The average altitude of the Zaguli Mountains reaches 2,000 meters, and at this moment, a steep peak like a screen stands tall in the direction Robert pointed. Durand looked at the peak and his brows gradually frowned, as if something was difficult to decide.

"This Lord Durand... is so strange..." Robert, who was soft and weak, was carried by Durand in one hand. Although his posture was indecent, he could save his life and only had gratitude and gratitude in his heart, and no complaints.

He was just a little strange. Durand was obviously acting anxiously just now, as if he wanted to set off immediately. Why did he know the general direction now and stand there instead, seemingly thinking about something?

Durand turned his head to look at Yeyi, and his eyes showed a look of inquiry: "Yeyi, look--"

Yeyi had already had a tacit understanding with Durand along the way. Before Durand spoke, she had already guessed Durand's concerns. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and said calmly: "I know you are anxious, just do what you think."

After a slight pause, Yeyi gradually raised his pride in his tone: "When will we be afraid of anything happening in our battle mages on our own plane and territory?"

Durand took a breath after hearing this and said solemnly: "Thank you."

Robert was completely confused about what was going on. What was going on? Are these two adults playing a puzzle? Why can’t they understand what they are saying at all!

The next moment, Robert understood.

——Durand held a knife in one hand and grabbed Robert's belt with the other hand, gradually rising and rising, and then began to accelerate. In a blink of an eye, it was like a rocket that soared into the sky, flying rapidly towards the direction Robert pointed just now! Ye Yi smiled faintly. His figure silently turned into a black shadow, following closely.

"Wait, wait a moment!" Robert immediately shouted, with an indescribable panic in his voice, and even a hint of fear, "Can't fly. Can't fly!!"

Of course he was not afraid of flying. In fact, Robert, as a legendary strong man, could fly in the air himself. But now in the Zaguli Mountains, there are black dwarves everywhere. Anyone who flies in the air will immediately become a living target for the dwarves!

Because of this, the battle broke out two days ago, and at this stage, both sides of the battle had entered a "ground melee" situation with tacit understanding. No one dared to fly high altitude like Durand, not only without scrupulous flight, but also completely unconcealed, blatant, and even extraordinary momentum to fly at full speed!

"Du, Lord Durand, don't fly so high and so fast. If you are discovered, you will immediately be a fire-raising attack!" Robert was in tears and said anxiously in a low voice.

"Stay quietly and don't talk nonsense." Durand's voice was a little cold, "Otherwise I'll throw you away."

"..." Robert immediately shut his mouth honestly.

Flying to high altitudes is likely to cause siege, and Durand is very clear about this. Because of this, he and Nightwing had been cautiously not flying high, and at most they could only fly low.

But now that I heard that my daughter has arrived in Sendlow, and it is likely that it is somewhere in the mountains, how could Durand wait any longer?

At this time, Durand suddenly thought of something and asked Yeyi: "When you are in the ant plane, didn't you rely on the blood connection between me and my daughter to find me who is overseas? Can you use my blood to roughly locate my daughter?"

Ye Yi shook his head: "That time I held your daughter and positioned your position with blood connection. This is not difficult. After all, your strength is there, and your presence is strong enough, so the positioning is relatively simple. But on the other hand, your daughter's strength is too weak. It is difficult to sense her position through blood connection."

"So that's it." Durand nodded, his face could not tell too much frustration.

His expression became extremely cold, and what he saw in his eyes was a look that was mixed with firmness, solemnity, coldness and concentration.

boom!

Durand's speed of advance suddenly accelerated! As he broke through the sound barrier, huge conical shock waves formed behind Durand, forming a series of them, looking extremely spectacular. At the same time, Durand's keen eyes looked down at the battle groups among the mountains below, and the seven-colored light flashed rapidly in his eyes...

Such an arrogant flying method immediately attracted a powerful blockade. Dozens of black dwarves flew to the sky almost at the same time, blocking Durand's way forward.

These black dwarves looked like lifeless puppets, but their aura was quite strong, and their dark skin was shining with metallic light, like solid and short and strong steel lumps blocking Durand.

"It's a dwarf official! And there are a lot of people!" Robert shouted in a low voice.

"Dwarf officer?" This was the first time Durand heard this statement, and his flight speed did not decrease at all. He rushed straight towards the group of dwarfs, and asked in a calm tone, "What is the dwarf officer?"

Robert was frightened by Durand's behavior and said almost subconsciously: "We call the black dwarf who has the demigod-level combat power but has not yet reached the power realm: "Dwarf officer"; dwarfs below the demigod are collectively called "Dwarf soldiers."

