With both feet on the back of the head of the pseudo-dragon, Gorinich flew at high speed in the air. The high-altitude sand and gravel particles crackled on the armor. Fried looked forward with half-squinted eyes.
There was a cumulus cloud ahead, and Gorinich rushed into the clouds and flew to a higher place. It was not long after it was surrendered by the man on its head, but it knew that this man was already its master, even though...
Flying out from above the clouds, the bright and clear stars and moon came into view. Below were milk bubbles and cotton candy-shaped clouds. Without the haze of sand and stone, everything became pleasing to the eye.
Gorinich wanted to tease his master, so he sprinted upwards quickly, and then suddenly left his feet. Seeing that his master was about to fall into the clouds, Gorinich's eyes were full of cunning and ridicule, as if he was waiting.
The master yelled and called to him. But Fried only coughed without losing his authority. Gorinich was so frightened that he suddenly jumped up and flew away, gently and carefully picking up the wind.
Put the master on his back again.
The time reached twelve o'clock in such a long and somewhat interesting process. There is not only one pass on the border between Midgard and the Storm Kingdom, there are them on both sides, but the most important one is the Pony Pass where Warro is currently stationed.
. Strangely speaking, since Volo seized the pass, although there were often scouts suspected of seeking intelligence, they did not wait for the Storm Nation's counterattack.
Fried flew straight over the pass without going to see the Black Knight Volo. He looked down from the sky and saw a position about 400-600 meters above the pass. There were some comparisons related to the wind element in the air.
Simple magic restrictions. These restrictions can prevent aerial sneak attacks and can also provide early warning, but they need to be strengthened and supplemented at regular intervals, which is a very troublesome matter. Some generals in the army do not pay much attention to these details, but Volo does.
Very careful. Fried nodded approvingly at this caution.
The Xiaoma Mountain mentioned in the letter is not far south of the pass. Fried, who knew the names of key places on the battle map by heart, knew the exact location agreed upon the first moment he saw the letter.
Xiaoma Mountain has nothing to do with horses, nor is it small. Strictly speaking, it is not a naturally formed mountain. Instead, it is a mountain that gradually evolved from the ground uplift caused by an ancient battle. Therefore, it is incompatible with the surrounding gentler terrain and looks more like a mountain.
It is a monster that grows in the middle of a plain and a hill. It is a solitary peak that stands out from the crowd.
When flying over the lonely peak, Fried jumped down and landed on a protruding spot on the cliff to the west of the lonely peak. The pseudo-dragon Gorinich caught him on the top of the mountain, causing the gravel and old wood to roll down.
, and then flew to the foot of the mountain peak again.
Freed stood in front of the cliff and looked around. The mountain was not small. He was sure that the person who asked him would meet him here, because this cliff was the only place that could be found at a glance.
Suddenly, a vague figure in the darkness approached him at a very fast speed, appearing and disappearing. The figure seemed to have a weapon in his hand. Without saying a word, Fried raised his sword and struck, but there was no sound of attack.
Suddenly came from the back of his head. The sword he raised in his right hand changed his moves and turned to strike back. Unexpectedly, the figure in front of him was in a trance and the attacking force turned from his eyes to his left. Fried's left hand was already ready, and he was attacking.
The accumulated power is unleashed quickly and violently.
With a bang, the two palms struck each other, and the person facing the palm suddenly appeared and disappeared, flew back and disappeared. After more than ten seconds, a cold and sharp voice came: "Fried, how dare you
You are so brave when you come to an appointment."
As he spoke, a man walked towards us from the path under the cliff. This man disappeared and reappeared with each step. The distance between where he disappeared and where he took the next step was exactly the same as Fried's.
There was a slight discrepancy in the prediction, which made Fried frown slightly.
When the visitor stopped 5 meters away, his figure finally no longer alternated between light and dark. The man wore purple-black attire, with a cold steel-colored face as inhuman as a zombie, and half-black and half-white hair.
The shape of the flame stood vertically, its pupils glowed coldly in the darkness, and the hand wearing black silk gloves skillfully played with a sharp short bloody thorn.
"You are really brave if you dare to come out to see me!" Fried really didn't expect that the person who asked him to meet here would be the famous minister in charge of the Storm Kingdom, nicknamed 'The Devil' - Husband
Ge. Not to mention that their armies have fought against each other many times on the battlefield, and there is also the hatred of the Lord of the Storm Kingdom for killing the envoy he sent last time.
In terms of stature, Fu Ge was much shorter than Fried. Facing such a tall and powerful man, Fu Ge behaved very cautiously, seemingly all the time.
While playing with the bloody thorn in his hand, a pair of eyes kept wandering around Fried's body. He slowly said: "Accepting the sword I gave back and coming here alone shows that the general has felt my sincere kindness.
"
Fried held the 'Boiling Demon's Iron' in front of him and said coldly: "One thing is another, Fried will not have the lives of his subordinates to exchange for this weapon. Our hatred is still there! Can we?"
Let me listen to you quietly here, which is the value you get in exchange for this weapon!"
Fu Ge immediately applauded: "Well said, well said - well - listen!"
This neither yin nor yang sentence immediately caused anger to appear on Fried's face.
Fu Ge hurriedly said: "General, don't be angry. I just have a bad mouth and I can't control myself." As he said this, he slapped himself twice in the mouth. Then he continued: "General, since he feels that I am not sincere enough.
, then I have to offer my sincerity again." He clapped his hands twice, and after a while, three people walked out from the darkness of the cliff path behind him, one of them was Mad Shark Sarver!
"Marshal..." Sarver walked over a few steps faster. He was slightly injured, but his condition was relatively good. The superficial injuries were treated and his movements were not restricted.
"Safer! Are you okay?" Fried asked.
Safo said: "I have nothing to do. It was the people in charge of the minister who saved me and treated my injuries."
Freed looked at the two men who brought Saffron.
Safo shook his head and said: "It's not these two, it's a woman."
"Hehehehe..." Fu Ge smiled, and his smile always gave people a sinister feeling: "General Marshal, now do you feel my most sincere goodwill? If it is not enough, I am willing to kneel down and express my gratitude to you."
Apologize to your subordinates who died in vain." He took two steps back, knelt down on one knee, and lowered his head.
Freed looked thoughtfully at the man who lowered his head. It was rumored that the actual person in charge of the Storm Kingdom, the Lord of the Storm Kingdom, and the person whom the Deputy Lord trusted so much, could kneel down and apologize to him so easily? He felt incredible, feeling
It was not easy to see this person, and I even smelled a hint of danger in this person!
The two subordinates brought by Safo and Fuge were also stunned. They did not expect that this man would suddenly do such a thing.
Fried gently stroked the sword body of the 'Boiling Demonic Iron', thinking rapidly in his mind, but his face remained calm and he said calmly: "Then I am very curious. Mr. Fuge suddenly released such a large sword.
What is the purpose of goodwill?"
Fu Ge slowly stood up with a peaceful smile, dusted his knees and said, "Just one purpose, 'Thor God'!"