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The wyvern was flying at full speed, and the mountains and rivers seemed to pass slowly from below like a set. But Asa knew that this seemingly slowness was actually just an illusion caused by too far away, and even the fastest thousand-mile horse couldn't keep up with half the speed of this giant reptile. And it's a perfectly straight line, just one more day to get to Oufu.

The wyvern passed through a light cloud, smashing the silky cloud to pieces. The water vapor contained in the cloud scraped against his face at a high speed, and even caused a little pain. If it wasn't for the strange eye patch on his face, Asa probably couldn't even open his eyes.

The eye mask is a piece of leather inlaid with two pieces of glass. After wearing it on the head, you can see things through the glass pieces without being hurt by the wind. This thing is obviously custom-made by Oufu's artisans specially for the guests who ride this strange flying beast. Ordinary lizardman drivers don't need this kind of thing. Lizardman's eyes are born with a transparent layer. Cuticle, no need for such weird props.

But this is only the patent of lizardmen. Asa can be sure that there is absolutely no such organ in Gru, but he seems more at ease than the lizard man. The high-altitude cold wind is like a knife. If it is a slightly delicate ordinary person, even a layer of skin will be peeled off, but Gru is as calm as if he is working at a desk. Holding a charcoal pencil and a piece of leather on his lap, he paints on the leather while observing the terrain below. Those slender hands held the charcoal pencil and quickly stroked it, and the mountainous area below was clearly outlined.

Asa still remembers that when he first went to the west, it took a whole day to cross this complex mountain area. Sitting on the Wyvern now, it took just over ten minutes to fly by. Asa suddenly thought that if he took this thing to travel around the mainland, it would probably take less than a month. But that would be meaningless, roads are meant for walking, not flying.

"I didn't expect there to be flies in this kind of place." Gelu suddenly smiled coldly. His eyebrows and eyes didn't move, but the lines around his mouth changed, revealing a rock-like expression.

"Flies?" Asa was taken aback and looked around. Under the influence of the breath of the Wyvern, not even a bird was seen around.

"Probably came to look for you." Gru put the drawn map in his arms, and looked down diagonally coldly.

Asa followed his line of sight and finally saw five small black spots approaching here. Just looking at the shape and size, I knew it was definitely not a fly, and the spread wings seemed a bit like a bat. But absolutely no bat could fly that high. Asa woke up suddenly and almost jumped up from the Wyvern's back: "It's a necromancer."

Five small black dots are approaching here rapidly, and the shape has become more and more clear. A face like a mouse, a body like a monkey but a hundred times bigger, and a pair of huge wings behind it. It was the kind of gargoyle I had seen outside the Whispering Forest. And you can see three figures sitting on three of them.

"What should I do?" Asa's forehead was a little sweaty. "Rush down to the ground?"

It is absolutely impossible for these three necromancers to just ride gargoyles in the sky and pass by here. In front of their high-level magicians, especially necromancers, the biped wyvern, the most powerful tyrant in the air on the mainland, is no different from a chicken. And if it was deliberately aimed at him, then it would never be afraid of him escaping. No matter how powerful the wyvern is, it is a living thing after all, and its endurance is by no means comparable to that of a monster driven by magic power like a gargoyle.

"What are you going to do? Fly over there." Gru replied coldly.

"Where are you flying to?" Asa reined in the rein and answered loudly. Because of the excessive force, the wyvern let out a muffled groan, and its wings beat even harder.

Gru frowned. He went up and took the reins from Asa. But instead of continuing to urge the wyvern to fly forward, he twisted the reins, and the wyvern flew back towards the gargoyles.

"What are you doing?" Asa was taken aback, dumbfounded.

"Go and see what they want to do." Gru replied lightly.

"I think it's better for us to go to the ground and find a place to hide." Although Asa also has great confidence in Gru's combat effectiveness, this is after all thousands of meters above the ground, and it is not a land where you can gallop at will. .

"We are not mice, what are we hiding?" Gru said lightly.

