Steel steam and flame

The correspondent was obviously stunned before doing as Osnia said. Skillfully turning on the communication machine, the correspondent connected the microphone and adjusted the predetermined frequency. During the connection, he also cleared his throat in an extremely professional manner and coughed a few times symbolically. The emotions needed for this moment have begun to brew in his stomach.

At the same time, the Guards selected members 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 the contact while he was panting. He took several breaths before letting his red face return to normal. Osnia nodded admiringly to express his appreciation. He asked the team to stay where they were. After the thirty people started setting off, others started timing.

One and a half minutes doesn't seem like a long time, and Osnia did a lot during this time. He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds around him, but he didn't catch what he wanted. Then, he summoned a captain from the giant wolf team behind him, changed places with him, and went to the cylindrical fortress on the giant wolf. The team was also disrupted at this time. The guards and the giant wolf team merged into one, and there was no longer an obvious gap between the two.

At this time, the team began to move slowly in place, mixing irregularly, like a careful chef making porridge full of aroma in the morning. Eventually, the group split into two teams and waited for a minute and a half to run out.

Although Osnia did not detect anything substantial with his sense of smell and perception, after all, the distance was still two thousand meters away. But as his own support, this beast-like body is like the ferocious creatures in extreme areas, with instinctive feelings about the surrounding environment.

It can't be said to be strong, it can even be called extremely weak. But this is just like the natural characteristic that the humidity of the air will increase before the weather turns rainy. Osnia always feels that the seemingly calm air is actually very solemn. Maybe there is something at the bottom that I am not aware of, he thought, so as he will participate in the sacrificial ceremony soon, he chose the safest way.

Nothing is lost except a little time. In short, with the speed of the enemy in front, there is absolutely no way to escape the pursuit of the giant wolf.

Take your time, take your time, Osnia’s point of view. He also sent a distress signal to the general headquarters. Someone will definitely come over. Instead of killing the prey now, it is better to leave some prey that want to make a temporary counterattack for the people who come, so that others will not come here in vain. trip.

Will it be Korkvar, a popular figure in the Fire Tribe, or Cornelia, who is known as the new generation of crocodile fangs in the Crocodile Tribe? A minute and a half passed while thinking about who would be assigned. The voices of the Guardsmen reached Osnia's ears from the communicator.

"The two teams moved forward separately, bypassing the position in front, passing from both sides, and then converging." Osnia gave the order. The four members of the Guards were dead, and their bodies were only valuable to second-class creatures. There is no more for him. And he didn't lack enough food for four people. If the enemy sets any trap there, it will only add a lot of discomfort to his trip. But Osnia has always wanted to change this system where strange people are used as food after death. He believed that the dead should be respected, especially those from their own country and tribe. However, there are many second-class creatures in the alliance, and the daily military consumption of beast cavalry is extremely huge. No matter which tribe, this is a headache.

Just use those from other countries. This is the view that Osnia has always advocated. He even wants to systemize and mass-produce the priesthood saints in each tribe, and then use the powerful human-making ability of the low-stage strange people to produce considerable rations in batches. Of course he thought about using war or something, but it was not up to him to decide the time of the war.

In his mind, the tamed and obedient second-type creatures are more reliable than the strange ones among humans.

"The two teams will keep in contact at all times along the way so that they can quickly support all parties in an emergency." Osnia added, clearing his unrealistic imagination.

After several confessions, the two teams separated on the spot, and the route drew a circle, wrapping the place where the four members of the Guards died, just like a grand burial ceremony. The process seemed smooth from the beginning, without any obstacles. Osnia wondered whether he was too careful. The next moment, he rejected this dangerous idea.

"It seems that due to the influence of the sacrificial rituals recently, the tribe has strengthened the protection around me, which makes me a little relaxed." While muttering to himself, he turned on the communicator, asked the two teams in real time about the situation, and asked the guards to be good at observing The people pay attention to their surroundings, especially the movement where the four members died.

The circle drawn by the team around the front position is about six thousand meters in diameter. The arc of the circle is about ten kilometers, which is neither long nor short. It takes more than five minutes.

But when two minutes passed, something moved somewhere Osnia could not notice or feel.

"Is it really okay to spread your own strength and lighten the burden for me?" with a hint of gratitude.

The wound on the arm healed naturally, and a bloody scab fell off gently. Cassia looked in the general direction of Osnia's team, not letting his eyes touch the team directly, "Or, you can also try the feeling of being chased..."

The following words became smaller and smaller, and it was still unclear whether they were actually spoken in Cassia's own words. He slid down the ancient tree, and the soles of his feet made a soft "rustling" sound when they touched the dead leaves, quickly bringing silence to the place.

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"Sir, don't you think it's strange?"

"Of course it's strange, but in this case Osnia definitely doesn't dare to do anything extraordinary. As for setting a trap for us to step into ourselves, that won't happen."

"But suddenly a message came from the general headquarters, informing us that Osnia was seriously injured and needed us, and Cornelia rushed over to support. This is not normal no matter how you think about it? It's all Thunder Wolf after all. He is one of the elites in the tribe, and his abilities are said to be very special. Most of the cleanup operations only started this morning, and now it has only been a few hours, and it is close to noon..."

The words were interrupted, "Maybe the news is not false, but true. But we can only know after it passes. I think it is probably a case of mixed truth and falsehood. Osnia really encountered a powerful enemy. , but the injury is fake. The sacrificial ceremony is not far away, and no one wants anything to happen to them during this period."

"Requesting assistance?"

"Yes, but in a different way. Otherwise, no one will go there. Let the captains gather together and take their time. As long as we go, no matter what happens afterward, the result has nothing to do with us."