Along the way, Fang Xingjian slowly got to know the identities of these four Knights.
They were all from Roshanda Royal Academy and were level 19 Knights who had transitioned five years ago.
The green-haired lady was about 28 or 29 years old and was the leader of this small team. Her name was Reiya, and she was skilled in archery. She always had a gentle smile on her face, but the other three never disobeyed her orders.
The muscular man dressed in metal armor was called Tai Long, and he was skilled in wielding a pair of axes. His strength attribute was over 80 points, and when he dashed around in his armor, he was like a human tank.
The wretched-looking and skinny guy was called Glenn. He was skilled in covert operations, assassinations, and spies. His agility was about 85 points, about the same as Fang Xingjian's current performance after his injuries.
The last black-robed man, who had always looked down on Fang Xingjian as a burden, was called Wei Longzi. Although Fang Xingjian had never seen his true face under the black robe, from his name, he should be a Westerner with black hair and black eyes.
Wei Longzi's close combat battle prowess should be the strongest among the four Knights. Therefore, he had been following the team for a long time to scout the surroundings.
They did not ask for Fang Xingjian's name, perhaps because Fang Xingjian was just a newbie to them.
Of course, if they did not ask, it was impossible for Fang Xingjian to take the initiative to bring it up.
As they were getting closer and closer to Kremlin Gulf, they could encounter enemies at any time. Therefore, Fang Xingjian's team of five was getting more and more cautious, and their speed of advancement was getting slower and slower.
However, although they had seen many signs of battles along the way, they had yet to encounter any enemies. Despite being so vigilant and having such high concentration of mental energy, advancing forward still consumed a lot of energy and stamina.
Looking at Fang Xingjian, who was covered in injuries but was still able to keep up with him, the wretched-looking and skinny Glenn smiled and said, "Not bad, kid. You can still keep up with us. However, don't force yourself. If you can't keep up, just tell us. We can also take a break."
Fang Xingjian did not say anything. He only focused on circulating his muscles, Qi, and blood. Through the internal circulation of his Force, he activated the specialties Internal Healing and Internal Training. Together with his Elementary Berserk Physique, he sped up the recovery of his injuries.
The other three glanced at Fang Xingjian. They felt that his performance was quite good. For a newly advanced Knight to be able to keep up with them despite being injured, he could be considered quite outstanding.
Even so, they still did not regard Fang Xingjian as a true combatant. After all, not everyone could surpass time. Other than a small number of demonic geniuses, most of the newly transitioned Knights were far from being a match for the veterans.
In their opinion, a novice knight like Fang Xingjian, who had suffered so many injuries just by coming here, would probably be lucky if he could fight a Great Warrior.
Of course, they were too embarrassed to say it out loud. They just decided that if they were to fight later and the situation wasn't critical, they would take care of each other.
After advancing carefully for about two hours, the green-haired lady, Reiya, suddenly stopped. With a wave of her hand, everyone else came to a stop.
She squatted down, looked at the bloodstains on the ground, and said, "It's fresh. You guys stay here. I'll go up and take a look."
With that, she jumped up and rapidly climbed up to the top of a nearby tree like an agile monkey. Then, the color of her eyes changed slightly, and she scanned the situation within a range of several thousand meters.
At the next moment, three fleeing figures appeared in her field of vision. She darted down abruptly, landed on the ground, and said, "There are people escaping here. They're Knights. Let's go and provide support quickly."
With that, she darted out first, with Fang Xingjian and the others following closely behind.
Reiya continued, "Wei Longzi, you'll be at the front to provide cover. Tai Long, you'll be at the back. Grand, you'll follow me. Rookie, you'll be in the middle to provide support."
She spoke very quickly, but by the time she finished, the black-robed man, Wei Longzi, had already run to the front, acting as the vanguard. The wretched-looking Grand was by Reiya's side to protect her, while Tai Long, who was in full armor, was at the back.
The reason why Fang Xingjian was arranged to be in the middle to provide support was naturally because he was not strong enough, and so he was allowed to stay in the safest place. Although it was not said out loud, it was clear that Fang Xingjian had taken care of him.
Fang Xingjian was not annoyed. If others were treating him well and taking care of him, what was there to be angry about? He continued to focus on recuperating. To him, every second that he could recover his strength earlier was a good thing.
The five of them advanced at high speed, and one minute later, they bumped into the three fleeing people.
The three Knights were all men, and when the one in the lead saw Fang Xingjian, his eyes lit up. "Xingjian, you're here?!"
With a soft swoosh, an arrow pierced through where the three of them were. Reiya said coldly, "Wait a moment. Tell me your identities first."
The Knight who had just called out Xingjian's name shouted, "I'm Kirst Academy's Jack."
As for the other two Knights, one of them had a full beard, while the other had a bald head without a single strand of eyebrows. Both of them were from Green Jade Royal Academy. The one with the full beard was called Du Prat, while the bald one was called Wales.
Reiya turned to look at Fang Xingjian and said, "You know that Jack?"
Fang Xingjian nodded and said, "I do. He's from the same class as me."
Hearing that, Reiya nodded as well, temporarily acknowledging the trio's identities. She then asked, "How did the three of you end up together? Where are the others? Why are you guys fleeing? Is there anyone chasing after you? "
Jack hurriedly said, "We were originally a seventeen-man team from two academies, but we were attacked by those Black Devils. The one leading them is their Destined Warrior, Mumukeya. He's still chasing after us. The instructor stayed behind to stop him, but we don't know what's going on."
Although Mumukeya was only a level 20 Destined Warrior, he was, after all, a second transition Knight. The threat he posed was not something that ordinary Knights could compare to.
Hearing Jack's words, the other Knights were all shocked. The difference between a second transition and a first transition was like the difference between a first transition and a zero transition. It was almost incomprehensible.
Fang Xingjian's pupils contracted a little as well. However, thinking of how he was still injured, he closed his eyes once again and tried his best to recuperate.
Reiya gave it some thought and said, "Mumukeya is a Warrior who specializes in speed. We have to hurry. This is how we should proceed from now on … "
Just as the few of them were discussing the path they should take, how they could avoid Mumukeya's pursuit, and how they could get close to the Empire's main forces, Jack walked up to Fang Xingjian. He looked at Xingjian's body and asked, "Xingjian, you're injured?"
Fang Xingjian nodded with his eyes closed.
Jack fell silent for a moment, revealing an unprecedented struggle in his eyes. He took in a deep breath and slowly took out a bag of medicinal ointment from his bag. He smiled and said, "Xingjian, this is the healing ointment provided by the Netherworld Valley. It's as famous as their poison. Use it. It can speed up the recovery of your injuries."
Fang Xingjian opened his eyes, took a look at the ointment, and said, "Alright."
Jack then helped Fang Xingjian apply the healing ointment. The moment the ointment was applied, Fang Xingjian felt a cooling sensation permeating through his body. It was as if the wounds all over his body were being massaged by countless little hands, and he could feel that his injuries were recovering at a faster rate.
Jack clenched his fists slightly. Looking at Fang Xingjian, who had closed his eyes and was recuperating, a strong sense of guilt flashed in his eyes.
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