Asa sighed and looked at the five gargoyles that were getting closer. In this case, it seems that there is only play by ear.

Five gargoyles approach quickly. The silver skull masks of the three necromancers above glowed eerily in the high-altitude sunlight. They didn't get too close to the Wyvern, they just stopped at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, forming a fan shape. The three necromancers scattered in three directions, looking at the two people on the wyvern.

"What's the matter? Why don't you run away?" asked a necromancer on the left. Although the voice is ugly because the props in his mouth have changed, the taste of surprise can still be heard.

"Because we don't want to escape." Gru asked indifferently.

"Then you are here to surrender to us?" A necromancer on the right nodded and turned his mouth. "It seems that your judgment is really good."

"What are you doing here?" Asa asked.

"Naturally he came to kill. Kill you, since you are with him. Then kill him by the way. So you better run away." The necromancer in the middle spoke. This should be an old man. Although he was wearing a mask, his curly white hair and dark skin with wrinkles around his mouth were still exposed. His voice seemed a little grumpy. "It doesn't matter whether you surrender yourself because you are aware of current affairs, or you want to negotiate with us on any terms. We don't accept it. You have only a dead end."

Gru smiled. This otherwise pretty smile mixed with the gleam in the eyes. Asa thought he saw a grinning leopard.

"I'm really sorry. Teacher Nimbasi is not in a good mood. Because he lost the bet." A necromancer chuckled and pointed at Asa. "He originally thought that you should have been far away from the royal capital. But our acting guild leader bet that you will definitely go to the Duke's mansion. He said that you will definitely go to see the beautiful princess before you leave. We just need to wait and see. Yes. Sure enough, he was expected."

"I didn't expect your guild leader to know me so well." Asa smiled unnaturally.

"Is it Nimbas, the sage of Tatalia?" Gru looked at the necromancer in the middle. "I didn't expect you to be a member of the Necromancer Guild."

"Since they called us by name directly in front of us, it seems that they really don't intend to keep us alive." Asa sighed. The status of the sage Nimbas in Tatalia is like the status of Bishop Ronis in the Ainfast Empire. Even the king has to consult this venerable sage in many places. I don't know how the people of Tatalia will react when they know that the person they admire is actually a necromancer. "But since you have already made up your mind to kill us, why do you still wear that mask, don't let us see it, let us be a ghost?"

"Sorry, this is a guild rule."

"Don't be afraid. Although we will kill you, you still have a choice in how you die." The necromancer who liked to laugh chuckled again. Said to Asa gently and affectionately in the tone of coaxing children. "As long as you tell us the whereabouts of the leaf of the world tree, so that we don't have to work hard to find it. Then we can make your death easier."

"Then if I don't tell you the whereabouts of the leaves of the world tree, can't I at least save my life?" Asa replied.

"If you don't tell us, we will naturally look for it. As long as this thing is still on the mainland, it is impossible to escape our grasp." The necromancer sighed, persuading in a serious and kind tone Asa. "I advise you to tell us. Each of our members is a busy person, with countless important affairs to deal with, and a lot of noble and elegant entertainment and artistic life in his spare time. You tell us and help us save money. We will naturally repay you for the incomparably precious time. There is no pain, and you may not even feel the concept of 'death', and you will return to the eternal and peaceful kingdom of death."

Nimbas shook his head and said, "No need, you should run away. We specially came here with three people in anticipation that you would definitely resist or run away desperately. I haven't experienced the excitement of chasing people for many years. " He paused, and said in a half-giving, half-encouraging tone: "Maybe you are lucky, maybe you can escape. If you lose your fighting spirit like this, it will be very boring."

The tone and posture of the three necromancers seemed very relaxed. But they are not letting up. They knew very well that what was in front of them was not a lamb to be slaughtered. But it is precisely because of this that they have enough interest.

Asa was talking, while observing the breathing, eyes, and mental state of the three necromancers. As long as there is even the slightest flaw, and he can take advantage of it, he will immediately attack with all his strength.

