The correspondent was visibly stunned before doing as Osnia said. Skillfully turning on the communication machine, the correspondent connected the microphone, adjusted the established frequency, and during the connection, he also cleared his throat unusually professionally, and coughed a few symbolically, and the emotions required for this moment began to brew in his stomach.

At the same time, the guards selected the completers from their own team and the giant wolf team, and a total of thirty people set off.

Half a minute later, the correspondent cut off contact with his own wheezing voice, and took several gasps in quick succession before his flushed face returned to normal. Osnia nodded appreciatively. He kept the group in place, and after the thirty people had set off, the others began to count the time.

A minute and a half doesn't seem like a long time, and Osnia did a lot in between. He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds around him, but he didn't catch what he was looking for. He then summoned one of the captains of the wolf's team behind him, swapped places, and went to the cylindrical fortress on the wolf's body. At this point, the team was also disrupted, and the guards and the giant wolf team were mixed together, and there was no longer a clear gap between the two.

At this point, the team began to move slowly in place, mixing irregularly, like a attentive chef boiling up a morning porridge full of aroma. In the end, the team split into two teams and waited for a minute and a half to finish.

Osnia didn't detect anything substantial by her sense of smell and perception, but she was still two kilometers away. As his own, this beast-like body is like a ferocious creature in the Extreme Realm, with an instinctive sense of its surroundings.

It is not impossible to say that it is not strong, and it can even be called extremely weak. But just like the natural nature of the humidity of the air before the weather turns rainy, Osnia always feels that the seemingly calm air is actually very heavy. Maybe there was something hidden at the bottom that I didn't even notice, he thought, so as he, who was going to participate in the sacrifice ceremony soon, chose the safest way.

There's nothing to lose, except to waste a little time. In short, the speed of the enemy in front of him will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the giant wolf.

No hurry, no hurry, Osnia's point of view. A distress signal was also sent to the general headquarters, and someone would definitely rush over, and instead of killing the prey now, it was better to leave some prey that wanted to make a temporary counterattack for the people who came, so that no one else would run over in vain.

Will it be the popular Korkva of the Flame Tribe, or Cornelia, known as the new generation of fierce crocodile fangs of the Crocodile Tribe? The voices of the members of the Guards reached Osnia's ears from the communicator.

"The two teams moved separately, bypassing the area in front of them, passing on both sides and then converging. "Osnia gave the order, the four members of the Guards were dead, and the corpses were only valuable to the creatures of the second class, and there was no more for him. And he was not short of rations for the four. If the enemy has set any trap there, it will add a lot of unhappiness to his itinerary in vain. But Osnia has always wanted to change the system of being used as food after the death of the stranger. He believed that the dead deserved respect, especially from their own country and from the same tribe. However, there are a lot of second-class creatures in the alliance, and the daily military consumption of the beast cavalry is extremely huge, which is a headache for any tribe.

Just use other countries' own, that's what Osnia has always argued. He even wanted to mass-produce the system of priesthood and saints in various tribes, and then use the powerful human creation power of the low-stage strangers to produce considerable rations in batches. Of course, he thought about using the war or something, but the timing of the war was not up to him.

In his head, the tame-obedient second-class creatures were more reliable than the strangers of the human race.

"The two teams kept in touch at all times during the journey, so that they could quickly support all parties in case of emergencies. "Osnia empties unrealistic imaginations,added one.

In the confession, the two teams parted on the spot, and the route drew a circle, wrapping the place where the four members of the pro-guard had died, as if a solemn burial ceremony was held. The process seemed smooth from the start, without the slightest hindrance, and Osnia wondered if she had been too careful. The next moment, he vetoed this dangerous idea.

"It seems that due to the influence of the sacrificial rituals recently, the tribe has strengthened the protection around me, which has made me a little lax. In his own words, he turned on the communicator and asked about the situation of the two teams in real time, and asked the observant members of the pro-guard team to pay attention to the surroundings, especially the movements of the four members of the team.

The circle drawn by the team around the position in front of it is about 6,000 meters in diameter, and the distance on the arc of the circle is 10,000 meters, which is not too long or too short, and it takes more than five minutes.

But as the two minutes passed, something moved in a place that Osnia didn't notice and felt.

"Is it really good to distract yourself and lighten the burden for me?"

The wound on the arm healed naturally, and a bloody scab gently fell off. Kasia looked in the general direction of Osnia's team, not letting her eyes touch it directly, "Or can you also taste what it is like to be pursued、、、

The latter words are getting smaller and smaller, and it is still unknown whether they were actually uttered in Kasia's self-talk. He slid down the ancient tree, the soles of his feet touching the dead leaves with a soft rustling sound, which soon brought silence to the place.

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"Don't you think it's strange, my lord?"

"Strange of course, but in this case Osnia categorically did not dare to do anything out of the ordinary. As for the traps you want to set and let us step into them ourselves, that won't happen. ”

"But all of a sudden, a message came from the Commander-in-Chief, informing us that Osnia was seriously injured and needed us, and that Cornelia rushed over to help, it wouldn't be normal to think about it, right? Most of the clean-up operations started this morning, and now it has only been a few hours, close to noon、、、"

The words were interrupted, "Maybe this news is not fake, but true." But only after the past will we know. I think it's most likely a mixed bag, Osnia really met a strong enemy, but the injuries were fake. The sacrificial ceremony is not far away, and no one wants to do anything to themselves during this time. ”

"Asking for help?"

"Yes, but in a different way. Otherwise no one will pass. Let's gather the captains and come slowly, as long as we go, no matter what happens after that, the outcome has nothing to do with us. ”