Of course, the human mage saw nothing but those intense eyes.

And you’re going to execute a plan to save her.
Ronin suddenly felt a little uneasy. It didn’t seem comfortable to be stared at by Death Wing like this. How did you? How did you know?
That doesn’t matter at all, does it? Those eyes captivated him again.
It doesn’t matter that the uncomfortable feeling disappears and everything becomes blurred with the black dragon watching.
There is no doubt that you will fail on your own. What do you want to go on like this? Even I can’t do it for nothing. But now, with my help, my friend, you can definitely finish this trip. It is impossible. You must liberate the Dragon Queen.
With that, Death Wing reached out in one hand and held a small silver amulet that looked like a badge. Ronin’s fingers seemed to reach out to grab the amulet and took it over. He looked down at it and carefully examined the black crystal carved in the center of the magic rune on its edge. He knew others and had never seen them before, but the mage could still feel their powerful magic.
You will liberate alexstrasza, and my obedient puppet’s weird and inhuman smile will emerge completely. If you want this, I can be with you to guide you step by step.
How can I lose a dragon?
This annoying question keeps appearing, but Winesa and her partners are satisfied with the answer. Worse still, night has fallen on Katz Mo Dan, and the exhausted Griffin has obviously been unable to hold on any longer.
In the process of tracking, the Death Wing has been kept in sight for a long time, that is, the eye is not sharp enough, and Farstad, an elf, can see clearly. The black behemoth flying to the land will disappear from their sight when the Death Wing occasionally flies into the clouds, but that is at most one.
Until an hour ago
The monster flew into a cloud with his belongings, just like many times before. Farstad has been able to control the Griffin to lock the target, and the Wineresa dwarves have been constantly watching that the black dragon has not re-emerged from the other end of the cloud, and at that time, the cloud was an independent cloud, and the closest cloud was also located a few miles south. The Elf Ranger and her partner could almost see a cloud. When the Death Wing flew, they could never miss it.
However, no dragon emerged from the clouds.
They watched and waited and waited until they couldn’t wait any longer. Farstad even boldly made the Griffin fly directly into the cloud, regardless of whether the death wing was still in it, but they didn’t see anything. The biggest and most evil black dragon disappeared.
Without miss elf, the Griffin knight finally gave up. We must land me as soon as possible. My poor mount can’t hold on.
She has to agree that although she still wants to continue to pursue the rangers and watch the bottom landscape, the coastal forests have already turned into rocky and uninhabitable wilderness, and then she knows that the terrain ahead will gradually climb all the way to the Grimbatore Cliff, where there are still a few small forests, but the coverage is quite sparse. They must hide in the hills to find proper shelter from the orcs and dragon knights.
How do you like it over there?
Farstad looked in the direction she pointed. Those steep hills looked just like my old grandmother. She had a good beard and figure. It was a good place. We landed there.
Tired Griffin obeyed the landing order with great pleasure. Farstad guided him to fly to the hills in the most dense area and approached one of the small valleys. When the Griffin landed, Wenresa grabbed her hands and eyes and immediately searched for potential threats. They had already gone deep into the vicinity of Katz Mo Dan, and they would definitely go to the orc post.
Praise the Ying Chao Mountain Dwarf for jumping from the back of the Griffin. Although I am flying in the sky, it’s really taken too long this time. He gently stroked the Griffin’s mane and feathers. You are such a good mount. Go and have a good meal.
I saw a stream nearby, and Wenresa suggested that there might be fish to eat in it.
If he wants to eat, he will go to Farstad to unload the saddle and other equipment from the Griffin. He will go to find food himself. He pats the Griffin’s hip, and the flying beast leaps to bear the burden. Suddenly he becomes energetic again.
Is this good?
Dear Miss Elf, you can’t feed her by fish alone. You’d better let her hunt the right food. When she’s full, she’ll come back. If people see her, it’s fine. Katz Mo Dan and some wild griffons are still worried about her. Farstad also said that she will be away for a while just enough for us to have a meal.
They took some dry food with them, and Farstad immediately distributed it to Winesa. Because of the nearby stream, they also drank the water in the water bag with confidence. It is impossible to make a fire in such a deep orc-controlled area, but fortunately, it doesn’t look very cold tonight.
After a while, the Griffin flew back with a full stomach. He sat down next to Forster Tower while he reached out and patted the Griffin’s head while eating.
I don’t see anything in there, Farstad said, but we can’t assume that there are no orcs around here.
Do you want a vigil?
It’s better if I go first or you go first.
Worried that she couldn’t sleep, Winesa would like to watch the first shift first. Farstad didn’t object, and she immediately lay down and fell asleep in a few seconds. Winesa admired the dwarf and hoped that she could relax as he said.
Compared with her childhood forest, the night here is really too quiet. Elf Rangers wake up. This rocky hilly land has been plundered by orcs for many years. Although wild animals live here and the Griffin is proof, most animals in Katz Mo Dan live harder than Quelsala creatures because orcs and their dragons have to consume a lot of fresh meat.
A few star dot that sky, but if it weren’t for their unique night vision ability, Wenresa would have been unable to see anything now. she wondered if Ronin was still alive in this dark night. did he also roam here in the wilderness of Hing Grimbatore, or did the death wing take him far away to a place he didn’t know?
She refused to believe that his bandits had colluded with the Black Dragon, but it was not that Death Wing had done something to him, or that Farstad Root was chasing the dragon in vain, and Roningen was not Death Wing to protect precious goods.
Too many questions, but not even an answer. The ranger left the dwarf in frustration. His mount decided to venture to explore the surrounding hills and woodlands. Although she had excellent eyesight, most of the scenery in front of her was still in a dark outline, which made it even more dangerous. There might be no orcs for miles in Fiona Fang.
Her sword is still in its sheath. Wenresa venture further away. She came to two old trees full of nodules. Although they are still alive, the old trees are very weak. The elf wheel touched them and felt that they were tired and ready to die. Naishe could also feel that part of their history went back to Katz Mo Dan before the tribal invasion. Wenresa knew that it was once the home of many other hill dwarves, but now the dwarves have fled here in the orcs’ massacre and vowed to take it back in the future.
Trees can’t escape, of course.
Wenresa thinks that the day of returning home is not far away for the hill dwarves, but it may be too late for these trees by then. Kaz, Mo Dan, this land needs many, many years to recover, and it may never recover.
Be brave, she said softly to the two trees, Spring is coming, and I guarantee that in the language of trees and plants, spring means not a season but also hope for rebirth.
Just as the elves retreated, the two trees seemed to become a little straighter and taller. Her encouragement made Vanessa smile, and the old trees even the elves could communicate with each other. Maybe her encouragement would be spread, and maybe some of them would come alive. She could hope that.