But alas. He never found such an opportunity. Three necromancers, three directions. No matter how triumphant they were, the three gargoyles they were riding kept a distance of tens of meters from the wyvern. At an altitude of several thousand meters, this distance is enough to prevent any sudden close-up attacks. And they formed an equilateral triangle in mid-air, and the distance between the three was completely equal. No matter which one was attacked, the other two could respond and rescue immediately.

The three necromancers exuded faint magical fluctuations, constantly flowing and wandering in the triangle. Although they are proud, they are not forgetful. Each of them is an extremely intelligent and outstanding person, and they will never make the kind of low-level mistakes of being negligent because they have an advantage.

But Asa is not desperate, and even has a little hope, because the person behind him should not let him down. Even if he can't find a chance to make a move, he will definitely have one.

"What's the matter. Run away." Nimbasi seemed a little impatient. There was a dark green wave jumping in his hand, which was the death ripple, one of the advanced necromancer magic.

This magic has no destructive power to objects, but the waves that contain death and chaos are fatal to creatures. And this is a range magic, almost meaningless to dodge. Even Wyverns would lose half their lives if they were hit by this spell.

"I said it. We never thought of running away from the very beginning. And I really want to ask you a question," Gru glanced at the faces of the three necromancers and said word by word. : "Why don't you escape yourself?"

"Haha..." "Haha..." The three necromancers all laughed. Nimbas smiled especially happily, the green light in his hand suddenly burst into flames.

But in the next moment, like the blinking brilliance of a meteor, the brilliance suddenly disappeared.

Nimbas' hand disappeared along with it. Originally, the manipulation, preparation, and resonance of this magic had been properly prepared, like a puff of smoke held in the hand, as long as one hand was opened, a simple action would immediately erupt by itself. But he didn't even have time to do this simplest action, and his hand and the magic power condensed on it scattered like a pile of confetti in the wind.

The huge body of the Wyvern sank downwards, and the place where Gru was standing just now was completely sunken. At the same time, two muffled sounds of broken ribs came from inside the Wyvern.

Nimbasi's screams are not inferior to Wyvern. Their screams sounded at the same time, and they were also extremely shrill and mixed together.

Gru, who was still standing still on the wyvern for a moment, was now standing on the gargoyle, in front of Nimbasi. Where he landed was the head of a gargoyle, and stone chips were already flying there. While standing on the gargoyle, Gru also stretched out his hand.

The same is the hand, his hand also has a layer of light like Nimbasi, but it is white. It seemed that he just casually stretched out his hand with this white light, and Nimbas's hand full of magic green light flew into pieces of flesh.

But at the same time, Gru's body also paused, and a white radiance containing countless small colorful light spots shone on him. Countless small light spots melted into his body as soon as they touched, and he immediately paused.

The meal lasted only a blink of an eye. But just by this moment of stagnation, Nimbas has already screamed and jumped back from the gargoyle. The other hand that could have smashed his head into pieces just passed over his chest, bringing up a cloud of blood.

The blow he was aiming for was missed, and he was actually enchanted. Gru turned his head and glared at the necromancer on another gargoyle. His whole body was lit up with white light.

The necromancer was shocked. He saw the violent murderous intent and fighting spirit in those pitch-black eyes. For the first time in his life, he felt fear, fear.

Although he has been laughing since the beginning, and has always thought that he has the chance to win, he can also see that this person must be very powerful, and he also understands that he will definitely make a move. He also knows that since the other party is so confident, he must have the capital of self-confidence. So he laughed triumphantly, and at the same time condensed a magic that was ready to be released at any time. He was deliberately waiting for this person to make a move, and he guessed that he must have jumped on top of the gargoyle. He waited to see the man stiffen in mid-air, and then fall from the height of a thousand meters and be smashed to pieces.

He had indeed expected that person's attack method, but what he didn't expect was his own reaction. There is such a big gap between my gaze, the speed of reaction and the opponent's movements. It wasn't until Nimbus's hand was broken and the opponent's figure stopped because of the attack that he realized what was going on, and had the opportunity to cast the magic that he had prepared long ago. And because this magic has almost no range time, Nimbus barely saved his life.

