Chapter 390
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"Be careful to your north, there is a group of high-level White Magic Falcons flying in your direction. You must conceal your presence as soon as possible. Don't let them pick up your human scent. Alright, I can't talk to you anymore. Otherwise, they will easily notice you. Send me a signal when you're safe."
Ling Ling's voice came into his ears. Wang Xiaojun glanced to the north.
A huge group of White Magic Falcons was circling in the mountains to the north, patrolling their territory. Wang Xiaojun's heart skipped a beat when he heard their sharp cries.
Wang Xiaojun held his breath and slowly crushed a small orb in his right hand. It was the Concealment Pill that was commonly used by the military. It was able to conceal a person's scent, making it impossible for the creatures to detect them from a certain distance.
Wang Xiaojun and the gray eagle were hiding in the bushes. They cautiously watched the group of White Magic Falcons flying above them. They had been flying for quite some time. As Wang Xiaojun was about to move forward, he suddenly recalled an old man in the army mentioning that the White Magic Falcons patrolled in circles. In other words, they would patrol the same place twice. It was also the reason why it was difficult for creatures of other species to set foot in the territory of the White Magic Falcons, as they were extremely strict in guarding their territory.
Wang Xiaojun held his breath and waited patiently for a while. As he thought, the sound of a few other White Magic Falcons flapping their wings could be heard coming from the canopy. If he had dashed out recklessly, he would have been discovered by them.
After dodging the attack, Wang Xiaojun rode the gray eagle and continued forward.
Wang Xiaojun flew past one mountain after another. He was trying to locate the Red Falcon Herb that had healed his injuries.
"It should be right ahead. Let's hope there aren't any White Magic Falcons with a high lineage," murmured Wang Xiaojun.
The White Magic Falcons with a high lineage were able to identify the gray eagle's lineage. The gray eagle might be able to blend into the army of White Magic Falcons, but it was difficult for him to escape the eyes and smell of Warrior-level and Commander-level creatures.
The familiar woods soon appeared in front of him. Wang Xiaojun saw a cluster of red flowers blooming like flames on a steep slope. A few White Magic Falcons were fooling around nearby.
Wang Xiaojun ordered the gray eagle to fly carefully to the top of the hill. He tried his best to hide his body and head among the gray eagle's feathers. The White Magic Falcons that were fooling around saw the gray eagle approaching, but they ignored it when they realized it was one of their kind. Wang Xiaojun ordered the gray eagle to stay away from the White Magic Falcons and jumped down from the gray eagle's back. He used the gray eagle's body as a cover as possible as he started harvesting the White Magic Falcons.. Wang Xiaojun's trail.................. Wang Xiaojun ordered...... and the White White Magic noticed.......... of the time Of the White Magic Falcons, the White Magic... Wang Xiaojun's... is......
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... He was not wearing any gloves. His hands were covered in wounds while he was harvesting the White Magic Falcons. He clenched his teeth in pain, but he could not stop. The lives of so many people were in his hands.
The blood flow was strong. The smell of blood slowly spread to the White Magic Falcons that were fooling around. They immediately turned around and approached him.
"Crap, they found me … no, they must have smelled the blood on my hands," Wang Xiaojun murmured to himself. Wang Xiaojun mumbled to himself. He hid behind a rock nearby and whispered to Gray Eagle, "Go lure them away for me, then come back to me."
The gray eagle beat his wings furiously and rammed into one of the White Magic Falcons, purposely trying to stir up trouble.
The White Magic Falcons retaliated angrily, using their sharp beaks to peck the gray eagle's back. Soon, the gray eagle and the White Magic Falcons started fighting one another.
The gray eagle took hold of the opportunity and soared into the sky. The furious White Magic Falcons immediately chased after him.
"Well done," Wang Xiaojun murmured in his heart.
Now that the White Magic Falcons were lured away, Wang Xiaojun was free to harvest the White Magic Falcons. He tore off his sleeves and wrapped them around his bloody hands. No matter how painful it was, he had to clench his teeth and uproot the Red Magic Falcons that were deeply buried in the ground.
Every time he grabbed the roots and pulled them out, it was like he was tearing apart a thorn with brute force. Not long after, even the torn sleeves wrapped around Wang Xiaojun's hands were torn apart.
Wang Xiaojun almost burst into tears from the pain, yet he still clenched his teeth and continued to harvest the Red Magic Falcons. He had no idea how many Red Magic Falcons he had harvested. Gradually, the space inside his storage bracelet was filled up.
"Screech ~" A familiar cry came from the sky.
Wang Xiaojun was overjoyed. The gray eagle had come at the right time. They could finally return to their base.
He jumped onto the gray eagle's back. The gray eagle beat its wings and carried Wang Xiaojun in the direction of West Fortress. Not long after, they heard the screeching cries of the White Magic Falcons coming from behind them.
"Quick, go faster, we can't let them catch up to us," Wang Xiaojun said to the gray eagle.
The gray eagle beat its wings rapidly. It knew that if the White Magic Falcons caught up to them, its young master's life would be in danger. Luckily, the White Magic Falcons were only chasing after them because they had bumped into them. If they knew a human had intruded into their base, they would immediately ask their comrades to surround the place.
On the gray eagle's back, Wang Xiaojun clenched his teeth in pain. His palms were covered in layers of wounds. His flesh was badly mangled, and he could no longer move his fingers. The tendons on his hands were almost severed. However, at least they had managed to harvest a lot of Red Magic Falcons. It was time for them to report back, as long as they were careful on their way back.
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West Lake
Mofan raised his head and glanced at the sky to the west. The battle between the Battlemages and the White Magic Falcons was getting fiercer. The battle was gradually approaching Hangzhou City. They did not have much time left.
Luckily, he had learned from Ling Ling that Wang Xiaojun was on his way back with a full load of Red Magic Falcons. He let out a relieved sigh.
If Wang Xiaojun was able to bring back the Red Magic Falcons, the crisis would be resolved.
The Black Totem Snake had almost finished the two trucks of oil … ugh, blood serums. However, the Black Totem Snake had fallen asleep all of a sudden. The wounds on his body had started to fester, as if they had worsened. Mofan had no idea if the snake would be able to recover.
Tangyue was summoned away by Tang Zhong. He had no choice but to take care of the snake that had once scared the crap out of him.
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