Whether it was Connor or Dezerby, they were clear on one thing. If they were dealing with a single Black-Blooded Foxbear, then there would be no problem at all. However, if they were to encounter an extremely rare family of Black-Blooded Foxbears, then the only thing Connor and Dezerby, as well as the Adjudicators of the Church of the Storm, could do was run for their lives! The earlier they ran, the faster they ran, and the fewer people would die!
A single Black-Blooded Foxbear and a family of Black-Blooded Foxbears were two completely different concepts in the Magus World!
Due to the high intelligence of Black-Blooded Foxbears, while possessing the innate strength of bear-type magical beasts, they could also work together like human Magi. If it weren't for the fact that Black-Blooded Foxbears preferred to live alone and rarely lived together in pairs, then in the world of magical beasts, Black-Blooded Foxbears could easily become the overlords of a region!
Even so, a family of Black-Blooded Foxbears that consisted of two adult Black-Blooded Foxbears and several juvenile Black-Blooded Foxbears was one of the most untouchable existences in the Navas Forest!
Just as Dezerby and the Adjudicators were immersed in the deaths of their companions and were unable to extricate themselves, Connor, who was a spirit type Magus, had already vaguely sensed through his powerful spiritual force that two incomparably powerful auras were stealthily approaching them from the left and right.
Due to the distance, Connor was unable to use his spiritual force to determine what the main bodies of these incomparably powerful auras were. However, based on the current situation, Connor was certain that these were two adult Black-Blooded Foxbears that had the strength of an official Magus.
Realising this, Connor's expression immediately changed, and he muttered in his heart, "Not good!" Looking at the Church of the Storm Magi that were led by Dezerby, who had yet to discover anything, Connor did not dare to hesitate. He decisively took out a few smoke grenades from his space ring and threw them on the ground. Immediately, greyish-white smoke rose rapidly in all directions of the forest. After doing all this, Connor was still not at ease, and took out a dark green glass ball and threw it on the ground.
* Bang! *
The glass ball that fell to the ground immediately emitted an extremely clear sound as it shattered. Following the shattering of the glass ball, the dark green gas that was originally sealed and stored within the glass ball quietly slipped out of the glass bottle and was exposed to the air. Immediately, the grayish-white fog that originally permeated the surroundings had an additional trace of green color. The air also became pungent.
Seeing Connor's hasty actions, Dezerby suspiciously asked Connor, "Connor Ferguson, what are you doing?"
"Two adult Black-Blooded Foxbears have already made their way over. They mainly rely on their scent to detect their enemies. My current methods can temporarily delay them for a while." Connor anxiously explained to Dezerby, and then looked at everyone and continued loudly.
"If everyone walks together, we'll be too big of a target, and it'll be easy for the Black-Blooded Foxbears to catch up. Now that I have the fog as a cover, we should immediately disperse and retreat. After retreating, we'll gather at the waterfall ten kilometers to the southeast!" Just as he finished speaking, Connor did not wait for the Church of the Storm Magi to agree to his suggestion. With a flash of his black robe, he took the lead and fled towards the southeast.
It had to be said that as the law enforcement team of the Church of the Storm, the group of Church of the Storm Arbiters beside Dezerby were very disciplined. Even though everyone was very tempted by Connor's suggestion, no one acted on their own. They all looked towards Dezerby, who had the highest cultivation and status among them, the authority to make the decision.
Under the gaze of his subordinates, Dezerby saw that Connor had already fled first. Although he was a little angry at Connor for acting on his own, he could only think quickly. Although he was not like Connor, who was a spirit type Magus and had a powerful spiritual force, as a Magus of the Church of the Storm, his spiritual force was not weak either. After Connor's reminder, he naturally discovered the danger behind them, and thus did not suspect Connor's motive.
However, Dezerby judged from his experience that Connor's method of breaking out of the encirclement could indeed help everyone better shake off the fierce and powerful Black-Blooded Foxbears behind them.
The Black-Blooded Foxbears were magical beasts with strong bodies and extremely high intelligence. It could be said that in terms of talent and strength, they surpassed more than ninety percent of the magical beasts in the World of Warcraft. If one had to pick a bone from an egg, the only weakness of the Black-Blooded Foxbears would be their speed.
The speed of the Black-Blooded Foxbears could only be considered average among the rank 4 magical beasts that were comparable to human Magi. Thus, Connor, Dezerby, and the rest of the group breaking out of the encirclement was the best way to make use of this weakness of the Black-Blooded Foxbears to escape with their lives.
Although it seemed to be the best method at the moment, for some reason, Dezerby felt that there was something wrong with Connor's method. However, when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure out what the problem was.
Dezerby himself couldn't come up with a better plan at the moment. Given the current crisis, the Black-Blooded Foxbears could catch up with them at any time. Dezerby didn't have much time to think, so for the sake of everyone's safety, Dezerby nodded decisively under everyone's gaze and said, "Let's follow Connor Ferguson's method. Everyone, gather at the waterfall ten kilometers to the southeast!"
Following Dezerby's order, the arbitrators bowed to Dezerby one after another, then disappeared into the gray fog one by one.
At the same time, Connor, who was running for his life in the gray fog, sensed that everyone was breaking out of the encirclement through his mental strength. His eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
Connor had used a gray-white fog and released a pungent gas. Indeed, he was able to temporarily throw off the black-blooded fox bear that relied on its sense of smell to track the enemy. But unfortunately, Connor's methods couldn't last for too long. At most, he could last for five minutes!
After five minutes, whether it was Connor, Dezerby, or the Arbitrators of the Church of the Storm who were only Apprentices, they would all be exposed to the pursuit of the Black-Blooded Foxbears!
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