This is not taking advantage of the vacancy to attack his unpreparedness, this is real strength. The necromancer knew that if this person was coming for him, then his full vigilance would be meaningless. Really, perhaps even the concept of 'death' had not yet come into being, and his head was broken like Nimbus's hand.

In other words, in front of this person, he is actually no different from a bug. This unprecedented fear instantly swept through all his nerves.

The top-level white magic paralysis, which is enough to make an elephant freeze for half an hour, only got a blink of an eye. If it was a battle between two evenly matched powerhouses, this might be a fatal opportunity. But the three of them are nothing but magicians. Even for the top magician, the reaction and judgment of the body are not much different from ordinary people, this moment is really too short.

The necromancer didn't use any more attack magic, and his confidence disappeared in an instant. The fear and sense of urgency made him subconsciously use all his strength to cast an advanced white magic of protection, 'Heaven's Blessing'. Under almost the top level of white magic, he instantly possessed more than a dozen auxiliary spells such as 'strength spell', 'blessing spell', 'luck spell', 'invigorating spell', 'stone skin spell' and so on.

Gru bent over and took off, and the huge body of the gargoyle under his feet was instantly torn apart. In the eyes of the necromancer blessed with the 'Eagle Eye Technique', his figure turned into a straight afterimage with white light, and shot at the gargoyle where the necromancer was located like a crossbow bolt.

'Heaven's Blessing' indeed protected the necromancer's life. The 'Hawkeye Spell' allowed him to see Gru's posture of bending over and rushing towards him, and the 'Swift Spell' and 'Strength Spell' gave him enough reaction and strength to dodge. It was too late to control the gargoyle, and he jumped down in a hurry just like Nimbus.

There was the sound of gargoyles shattering behind them. The necromancer laboriously made gestures in mid-air, chanted a mantra, used the flying technique, and flew away desperately. When he turned around, he saw the man standing on top of a gargoyle and punching him. After the loud bang, the magical creature dozens of times his size burst apart, shattered into a pile of rotten stones and fell to the ground.

The only remaining gargoyle escaped under the control of the necromancer, and rushed down to catch Nimbas who fell to the ground.

Gru jumped back to the wyvern from the fallen body of the gargoyle, and nodded to Asa: "Good job."

When Gru made a move, Asa was the first to react. He immediately began to gather magic power, and when the Wyvern screamed, he immediately used an advanced healing technique. Otherwise, the Wyvern with a broken rib at the root of its wing would immediately fall to the ground.

When Nimbasi's hand was broken and the necromancer's paralysis shot, another necromancer was about to make a move, but Asa's three fireballs had already reached him. The necromancer had to smash the fireball into pieces with three thunderbolt bolts. It's just this delay, the moment of paralysis, the opportunity has been lost. Seeing Gruna's arrow-like figure that couldn't be caught by the eyes, the necromancer didn't dare to make a move anymore, and hurriedly swooped down with the gargoyle to catch the falling Nimbas.

The necromancer flying in the air also landed on the gargoyle at the same time, and the three terrified necromancers were now all gathered on the only gargoyle. In this short breath, their emotions fell from heaven to reality and fell painfully. Like a well-educated scholar who is proud of the world but suddenly faces a ferocious beast, he finds that the things he is proud of are as pale and powerless as a joke. No matter what kind of magic power, wisdom, skill, under the most primitive, brutal and direct speed and power, they are all like waste. For the first time, they felt as powerless as ordinary people.

The lips under the necromancer's mask were trembling slightly. Whether it was due to anger, pain or fear, it wasn't just the four gargoyles that were destroyed, but their confidence as well.

Fear, horror, shame, coupled with immense pain, became hysterical anger. Nimbas held his severed hand, stared at the Wyvern and screamed like crazy: "Kill him, kill him. I'm going to kill him."