"Where is the black dwarf who can do physical realm?" Durand asked, and what appeared in his mind was the figure of the terrifying dwarf in the maze of time and space.

Robert trembled and whispered: "——Call Dwarf General."

During the brief conversation, Durand had already collided with the group of intercepted dwarf officials! In fact, using the word "collision" is not very accurate, because the dwarf officials who made a large number of combat mages helpless were unexpectedly fragile in front of Durand. At this moment, Durand seemed to have turned into a sharp knife, and the team of dwarf officials was a piece of soft cheese, which was stabbed through with one knife!

Robert, who was carried by Durand, felt a long and straight purple sword light flashing in front of his eyes, and it passed by in the air. The next moment, nearly ten dwarf officials fell down stiffly, and Durand had broken through the dwarf officials' blockade without stopping, and his speed of progress was not affected at all!

"...so strong!" Robert opened his mouth, almost stunned.

And this is not the end. Durand flew all the way, without stopping, and killed several groups of black dwarves one after another. The feeling of "chopping dwarves is like chopping watermelons" made Robert feel like he was in a dream, and his mind was filled with unreality.

You know, the most important reason why the black dwarves are powerful and difficult to deal with is that they are particularly resistant to the attack!

The lowest-level dwarf soldiers—that is, those dwarfs whose actual combat power is less than that of the demigods—can resist several attacks from the primary demigods combat mages! The attack power that the combat mages are proud of seems to be no longer invincible when facing the dwarfs' black skin. This is the biggest problem facing Sendro at present, but in front of Durand and his sword, it seems that it is not a problem at all.

"Who is this Lord Durand?"

Robert couldn't help but think of it, and then glanced at the judgment sword in Durand's hand, "Is this sword a magical tool? Well, it's very likely... I don't know who is better than our captain's strength?"

Just as he flew all the way, not long after, Robert suddenly shouted in surprise: "Our combat team! Lord Durand, that's the team I'm in!"

Durand immediately looked at it intently and saw a team of more than fifty combat mages gathered together on a hillside below to form a "disk snake formation" mainly focused on defense. On the outside of the formation, a large number of black dwarves were rushing towards the front crazily. Durand glanced at him and immediately included the number of both sides. The number of black dwarves was actually three times that of this combat mage!

Although the number is completely at a disadvantage, the tactical cooperation of this combat team is very exquisite. The team is divided into three levels: inside and outside. The innermost are the wounded and those who are good at long-range combat spells. The outermost are a group of combat mages who are obviously good at melee fighting. There are a small number of seven or eight people in the middle of the inner and outer layers. They do not fight easily, but focus on the power of insight. Once they see a gap on the outer side, they will immediately pounce on them to overwhelm the powerful attack power of the other people in the team, and repel the dwarves trying to break in and block the gap!

This is the strength of the Sendlow combat mage. The strong individual combat capability is in line with the orderly division of labor and teamwork. Even if the number of people is completely at a disadvantage, they can hold on to the front.

However, Durand only glanced at the offensive and defensive team and stopped looking at it.

Durand's eyes raised slightly and landed in mid-air above the battle group.

——At a low altitude of about two hundred meters, a young combat mage in golden armor was holding a dark red three-fork battle gun, fighting two particularly powerful black dwarves!

The two dwarves had no weapons in their hands, and swung their fists silently, colliding with the guns of the Golden Armored Battle Mage. The battle mage was obviously a powerful person in the body realm. Durand focused his attention and observed for a moment and saw that the energy level of the man was as high as about 75!

The two dwarves joined forces to deal with a powerful energy-body combat mage, and they could still gain the upper hand. The black fist hit the three-fork battle gun and then bounced straight again, as if it would break at any time!

"Are the dwarf generals... and there are two." Durand whispered to himself, his eyes became stern, but his face was still calm, and he asked Robert, "That golden armored man is the captain of your combat team?"

"Um."

"Okay, thank you." Durand nodded and threw Robert, who had not recovered, to Nightwing. "Nightwing, I'll trouble you in the battle on the ground."

Yeyi caught Robert, who had not yet recovered his flying ability, swayed the black knife Yeyi, and asked lightly: "Where are you?"

Durand stared at the two wooden, silent, and powerful dwarf generals, his eyes gradually narrowed. After a moment of silence, he said coldly: "Leave these two black bumps in the sky to me."
Chapter completed!