Chapter 285: Run After Pretending, It's Really Exciting
Dakar and its people have been entrenched in this foggy swamp for thousands of years.
The name Dakar is the name given to the strongest misty panther by the hunters of the Hidden Passage and High Mountain tribes.
But in fact, this name has been passed down for many generations, and the Dakar that is now trapped is no longer the one that originally caused the Eagle Spear to disappear.
Although each generation of Dakar has considerable strength, after all, they are just short-lived monsters and do not have unlimited lifespan.
"Bang!"
When Vereesa's arrow was shot, the contemporary Dakar finally broke free from the shackles of the ice and realized that it had been ambushed.
"Bah!"
The powerful and heavy arrow grazed the fur on Dakar's abdomen and shot into the ground. The pained black panther nimbly escaped from the place and hid in the thick fog again.
Vereesa was not in a hurry, but Ulan was quite sorry for this.
"Damn! Just a little bit."
"Don't worry."
Vereesa knelt down and saw a streak of light red warmth in her thermal imaging field of vision.
"It's injured, come with me!"
Blood that has just left the body will inevitably contain some warmth, but it will quickly cool down over time.
Following the warm blood, Vereesa and the others successfully tracked the Misty Black Panther's lair.
"Woo..."
Judging from the slightly whimpering sound, the injured Dakar should be licking his wounds in his lair.
Vereesa took a deep breath, took out the flare from the space package and said solemnly: "The time for the decisive battle has arrived. Act according to the plan."
Valeela nodded silently, and disappeared into the thick fog the next second.
Ulan, whose whole body was covered with swamp mud, walked quietly to the door of the cave.
The cold sludge conceals the body temperature, and the unpleasant sludge odor prevents Dakar from smelling any unnecessary odor.
Until Ulan set up the trap and returned to Vereesa, Dakar, who was still recuperating, didn't notice anything unusual.
Xiao Wujing, who was held in Vereesa's arms, cupped her chest and looked at her new master with pitiful eyes.
Vereesa gently touched the little black panther's head, and used the soul link to comfort her softly: "I will try my best to keep it alive, but... once the battle starts, I can't tell what will happen in the process.
Accident."
Putting the little black panther, who still had little fighting ability, back into her arms, Vereesa's expression gradually turned cold.
After confirming that both companions were in position, Vereesa bent her bow and nocked an arrow, and accurately shot the flare tied to the arrow in front of the door of Dakar's lair.
"Da~"
The slight movement aroused Dakar's alert, and the sudden burst of light from the flares flashed snow-white before its eyes, which had long been accustomed to darkness.
Losing the thermal imaging field of view, Dakar escaped from the nest in panic, and inadvertently triggered the trap set by Ulan.
"Ouch!"
Countless venomous snakes rushed out of the trap basket, biting Dakar's limbs with their large mouths, causing the misty black panther to scream in pain and panic.
"Do it!"
Following Vereesa's order, Valeela flashed behind Dakar using Shadow Step without any warning.
Although unable to see, Dakar still sensed something strange behind him through his keen hearing developed in the thick fog. The leopard's tail, like a steel whip, swung towards Valeera, who was holding two daggers.
In terms of strength, Valila was far from a match in Dakar, and was easily deflected by the leopard's tail.
But when the double daggers brushed against Dakar's tail, the poison smeared on the daggers took the opportunity to mix into the wound cut by the daggers.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Vereesa and Ulan shot at the same time, hitting Dakar's neck and abdomen with two arrows.
Dakar, who was so annoyed by the poisonous snake, finally jumped away from where he was, and his eyesight began to gradually recover.
After struggling to hold on for a while under the siege of the three men, the toxin injected into Dakar's body began to take effect. Its originally powerful limbs gradually became weak, and its steps staggered a bit.
After barely escaping another round of long-range shots from the enemy, Dakar, who was suffering from poisonous effects, could no longer move freely. Valeera hit the already dizzy back of the head with the handle of a knife, and finally fell down unwillingly.
"Here, search quickly!"
The whole battle seemed to go smoothly, but in fact the three of them had been preparing for this ambush for nearly a week, in order to end the battle as soon as possible before Kvaldir heard the news and came.