Although he looked like he was going crazy, it wasn't crazy. After all, the three of them are the top magicians in the mainland. As long as they keep a distance and are prepared enough, the advantage is still here. After all, as long as you can use a big spell, flesh and blood is absolutely irresistible.

But before they could make any preparations, the wyvern hissed and suddenly began to dive straight down towards the gargoyle.

The opponents on the wyvern also know very well that they must not be allowed to distance themselves and prepare for big magic. There is only one gargoyle left, and there is no longer much room for necromancers to move around.

Exactly the same as before, a figure with white light shot out from the wyvern, rushing towards the gargoyle at a speed that could hardly be caught by the eyes.

Still only necromancers blessed with 'Heaven's Blessing' can see this faint figure. Although he still can't accurately catch such a high-speed opponent, the distance now is much farther than before. He is already preparing to increase his magic power with all his strength. The key is that he can clearly see the direction of the opponent's charge. But at such a fast speed, it is impossible for any mage to use a large range of high-level magic. With one hand, he poured all the magic power that had been raised to the limit into a low-level spell and cast it instantly.

A strange cracking sound resounded from mid-air, filling the air. Then the figure stopped suddenly, and its speed weakened.

The necromancer lost his strength, knelt down, and froze. His face outside the mask was already pale, and he coughed up a small mouthful of blood. He only felt as if the backlashed magical power seemed to wring his internal organs to pieces.

Magic is low-level, but he used all his magic power to improve the effect. The 'force field shield' used to block arrows and enemy actions is originally a dangerous low-level magic. If the force field is broken, the magician's own magic will be disordered and even injured. Although the 'force field shield' he used with all his strength was enough to block a boulder thrown by a trebuchet, it was as fragile as a piece of thin paper under the impact of this figure. If it weren't for the gentleness and purity of the white magic in his body, the magic rebound after the force field was broken could have killed him.

But the magic he used desperately did get an effect. Although Gru is still diving here, after breaking through the force field, he has changed from the original white light and shadow to a person who can be seen clearly by everyone.

Besides, he was already in mid-air, completely helpless. The other two necromancers fell on him with corpse-like eyes.

Nimbas screamed, and dead green ripples poured out and gathered on his only remaining hand. The dead green was so intense that it seemed that he was holding a pool of stagnant water that had rotted for thousands of years. The pool of stagnant water surged and transformed into an arrow so strong that it seemed to have a shape.

Nimbus raised his hand and aimed at the figure in midair. Even for the most powerful fighter, floating in the air like this is nothing but a living target. The Necromancer Arrow in his hand was the essence of his decades of magical cultivation. Absolutely no one, no creature could withstand this blow.

A violent explosion suddenly hit Gru in mid-air. The violent airflow and flames grew into a large group of death flowers in an instant in the space, and even the gargoyle began to shake under the impact of the airflow. The fire mass produced by the huge explosion instantly submerged Gru's figure in it.

The three necromancers were startled, because none of them had ever made a move.

But in the next moment, that figure rushed out of the flames again, resumed its original high speed and continued to rush towards the three necromancers on the gargoyle. The violent magical energy failed to tear him apart, but the impact of the explosion made him suddenly accelerate.

The white dou qi light on his body has reached its limit. He raised his hand, curled his slender fingers together, and made a fist. Even in the sound of the explosion, the three necromancers had the feeling of hearing the roar,

On the Wyvern, Asa withdrew his palm and took a hard breath. This fireball, which is faster than an arrow, contains such a great power. If it hadn't been for learning from the old man Sandro these two days, it would really be useless. Although he and Gru didn't have an agreement in advance, he also knew that this fireball was definitely the right choice.

Nimbasi showed a look of horror on his face. Because of this sudden acceleration, he knew that the magic in his hand could never be faster than this punch. But he felt the neckline tighten, and his body suddenly began to fall back in the air.

Gru's foot finally stepped on the gargoyle's head, and the extremely hard black rock instantly began to crack, splashing everywhere. But the gargoyle was empty and there was no one else.

Three necromancers have already flown into the air. Or should I say just a necromancer, carrying the other two.

