The image was too fast, and Duque's brain could not keep up at all.
It was like buying a clumsy VR virtual reality game helmet, and Duque felt dizzy watching it. Duque had to hold onto the tree trunk next to him in reality to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
The hill gradually became tall and steep, and finally became the first row of mountains. At this time, the speed of the image did not slow down. In the end, it suddenly stopped at a special mountain peak. Although Duque felt a little hesitant, his gaze was immediately forcibly pulled over.
At the foot of the mountain, Duque's perspective suddenly rose to the sky, so fast that he almost lost his balance. The image climbed up the mountain, and during this period, it deliberately let the mage observe places with footholds and handrails. It continued to rise, and finally reached the entrance of a narrow cave.
Suddenly, the three-dimensional image disappeared. It was like Duque was playing a game when it suddenly popped up, leaving Duque in a daze in the spiritual world.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Coming out of the isolated state of the spiritual world, Duque found himself shivering in the middle of the forest at dawn.
Almost immediately, Duque felt the gaze again. Even though that person had done it very secretively, the System still faithfully recorded it down.
"The Deathwing, Nesario, glanced at you."
Duque walked along the route indicated by Deathwing, and when he was about to walk out of the forest, the system prompted again. Deathwing glanced at him.
Duque was on fire!
Damn it! No one ever told me that Deathwing was a peeping tom.
Duque was annoyed.
Originally, Duque almost wanted to curse out loud. However, he remembered that Rhonin was even more miserable in history. He was escorted by Deathwing the whole time, completely losing his freedom like a slave. Thinking of this, Duque felt much better.
Perhaps it was because Rhonin had no status at that time, and Deathwing took a fancy to Rhonin purely because Rhonin was carrying out this mission. He also ordered Rhonin to do this and that without hesitation.
But Duque was different.
The biggest difference between him and Rhonin was fame and experience.
Now, Duque's reputation had already surpassed Lothar's, and he was second only to the leader of the Alliance, Terenas King. Also, after experiencing the destruction of his country, forming an alliance, and persisting in the war, Deathwing probably thought that he was a man with an extremely firm mind. That was why he did not directly coerce him, but used the method of brainwashing and guidance.
As long as he rescued Alexstrasza and obtained that item, Deathwing's scheme would be considered to have succeeded.
Moreover, Duque's identity was even better than Rhonin's. This identity could make Deathwing's plot in the original space-time smoother and more perfect.
Duque had a headache.
The current situation was that he had indeed obtained the most crucial piece of the puzzle in this incident. However, Deathwing was trying to force him to quickly run to Grim Batol to complete his mission. If he foolishly ran to complete his mission, then Duque might really be able to save the dying Red Dragon Queen. This way, the biggest beneficiary would undoubtedly be Deathwing.
According to Duque's character of plucking feathers from geese that could kill ten thousand Orcs, he would definitely not kill 9,999 Orcs. Would he let himself be taken advantage of and let Deathwing, the psychopath, laugh out loud?
No!
Definitely not!
He would rather work himself than let Nesario, the psychopath, have a good time.
Duque had a plan …
On the other side.
Sasha and Falstedt had almost caught up to Duque.
They were not chasing after the Black Dragon King's ass, nor were they chasing after Falstedt's Gryphons until they vomited blood, nor were they Elven Rangers trying to save the hero.
Instead, they lined up neatly and followed.
Yes!
Follow!
Sasha, Gavin Rad, Rhonin, Marian, and a team of six Gryphon Riders.
"We're very close." Sasha, who was flying at the front, gestured. Immediately, the group of Gryphons began to slow down and descend.
After descending to the ground and landing on solid ground again, both Gavin Rad and the Gryphon he was riding felt a sense of relief.
The Gryphon grumbled in dissatisfaction. Gavin Rad, who was fully armed, was too heavy.
The Gryphon gave Gavin Rad a look of disdain.
The dwarf had no choice but to pat the Gryphon's neck and let it go out to hunt.
It was not easy to feed a Gryphon. Gryphons ate a lot of meat, and using sliced meat for a long time would reduce the Gryphon's ferocity and combat ability. The best way was to let the Gryphon forage on its own in a forest with plenty of prey.
The smart Gryphons would return on their own after eating their fill.
The remaining four members of Duque's rescue team gathered together. Gavin Rad put his hands on his hips and asked, "Alright, let me ask you something. How did you know our boss was here?"
Sasha raised the pouch that Duque had given her and smiled. "That guy said that in order to make this pouch look impressive, he used the most special material."
"What material?"
"A very special spice. You guys might not be able to feel it, but with my Wind Perception, this thing is as eye-catching as a lighthouse in the dark. "
"Wow!" Gavin Rad whistled.
"Alright, let's follow them and see what happened between Duque and the Black Dragon King." Saying this, Sasha narrowed her eyes.
The observant Marian discovered that Sasha's pupils started to expand after shrinking, revealing a completely different color — green.
Sasha was concentrating her mind. This would blur the boundaries of her vision, but the focal point of her vision would become clearer, and many things that ordinary people could not see would appear. For example, there was a fog-like golden substance floating in the air. The continuous floating substance formed a long ribbon that floated past her head and extended into the depths of the forest.
It did not take long for Sasha to find the place where Duque had chatted with Deathwing the night before.
"Duque was indeed here." Sasha observed the ground and mumbled, "This is his boot print. I can't be wrong. The other one should be a human … I'm not too sure."
"Human? I thought I would see a pair of huge claws. "Gavin Rad shrugged. His huge pauldrons made his shrug very obvious.
"Look here. This is a shoe print. " She pointed at a depression in the forest. A clear, heavy footprint had formed a depression in the grass and mud. "This is a common shoe for human nobles. It's very tight and uncomfortable."
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