Chapter 1072 Nature Tells Me that a Powerful Enemy Is Coming!

Adrian Lopez's face was as sinking as water.

He flew away following the light, but found no treasure or enemies. He only found a group of domestic soldiers staggering around like defeated soldiers.

——No, it's not "like", but these guys are indeed a group of defeated soldiers.

They were dejected, falling under tree roots or in the grass, or fighting for a few stones. The trouser legs are rolled up, the top is open, and the belt is loose or not loose. Eight out of ten took off their boots and grabbed half of their shirts to fan themselves.

Everyone looked like a mud monkey, and there was no clean spot on their face or body. On the edge, on the east end and on the west end, dozens of mules and horses were tied up, with empty backs, like more food reserves than camel beasts.

They frowned, rubbed their hands in their clothes, or picked at their feet. After a while, he picked up the barbecue directly from the fire and ate it...

Even if he was flying in the air, flying in a place where the mountain wind could not blow, Adrian Lopez subconsciously prayed and let a clean white light pass through his body.

Okay, that sour smell that hit your face has finally disappeared...

He didn't even intend to land, but hung low in the air, looking down at the soldiers coldly. Seeing the white light fall and illuminate the camp, the soldiers stood up in a panic, pulled at the skirt of their clothes, stepped on the top of their boots with one leg, bowed their heads and saluted:

"grown ups."

"grown ups."

"grown ups--"

"Where's your leader?!"

Adrian Lopez glanced away and frowned even more. Each of the more than a hundred soldiers below were ordinary soldiers. Without knights, there is no decent combat power——

The colonel who leads the team, several level 9 knights who serve as squadron leaders, and the knights who serve as squad leaders. not a single one!

"Where is your squadron leader? Where are the knights? Where have they gone?!"

he asked, raising his voice. His brand was touched, and the knight holding his dagger must have encountered a strong enemy; but how strong an enemy would it be to be able to kill all the high-level warriors in one fell swoop?

There was a rustle below. Soldiers, you looked at me and I looked at you, with frightened expressions on your eyes, but no one responded. It was obvious that this group of leaderless soldiers did not even have any decent leader.

Adrian Lopez's face darkened and he waved to the side. There was a loud bang, and a big tree nearby was cut off by the void and slowly fell down. Adrian said coldly:

"Say! Otherwise, everyone will die!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a ray of white light fell on a soldier who was relatively neatly dressed and occupied a large stone. The soldier was startled, stood up straight, and reported like a barrage:

"They are all dead, my lord, they are all dead! There was an enemy attack last night and they shot two knights to death. Master Vasily chased out with half of the knights and never came back..."

He shivered. Even though the temperature in the tropical rain forest was not low at night, he subconsciously rubbed his arms and shrugged:

"Yesterday morning, a group of people came over yesterday morning. Without saying anything, they hung all the knights..."

"Who is that person? How many? Occupation? Level?"

Adrian asked a series of questions. The soldier who answered the question shrank again, his face full of fear:

"Two... four, five... no, no, there are only two who take action, one elf, one leopard, no, one elf who can turn into a leopard... But there are many of them, five, six indivual……"

Adrian's frown deepened. If you don't even know how many people there are on the other side, what's the use of these soldiers?

He endured it for a while, then he raised his voice and asked:

"How many are there?"

"Five, no, six, no, seven...and a very big bird, people come out of the bird's belly...and a deer..."

Is it a vehicle or a space-based monster? No matter which one it is, if it can hold seven or eight people in one breath, it must either be an extremely powerful entity or its owner must be extremely powerful...

Adrian patiently asked a few more questions, but he couldn't get the point. All he knew was that a black panther suddenly pounced into the crowd and bit several of the leading knights to death. Then he turned back into an elf and ordered all the other knights to leave the village.

Outside the village, she chatted with another elf and pointed. After that, blades of grass suddenly sprang up from the ground. Without any explanation, all the knights were hung at the entrance of the village and struggled to death...

"They didn't kill us... they just drove us away and took away all the belongings..." The soldier's voice was still trembling:

"They took away all the slaves... and left us here. They didn't kill us, and they didn't care about us... us... can we people make it out of the jungle..."

I'm afraid that even if I get out of the jungle, I will die. If such a large sum of gold and silver is lost and cannot be recovered, someone must be responsible. Even if the knights and knights leading the team are wiped out, none of these soldiers will survive.

