There are no flying monsters in the stone fields, and birds and nothing can survive in such a place, and no bird can fly as high!

Then the result is very clear, combined with the previous trace tracing, Jericho came up with an answer that he didn't want to believe at all, but had to believe - that guy, that little, less than ten level necromancer, actually has the ability to fly!

Jericho looked at the moving little black dot and almost gritted his teeth, he never dreamed that this guy, who was already a frequent and very difficult guy, would still have this trick!

Is there any mistake?

Flying is a rare ability that can only be mastered by professionals above level 80!

This guy is only less than level ten, and he can actually fly?

He thought for a moment, took a bow from his inventory, took aim at it with an arrow, and then gave up again.

Although he had practiced his bow skills for a while after losing his trap skills, he considered himself to be one of the better archery among the Assassins.

But he wasn't an Amazon after all, and he couldn't shoot arrows that high in the air.

"Bastard! I don't believe you'll ever get out of my hands! Jericho cursed angrily, turned over and dismounted, took out a flame-shaped badge from his inventory and waved it at the Hellwildebeest beside him, and the Hellwildebeest instantly turned into a flash of fire and threw himself into the badge.

Then he pulled out a large pile of items, a roll of rope with hook locks, several specially made claws, and a pair of soles with steel spikes on the soles of his shoes.

This is a fairly complete set of mountaineering tools, he is just used to carrying it with him, just prepared, but he never expected that it will be useful one day.

But this time, he clearly used it.

In fact, he also thought about giving up this task.

But this thought only turned around in his mind for a moment, and he completely dispelled it.

Because up to now, the price he had paid for this task was simply too high.

A full 60 years of life!

This lifespan is almost one-third of the total number of his remaining lifespans!

Moreover, if the mission fails, he will have no use value for the "adult", let alone freedom, and it is unknown whether he can even save his life.

As a level 63 assassin, he actually knew something about the plans of the adults, and he knew deeply what his actions at this time meant.

If he can't complete the task, then at that time, no matter whether the adult's plan succeeds or fails, as the price of appeasing the anger of Akara and the others, he will definitely be the first scapegoat to be thrown.

And if he succeeds, then the adults may save his life for the sake of him being useful.

Originally, he had a contemptuous attitude towards Xue Hua, the so-called "genius".

Camp Rogge produces a lot of "geniuses" every year, and how many can achieve great things in the end?

The answer is none.

They either died halfway through, or they were lost to everyone in the end.

At most, it will reach level 90 and become another cannon fodder in the second world against the army of hell.

If these geniuses really work, then how can hell overwhelm humanity?

Where are those so-called angels who have really helped human beings?

It is precisely because of this pessimistic attitude towards humanity that Jericho threw himself into the camp of hell without hesitation.

He felt that humanity would eventually fail, and instead of crawling at each other's feet and waging his tail and begging for mercy after defeat, it was better to join early in order to get a bright future in the future.

But Xue Hua's performance refreshed his definition of "genius".

And at the same time, it also made him realize that the target he was chasing was probably not the so-called "geniuses" circulating in the Rogue camp, but the "hope" of the next Talasha that was regarded by the Rogue camp higher-ups as the next!

But now that he realizes it, it's too late, even if he gives up the pursuit now, will Xue Hua spare him?

Will Akara spare him?

Will Kasha spare him?

Impossible, even if Akara was merciful, he would never tolerate anyone to fight the idea of "hope".

All he can do now is to kill this "hope" at all costs, and only then will the Hell side do their best to keep him because of their performance, because the demon gods need to prove that anyone who resists them, no matter how talented they are, will definitely die.

And whoever submits to them will live safely.

Only by keeping him can we break the will of humanity to resist!

Therefore, everything he is doing now is no longer for the so-called "freedom".

It's to save your life!

When a person is desperate to save his life, how much power can he burst out?

The answer is – extremely terrible!

Jericho frantically climbed the near-vertical rock wall, throwing the rope in his hand wherever he could get his hook claw, flailing his climbing claw wildly.

The organs in his body that did not belong to him began to rebel again, but he gritted his teeth, trying to squeeze the last bit of strength out of his body.

He poured down bottle after bottle of stamina potion, completely ignoring the sharp pain in his chest, and just desperately climbed upward.

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live, live beautifully!

......

Jericho wanted to live, and Xue Hua certainly didn't want to die.

It took less than ten minutes for the king worm to send him halfway up the mountain, and then found a fairly wide platform, and sent him up safely with tentacles, Xue Hua immediately summoned a cockroach and asked it to burrow along the mountain wall, and then made a worker bee and let it reinforce along the cave.

It didn't need to be too strong, just make sure he didn't collapse when he passed, after all, the tunnel was going to be destroyed after he passed through, and it was impossible to stay here for the assassin to pass through.

That's right, through the observation of the king worm left below, Xue Hua already knew that Jericho had not given up, and was trying his best to climb up.

In this regard, he just wants to say - what hatred and what grudge? What kind of grudge do I have with you?

Did I kill your father or take your fiancée?

Is it so persevering?

But he wasn't too worried.

Jericho's fitness problems after losing his mount have been completely exposed.

What's more, he is still climbing the mountain, which consumes more physical strength than sprinting on flat ground!

So although he worked very hard, so that Xue Hua couldn't help but leave tears of "embarrassment" for him, but the progress was really not flattering, it was estimated that if he wanted to climb up, it would take five or six hours to do it, which was still based on the condition that Xue Hua did not play black hands and beat stuffy sticks.

But is it possible that Xue Hua will not play a black hand and fight a dull stick?

......

And guess what?

Xue Hua stood on the platform, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Boy, the chicken and dog that I chased two days ago jumped, and there was no way into the sky and no door to the ground, it's very cool, right?

Now feng shui takes turns, and it's my brother's turn to collect some interest!

With a lift of his right hand, fifteen dragons poured out of their nests, screaming and rushing down the cliff towards Jericho.

Jericho was gritting his teeth very hard to climb up, but he heard a sharp and terrifying whistling sound overhead, so he hurriedly looked up, and then he was very stunned.

Flying monsters?

Wrong!

Monsters won't attack the Evil Pact!

So what are these......

The necromancer's summon???

Flying summons?!

Jericho's eyes were full of horror, and he quickly let go of his hands, and with the pull of the grappling hook, he hid in a rock crevice.

The horde roared, and countless blade insects smashed into the place where Jericho had just stayed, blasting a large crater there in an instant.

Jericho looked at this terrifying destructive power, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, even if he was a level 63 assassin, he would definitely not have a good time being attacked like this for the last round!

When the allosaurs returned to the sky, Jericho was hiding in the rock crevice.

He gritted his teeth, and the shadow around him twisted, and then a dark shadow that looked exactly like him appeared beside him.

Shadow Master!

And this shadow master seems to be a little different, it doesn't look like a dull clone, but seems to have a certain intelligence!

For he took a rope with a hook lock from Jericho, threw it out of the gap, latched onto a protruding rock, and swung with all his strength towards the other side of the gap.

The horde soon spotted this target, and once again swooped down, the overwhelming array of bladeworms striking the shadows, who had no shelter and could not resist at all.

The shadow shuddered, but instead of collapsing immediately, it continued to swing towards the rock.

The dragon hovered in mid-air with its wings and launched a fierce attack on the shadow, the shadow freed one hand, took out his fist and sword to resist as best he could, and the other hand clung to the rope and did not let go.

Xue Hua, who was watching this scene on the platform halfway up the mountain, suddenly frowned, this guy actually took the initiative to leave the hiding place and ran out to be beaten?

Wrong! He can't be so stupid!

That's a fake target!

It's the Shadow Master!