldn't be able to survive. Only a sturdy city would have a certain level of defense.
Among these silver totems, there were all kinds of strange creatures. It was like an exhibition of strange creatures, with all kinds of terrifying creatures emerging one after another. Most of these creatures were failed products cultivated by the Obscuro Society. They had a strong ability to pollute. In addition, they were all empowered by the Phantom Lamps, their strength was more than doubled.
"Let's go." By the time he finished speaking, Angel had already cut off the heads of the three criminals. She wrapped them up in cloth and carried them.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, quickened their pace and walked towards Iron Tank City.
The people in the caravan finally heaved a sigh of relief. Most of them were confused. Most of them didn't take Garon's advice seriously. A small number of them seemed to have seen that Garon wasn't lying. But those who were willing to follow his instructions and leave …
"Let's go! Willis, let's turn around! "Lala sat in the carriage, her face filled with an inexplicable excitement and fanaticism. A new color finally appeared in her boring life. She believed in her own judgment. She always did.
That bald man didn't show any signs of lying. She believed in him.
"Miss …" The old carriage driver was hesitant.
"Turn around!" Lala emphasized.
"Alright." Willis was helpless. He slowly drove away from the road and turned the carriage around on the grass.
"Lala, are you crazy? Do you really believe that weirdo's words? " Vecil waited until now before daring to speak. She shrunk her head and arched her body to hide under the carriage, afraid of being discovered by outsiders. She raised her head and spoke softly.
"I believe in him, and that large group of blue birds for communication." Lala nodded seriously.
Suddenly, the crisp sound of horse hooves came from outside the carriage.
She pulled open the curtain and looked outside. She saw the young girl in white riding a white horse, chasing after the bald man and the other person in front of her.
The young girl's face flashed with the same expression as hers, unwilling to be left out.
"Hurry up, let's catch up with the two in front!" Lala shouted.
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