Adrian Lopez didn't say those words. He then asked about the location of the village where the incident occurred and the detailed description of the attacker, then turned and left. He ran quickly following the path the soldiers had come from, observing the traces along the way, and soon arrived at the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, there was silence and desolation. There were no living people, only a few corpses dangling on high poles. Adrian observed the corpse carefully, then walked into the center of the village and observed carefully:

There were more than a dozen corpses scattered around the village. Some had a bloody hole in their throats, and some had their throats torn open. Blood sprayed all over the walls and floor. Adrian walked slowly, looking around, and a picture naturally appeared in his mind:

A powerful black panther sneaked into the village. In the dusk, few noticed its shadow until it tore out the first man's throat.

The knights exclaimed, drew their swords, and drew their swords. However, the Black Panther moved extremely quickly. He turned around and knocked down the second person...

"Such a skill... a high-level magical beast... no, a high-level servant of nature." Adrian estimated slowly, squatted down, and continued to observe the bloody hole on the corpse's throat. He stretched out his hand and gestured, then used his dagger to test the depth of the blood hole:

"Mid-level...no, middle-to-high-level elf ranger. No wonder he can kill with one blow, and no wonder he has to escape..."

But why did this elf ranger come to attack alone?

He got up and walked around, observing the corpses in the village. Most of the corpses were not cleaned up. Whether they were knights or soldiers, they were all placed there intact.

Only the earth is raised in the corner, and there are three round new graves. The graves are full of flowers, and a brightly colored headband is hung on each tombstone. Adrian couldn't help but curse angrily:

"Those bastards!"

Instead of carrying goods when it was time to carry them, they strayed off the road and went to a native village. Adding these three new graves, Adrian can piece together the entire incident:

There must be some guy who thought escorting was too hard and came over to "have fun". It angered the nearby elf forest guards and took revenge, triggering a series of events...

"We still have to get the things back." Adrian took a breath and followed the traces of the colonel's killing. When it was getting dark, he finally found the location where the battle took place that night. He walked over carefully with a heavy expression on his face:

"The opponent has a master... who can kill level 13 knights with one blow, at least level 16... Well, this sword cut them all in half. The sword's power is endless. The opponent has a very strong warrior..."

"There are also spell casters...at least level 13, and probably even stronger spell casters, which should not be underestimated...servers of nature, more or less, also know some spells..."

"The elf who was chased out immediately came to take revenge the next day, which shows that the other party's healer ability is not weak..."

A level 16 nature servant, a level 16 warrior, a level 13 spell caster, and a healer who may be level 10 or above. There are three other people. If they are all level 16, as a level 18 Heavenly Knight, it will still be a bit difficult for him to defeat them...

Adrien sighed slowly. But if you don't take action, it won't work. If he doesn't come over, forget it. If he comes over and doesn't take action, even he will inevitably suffer.

Although the Heavenly Knight's status is noble, the resources for training are usually provided by the governor-general. After losing such a large amount of wealth, it is conceivable that the resources that the Governor-General can provide him will be withheld.

He still wants to become a legend... If he can't become a legend at the age of 100, he will have no hope for life. His time is running out...

Adrian jumped, ran, and quickly left the scene. He found a clearing in the forest, sat on a big rock, hugged the sword and closed his eyes.

No matter what, you must adjust your condition first... After traveling thousands of miles to reach this rainforest, such a tired and overworked state is not suitable for fighting the enemy...

Go to sleep...sleep until tomorrow morning. After praying to the Lord of Glory, your energy, stamina, and magic will be fully full. Then you can look for the enemy and fight...

He fell into a deep sleep. But dozens of miles away, Grete, who had been asleep for a long time without knowing anyone else, suddenly turned over and opened his eyes.

He stood up unsteadily, lowered his head, and walked out of the room with one foot raised and one foot lowered. Outside the mage's hut, Sisoian and Ash Moonsong were each wrapped in a cloak and sitting in the moonlight. Seeing him coming out, the two of them looked at each other, full of surprises:

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know..." Gretel yawned and rubbed his eyes:

"I just suddenly couldn't sleep peacefully. I thought about it...hey, I'm going to the toilet and we'll talk later..."

He walked into the grass with his eyes half closed. After a while, he turned back and was grabbed by Ashe Yuege:

"Now do you know what's going on?"

"have no idea……"

"If you don't know, just meditate! Sit down now! Meditate! Integrate your spirit into nature!"

"oh……"

Gretel sat down obediently and followed Sister Yuege's orders and began to meditate. The spiritual power spread quietly, like a drop of water dripping into the lake under the moonlight, causing silvery white ripples. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes:

"There is a strong enemy!—Nature tells me that there is a strong enemy, approaching with anger and malice!"

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