The roar of the beast sounded from behind, and Catherine's voice was not heard the whole time. But the breath was disappearing at a rapid pace, and Catherine's killing was precise and efficient. Alan secretly smiled bitterly, this young major general's source power level was about the same as Segres, but in terms of combat art, he was far superior to his so-called brother. Alan asked himself that even if his hole cards were revealed, it would be difficult to knock Catherine head-on.

He had to find another way.

For Allen, the battle isn't just about a face-to-head match. He's not Regers, and he doesn't have the so-called chivalry. If needed, he can be a surface boy wandering the wilderness. Use guerrilla, traps, sneak attacks, and other tactics to level his targets.

These are what Allen is good at, and Holly Forest is his real stage. It's just that Catherine is not an idle person, and the fact that she and Alan have similar experiences is enough for Alan to fight her with full strength.

Alan is sure that she has as much experience in the wilderness as she does herself.

The wind flickered.

Catherine had already caught up, and Alan secretly estimated that it would take her about twelve seconds to level out the beasts. This gave Allen a new understanding of her strength.

Eren galloped at full speed, without retaining any source energy, and pushed forward at the maximum speed he could reach. Along the way, he passed several high slopes and countless trees, and no obstacle could stop him for a point. Catherine's speed is not very fast, which can be seen from her fighting style. She is a strong person who belongs to that kind of delicate warfare, and once she falls into her continuous offensive, she is like a worm falling into a spider's web. If you can't break the formation with force, you will be slowly eaten away by her.

In a small area of space, she is indeed astonishingly fast. But this kind of straight-line running is obviously not what she is good at, which can be seen from the wind behind her gradually becoming smaller, and Catherine gradually distances herself from him. But if Alan had used all his strength to run, he would undoubtedly have been caught up by Catherine in the end. After all, Catherine's level is not an ornament, and her source power is much deeper than Allen's.

When Allen goes all out, he can match a level twenty-five powerhouse, but it doesn't mean that his source power has level twenty-five, it's just that many external factors are superimposed to achieve his super combat power. If these things are removed, only the source power of the nineteenth level will always be his shortcoming. This shortcoming will be constantly magnified when encountering high-level powerhouses.

While running, Allen's head was also thinking at high speed. One plan after another came to mind, and he kept rejecting it. In the end, there was only one plan that he adopted. He began to slow down, restraining his source power. Sure enough, as soon as he slowed down, Catherine immediately picked up speed, and the sound of breaking the air behind him tended to increase. Alan crossed another hillside, and below it was the trunk of a tree that lay horizontally.

When Alan stepped on it, the trunk immediately sank into a gap, and it turned out that it was already hollow inside. He was secretly happy in his heart, and his eyes swept through the snow, and soon caught a dead wood not far away. Alan tore off the fabric from the wound on his lower ribs and wrapped the strip of cloth stained with his blood around the dead wood. After looking back and estimating the time slightly, he threw the dead wood hard to the left.

The dead wood made a sharp cracking sound, and at the same time, the smell of Allen's blood was perfectly left in the air. Alan himself picked up a pile of snow on the ground, applied it to his wounds and other places, tried to hide his body odor, and burrowed into the dead wood. With the restrain of the source force, even the frequency of the heartbeat has been reduced. His nose was filled with the smell of sawdust, and at this moment, there was a click above the trunk of the tree, and something was trampled on.

Alan looked out through the irregular notch in the trunk and saw Catherine falling into the snow with her back to him. He hurriedly withdrew his gaze so as not to attract Catherine's attention. When it comes to a strong person of Catherine's level, her perception is very keen, and if she is not good, it will be self-defeating. Catherine quickly headed in the direction of the deadwood flying, and in an instant she had disappeared into the snow.

That trap didn't last long, and Eren immediately got out of the trunk of the tree and dived in the opposite direction. He took it lightly and chose a place where trees or rocks could settle to avoid leaving footprints on the snow. After sweeping out of the 100 meters so carefully, he ran wildly, leaving clear footprints on the snow. Soon, Catherine's whistle sounded from behind, with a faint anger in the whistle. Apparently she had found out that she had been fooled, and she was slightly angry at the moment.

Alan smiled and sped away.

Catherine returned to the high slope and circled around to a sudden stop. Under her nose, the trunk of the tree lying horizontally down the slope had been hollowed out, and some bark was scattered at the exit on the right. The bark was rough on the inside, with thin wooden thorns, apparently fresh from the trunk. Catherine squeezed a soft grunt out of her nostrils, and immediately swept in the direction pointed by the bark.

However, after flashing a few dozen meters, Catherine found no traces. She couldn't help frowning, and then the adjutant's voice sounded from the pocket communicator on the collar of the military uniform: "General, you didn't chase the wrong direction, he was in front of you." ”

Catherine's face is frosty: "You're spying on me?" ”

"No, no, my subordinates don't dare, they just want to help the general end this game."

"Hmph, it seems that Russon is pushing you very hard. I've heard that it's not a game, at least not for me. Get out of here, I don't want to hear you again. Catherine took off the communicator and shook it with five fingers, and the small device immediately shattered, giving birth to a wisp of green smoke. With a wave of her hand, Catherine dropped the debris on the snow and chased after her.

Alan flew silently down from a low tree like a night raven, and he slid through the low altitude before landing on the snow more than a dozen meters away. As soon as it rolled, it left a shallow trail on the snow, but the person had already bounced. The sound of a stream of water was immediately picked up in my ears, indicating that there was a river not far away. This is a great thing for him, and if the river is big enough and fast enough, it is a good way to get rid of his pursuers.

He swept in the direction of the sound of the water, and emerged from a grove of trees. Sure enough, a wave of scales leaped into his eyes, and a large river turned in front of his eyes and rolled forward. Alan screamed with joy and jumped into the river with his blood in his hand. With a plop, he fell into the water. The bone-chilling water of the river lifted his spirits, and he swam forward in the direction of the river.

After swimming for a while, he simply dived into the river with his head and quickly went away.