The image was so fast that Duke's mind couldn't keep up with it at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's like buying a botched copycat VR VR game headset and making Duke dizzy. Duke had to hold on to the tree trunk next to him in reality to prevent himself from actually getting knocked unconscious and falling to the ground.

The hills gradually became tall and steep, and finally slowly became the first row of mountains. At this time, the speed of the picture has not slowed down. Until it finally suddenly settled on a special mountain. Although Duke felt a little hesitant, his gaze was immediately forcibly pulled.

At the foot of that mountain, Duke's perspective suddenly rose to the sky again, so fast that he almost lost his balance. The image climbs up to the mountain, where it always deliberately allows the mage to observe where there are footholds and handrails. It continued to ascend until it reached a narrow cave entrance.

Suddenly, the stereoscopic image disappeared, and Duke was playing a game when it suddenly popped up, leaving Duke in a daze.

"Huhuhu!" Emerging from the isolation of the spirit world, Duke found himself shivering in the middle of the trees in the morning light.

Almost immediately, Duke felt the gaze again. Although that one had been very secretive and nonexistent, the system had faithfully recorded it.

"Deathwing Nesario gives you a look. ”

Duke followed the route assigned by Deathwing, and was about to walk out of the woodland when the system prompted Deathwing to glance at him.

Duke is on fire!

Nima: No one ever told me that Deathwing was a voyeur.

Duke eggs hurt.

Originally, Duke almost wanted to scold. But when I think of Luo Ning in history, he was even more miserable, escorted by Deathwing throughout the whole process, completely lost his freedom, and was like a slave. Thinking of this, Duke felt much more relaxed.

Maybe because Luo Ning didn't have any status at that time, Deathwing fell in love with Luo Ning purely because Luo Ning was on this mission. also did not hesitate to order Luo Ning to do this and that.

But he Duke is different.

The biggest difference between him and Luo Ning is his reputation and experience.

Now Duke has long been famous, and his prestige has even surpassed Lothar, second only to the leader of the entire alliance, King Terenus. And after experiencing a series of things such as the death of the country, the formation of alliances, and the persistence of the War of Resistance, Deathwing probably regarded him as a person with an extremely firm will, so he did not directly coerce, but used the method of secret brainwashing and guidance.

As long as you rescue Alexstasa and get that thing, Deathwing's plot will succeed.

And even more important than Ronin is Duke's identity, which can make the conspiracy of Deathwing in the original time and space more smooth and perfect.

Duke had a bit of a headache.

Now, he did get the most crucial piece of the puzzle in this incident. But Deathwing tries to force him to quickly run to Grimbaatar to complete his mission. If he had foolishly run to do it, then Duke might have been able to save a dying Red Dragon Queen, and the biggest beneficiary would undoubtedly be Deathwing.

According to Duke's character of plucking the feathers of geese and killing 10,000 orcs, he will never kill 9999, will he let himself be wronged and let the psychosis of Deathwing win a big victory Haha laugh?

No!

Never!

I'd rather work hard than make Nesario's psychopathy comfortable.

Duke has a plan......

The other side.

Wen Resa and Falstedt almost caught up with Duke.

It's not the kind of chase that chases after the black dragon king's ass and chases to the death, nor does it drive Farsted's griffons to vomit blood, and it's not the elven rangers who play a beautiful hero.

Instead, they lined up in a neat line, and the people followed neatly.

Right!

Follow!

Four of Wenresa, Gavin Rad, Ronin, and Marianne, plus a griffin knight with a team of six.

"We were close. Wen Leisha, who was flying at the front, gestured, and suddenly a group of griffons began to slow down and reduce their altitude.

Descending to the ground and getting back to the ground, both Gavinrad and the griffin he rode on breathed a sigh of relief.

The griffon grunted in displeasure because the heavily armed Gavinrad was too heavy.

The griffon gave Gavinrad a disdainful look.

The dwarf patted the griffin on the neck and let it out to feed.

It is not an easy task to feed a griffin by raising it, the griffin eats a lot of meat, and the long-term use of cut meat will reduce the ferocity and combat effectiveness of the griffin. The best thing to do is to let the griffons feed on their own in a place where there are many woods and plenty of prey.

When the clever griffin has eaten enough, he will come back on his own.

The rest of Duke's rescue team gathered together, and Gavinrad crossed his waist and asked, "Okay, let me ask you, how did you know that our leader was here?" ”

Wen Leisha held up the bag that Duke had given her and smiled, "That guy said that he used the most special materials to make this bag look amazing. ”

"What material?"

"A very special spice. You may not feel it, but in my sense of the wind, it is as noticeable as a lighthouse in the night. ”

"Wow!" Gavinrad whistled.

"Alright, let's go along and see, what happened to Duke and the Black Dragon King?" Wen Ressa's eyes narrowed as she said this.

Attentive Marianne noticed that Wen Resa's pupils had shrunk and then begun to dilate, taking on a completely different color—green.

Wen Resa was concentrating her mind, which would blur the boundaries of her vision, but the focus of her gaze would become clearer, and there would be many things that were not visible to ordinary people. For example, a mist, golden-yellow suspension that formed a larger, long, ribbon that floated over the top of her head and into the depths of the woods.

It didn't take much effort for Winresa to find the place where Duke had been chatting with Deathwing last night.

"Duke did come here. Wen Leisha observed the ground and muttered, "These are the footprints of his boots, I will never be mistaken, the other should be human...... I'm too unsure. ”

"Human? I thought I'd see a pair of huge claws. Gavinrad shrugged, his massive shoulder armor making his shrug very noticeable.

"Look here. This shoe print. She pointed to a depression in the woods, a clear, heavy footprint that trampled the grass and dirt into a hollow: "These are the shoes of the human aristocracy, which are tight and uncomfortable. (To be continued.) )