Just as the first necromancer collapsed due to exhaustion and Nimbus was about to attack, the necromancer standing at the end was not free either, and he also gathered his magic power. As soon as the explosion happened and Gru accelerated in mid-air, especially when he saw the raised fist, a kind of subconscious fear involuntarily transformed the magic power that he was planning to attack into the power to escape instantly. .

In terms of body, he is indeed an old man similar to ordinary people. He doesn't have sharp body movements, let alone explosive power. If it's just a physical dodge, he is enough to die a thousand times. But when he used the magic that he had refined all his life, his speed was almost no lower than that of the opponent who was rushing from the opposite side. He grabbed the vests of the two companions with both hands, and immediately rose into the air at the speed of a frightened vulture, while roaring: "So it was you that day."

"So you were the one who killed Asri that day." The necromancer who dragged his two companions in mid-air shouted, half anger and half fear in his eyes under the skull mask.

Gru didn't answer. He bent down, jumped up, the head of the gargoyle under his feet shattered, and he flew straight to the three necromancers in the sky like a crossbow arrow.

But this time he failed. Fear had crushed the necromancer's nerves in mid-air to the extreme. Almost as soon as he bent down, the necromancer began to dodge, dragging his two companions to the side like fish in water With a slip, Gru passed a few meters away from them.

Nimbasi looked at the passing figure, the panic in his eyes was completely gone, replaced by ferocity. The magic in his hand has already taken shape, he raised his hand, holding the arrow of the dead spirit purely condensed by magic fluctuations, waved at the passing Gru, and shouted: "Go...."

The following should be the word 'death'. He should have shouted 'Go to hell'. But Nimbasi didn't yell out, because his mouth was gone in an instant.

Not only his mouth, but his whole head was broken in one fell swoop. Instead of splashing everywhere like a broken egg and tomato, his head suddenly became a small firework that exploded soundlessly. The bodies of the two necromancers next to him were evenly covered with his flesh and blood, bone fragments and other bits and pieces. The silver skull mask was the only thing on his head that wasn't shattered, but it was also completely distorted and deformed into a mess.

Without his head, the Necromancer's Arrow in his hand, which was only a short shot away, dissipated with a bang.

The momentum remained undiminished, and Gru, who was still charging upwards, retracted his fist and took a breath. For the first time, he showed a little fatigue, because the distance between him and the necromancer was twenty meters when he punched.

The necromancer in flight was slightly taken aback, and immediately let out a cry of extreme fear.

He was afraid not because he saw his companion's death, but because he knew that if it wasn't for the attack that Nimbus was about to attack, then his head would be broken.

There was no prior warning, let alone any magical fluctuations. He only seemed to see that person turning around in mid-air after passing by quickly, releasing white fists and hitting the void, and then Nimbasi's head exploded. It wasn't until this time that he felt the abnormality in the air based on his subtle experience of air flow. That's not magic, it's pure power and speed. The punch he swung at the void was so fast and powerful that he punched the air out. The air mass released by this punch may only have a few tenths of the power of this punch ~IndoMTL.com~ But it is more than enough for a human head.

Without any pause, the necromancer left Nimbus's headless body and dragged another companion to fly away. It was twice as fast as when I was riding a gargoyle, and it became a small black spot in the blink of an eye.

Gru's speed slowly decreases with the height of his ascent, and then he begins to fall. Asa caught him with his Wyvern.

Standing on the wyvern again, Gru looked a little embarrassed. But this embarrassment was caused by Asa, the fireball that exploded on his back almost shattered his clothes, revealing a sculpture-like body full of strength and beauty, and most of his hair seemed to be scorched. The face is also a little dark. But his expression was gratified and affirmed, and he smiled at Asa: "Good job."

Asa also smiled: "You play better."

"I must be more careful in the future." Gru sighed, as if he was not very satisfied with the situation of the battle just now. "Unexpectedly, these three flies are more troublesome to deal with than I expected."

"A little?" Asa asked.

"A little bit." Gru nodded.