Vereesa opened her bow and aimed at the dense fog behind her. Without hesitation, she quickly drew the bow and fired a bunch of arrows. Soon, screams could be heard in the fog.
"Ulan!"
"Leave it to me!"
The majestic Wulan ran to the unconscious Dakar in a few steps and carried the heavy black panther on his shoulders with one hand.
When the remaining dozen or so Kvaldir rushed to the place where the battle took place, cursing and braving the hail of arrows, the scene was already deserted.
"Damn it! Chase! We must find the invasion..."
Before the leader Kvaldir could finish his harsh words, he felt a stinging pain in his vest.
Theoretically, Kvaldir, who is undead, cannot be completely killed by physical attacks.
But this pain does not only come from the body, but also affects the soul.
"Uh-huh!"
Falling to the ground in pain, the Kvaldir captain turned around with difficulty.
A small sharp stone pillar covered with gray energy was still floating in the air, seeming to be some kind of pre-set killer trap.
"Notify...Hela immediately..."
After forcing himself to say the last part, Captain Kvaldir was so shaken that he lost his mind on the spot, leaving only a pile of smelly water plants on the spot.
…
Ever since Sharlayan told Emeril about his conjecture, the leader of the Secret Path has always looked troubled lately.
The original intention of establishing the Secret Passage was to prevent and deal with the Burning Legion. Now that he learned that demons might have sneaked into Highmountain, Emeril didn't sleep well for several days.
She has issued a call to elite members around the world through secret channels, hoping that they can take time to come to the Broken Islands to perform tasks.
With Emeril paying full attention to this matter, Sarlayan got a short rest and still maintained his rhythm and tempered his ability.
In the morning, I practiced anger control. In the afternoon, I studied the balance between death and death. In the evening, I chatted with Stellagosa, discussed the future of the dragon clan, told about the past evil deeds of the Burning Legion, and explored the many crises hidden in the darkness of Azeroth.
Growing up in the Broken Isles, Stellagosa's understanding of the outside world came from the stories told by her grandfather, Senegos.
When she first met Sharlayan, she had preconceived notions that this man, like most of his dragon compatriots, was the kind of person whose body moved faster than his brain.
But after getting along for a period of time, Stellagosa was surprised to find that Sharlayan was actually very knowledgeable and knew more about the past legends of Azeroth than Senegos.
Through Sharlayan's narration, Stellagosa developed a strong curiosity about the world outside the Broken Isles.
Not only the relatively mature-minded Stellagosa, but also the lively little Tina who lay on Sarlayan's head like a baby, hoping that he would take her to experience those fascinating adventures.
Sharlayan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "It doesn't matter what I said about this matter. You should first find a way to convince Senegos."
If he only operated in the Broken Islands, Senegos, who was gradually recovering his strength, would be sure to rush to the scene as soon as Tina and Little Star were in danger, and crush those who dared to bully his precious granddaughter.
But if the scope of activities is extended to the entire Azeroth...
Even someone as powerful as Senegos can't guarantee that he will be able to rush to the scene immediately. After all, there are too many mysterious areas in this world, and many secret realms can isolate remote transmission.
Stellagosa grabbed the coquettish and rolling Tina from Sharlayan's head.
"Stop making trouble, just like Sarlayan said, you should think about how to persuade your grandfather to let him go."
Valeela and Vereesa had been away for nearly half a month, and Sarlayan, who was in seclusion, became more and more comfortable in controlling his anger.
However, there has been no progress in research on the balance between life and death.
The barrage speculates that the druid level of Sarlayan is too low, and the more core issues cannot be touched upon at this stage.
In desperation, Sarlayan could only put his research on hold temporarily and prepare to study the druid's power of nature in depth.
In this environment of working hard during the day and telling stories at night, Emeril's summons finally received a response from the first member.
When this member of the Secret Path who took a shortcut climbed to Eagle Claw Peak, Sarlayan, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain meditating, had just finished training and opened his eyes.
"Um?"
"Well?"
The two people who happened to meet each other had a look of astonishment on their faces at the same time.