Chapter 909

"What a big fog?"

Amy jumps off the Griffin's back with MEG holding the sword, grabs a handful of fog and says curiously.

"Yes, it's hard to find such a place." McGonagall nodded and squinted at the fog. His fierce eyes penetrated through the fog, far beyond the ordinary people's vision. In the fog, he could still see things 100 meters away. If he was a level 10 strong man, he should be able to ignore this level of fog.

MEG looked down at Amy and said seriously: "Xiaomi, our first task is to rescue the hostages, protect ourselves, and make sure that no one will find out who we are, so you just need to use the magic of the extremely cold field for a while, and leave the rest to your father, OK?"

"Good." Amy nodded.

McGonagall turned to ah Zi and said, "ah Zi, you are responsible for following and catching all the guys who try to escape."

Purple also nodded, although it does not understand who can escape from Meg's hands.

"Let's go." McGonagall said in a low voice, carrying the sword to the depth of the forest almost silently, the sword out of the sheath half, and then return to the sheath, a hidden in the trees of the devil quietly fell down, falling head, eyes confused.

A pair of small golden wings appeared behind Amy, following MEG, walking through the trees dexterously without making any sound. A pair of big eyes were full of worship, looking at Meg's back.

The silent killing was going on in the dense forest. The spies and secret sentries were killed by MEG one by one, moving towards the center quickly.

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Deep in the dense forest, near the center of the canyon, there is a big cave on the cliff, and several wooden houses are built at the entrance of the cave. More than a dozen orcs and demons are patrolling, and their faces are nervous.

Deep in the cave, in an independent open cave, a young Orc looked at the strong ORC with the same ugly face and cried: "Lord gene, what are we going to do now? The leader of the ghost fire, they should all be dead. Alex really did it. The purple Griffin tore the ghost fire into pieces. It's terrible! It's like tearing a chicken. Will we be found here? Let's run away... "

"Shut up The orc, known as gene, yelled angrily, pacing the cave. Although he tried to keep calm, his shaking hands revealed his mood.

Alex did it, which was unexpected to all of us, and it directly destroyed the main combat power of their mercenary regiment. Now there are only two level-6 mercenaries in the station, except that he is level-7, and the remaining dozens of members are all below level-6.

However, if Alex really finds it here, there is no difference between level 7 and level 1. Anyway, he can't hold his sword.

You know, even the ancestor of the void Troll clan was killed by Alex. Now on Nolan, I'm afraid none of them dare to jump out and say that they are stronger than Alex.

He is very flustered, but he knows that he can't show it, otherwise everyone wants to run, then he may not be able to run successfully, and some people have to die.

He has been in this business for more than 20 years. He has experienced brilliance, daily income, and the dark times brought by Alex and Elena. So he knows the inevitable outcome of a mercenary regiment after Alex's eyes.

"How many people have you talked to about this?" Gene asked, looking at the young ORC.

The orc pressed his throat: "most people should know... But I didn't say it was Alex who did it."

"Good." Gene reached out and patted the orc on the shoulder, then covered his mouth with a black bone knife coming out of his back heart.

The young Orc's eyes widened. There was no sound and no breath.

"You are my favorite, but I want to live." Gene put the orc on the ground with a tremor in his voice, wiped the blood in his hand, and walked out of the cave with a big axe. The heavy stone gate closed slowly behind him, and walked out of the cave quickly along the passage.

Many of the caves are still empty, but some of them have been closed. They huddle in the corner and dare not look up when they hear the sound. They only dare to peep out from the corner of their eyes, and then pray in their heart that the footsteps will not stop in front of their door.

Despair and fear enveloped their hearts. They watched their teammates who had fought side by side for countless times be brutally killed. They saw the women who had been caught being humiliated and tortured to death. They also suffered all kinds of torture and were locked up in this small dark cave. They didn't know what they were going to face next.

Some elves have committed suicide because they can't bear the torture. The elves who are still alive are afraid of death and hope to be rescued. They firmly believe that the city of chaos will not give them up.

No one knows how long they can last. This morning, another fairy was found to have committed suicide, so they were tied with a spirit rope, stuffed with cloth in their mouth, and could not even kill themselves by biting their tongue.

Demons and orcs move back and forth in the passage. Any change may lead to a beating and invasion.

Gene came to the entrance of the mountain and looked at more than a dozen demons and orcs standing at the entrance of the mountain. He said, "the commander and deputy commander were all killed by the grey temple. Now the situation is very urgent. We have to prepare for evacuation. You go to gather all the people, then kill all the elves and women, and get ready to leave here."

The faces of the people who have heard the news have changed. When they left, the leader who asked them to prepare women and good wine died just like this. It's too sudden.

A demon hesitated: "Lord gene, even if we want to retreat, why don't we take those elves with us? This is the last property of our mercenary regiment. Take it back to the devil islands and sell it. Even if you stop, you can have a good life. "

"Yes, they are all dead, and most of our mercenary regiment is going to break up. Let's divide these elves and run away." A Forest Troll followed.

Gene thought about it, nodded and said, "it's OK to divide it up. You can call people over. You can go in and watch the elves. Don't make any mistakes."

When the crowd dispersed, half of them entered the cave, and the other half scattered into the forest to call people.

Gene took a look at the direction of the cave, picked up the axe, identified a direction, ready to leave.

There were a few dull sounds in the forest, and then a voice of some banter came out from the fog: "I'm afraid it's too late to leave now?"