When Lu Bin saw the news, his face suddenly became serious and he asked aloud.
A few seconds later, a player replied in the group.
"I'm following Viscount Lassen. The coordinates of the Red Maple City version of the map are roughly (466.1691,945.6198)."
"Okay, I'll come over now. I won't care about anything else. Everyone gathers at the (466.1691, 945.6198) coordinate point."
"yes!"
"yes!"
One after another, the glider teams in the sky began to change directions and flew towards the given coordinates in unison.
In Viscount Lassen's motorcade, the old butler glanced at the increasing number of black shadows hovering in the sky, without any expression on his face.
The glider is extremely fast when it can control the airflow. It first raises its altitude crazily, and then exchanges altitude for speed. As it dives, its speed continues to increase, and they gather together in the blink of an eye.
"What's Viscount Lassen's situation now?"
The player next to Lu Bin glanced at this.
"Hanging next to the convoy, neither moving away nor approaching."
"He doesn't know we've discovered him yet, does he?"
"I didn't notice it. The person following me didn't use magic the whole time, and I didn't use magic during observation. He couldn't have discovered it."
While he was speaking, the man following him silently stood up on stilts, took out the telescopic telescope on his waist, and glanced in one direction.
Once he was sure that Larson and his party were still there, he immediately looked away.
"Be careful not to look at it for too long. The intuition of these soldiers is indescribable. Many times they feel that they have not been discovered, but they can have some sense. It is outrageous."
Lu Bin obviously had a story, and reminded him with some resentment.
"Well, they all know this. Viscount Lassen is hiding in the bushes over there, motionless. I don't know what the method is. It seems that the aura of a group of people has merged with the bushes. If it hadn't been at the beginning
Just stare."
Lu Bin shook his head when he heard this.
"These people have been nobles for so long, and they must have hidden a lot of treasures. It is normal for them to hide them.
I'm worried now. Viscount Lassen is hanging near and far away all the time. It must be because the distance is not far away. If he has any problems, the knight team can immediately support him, and at the same time, the target will not be easily discovered because the target is too big.
But now..."
Lu Bin freed up a hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
"I'm worried now that if we wipe out this big team, Viscount Lassen will be scared away.
It's okay to run normally. Running on the ground won't get rid of us.
But I'm worried that he has some weird stuff that can make him disappear in a flash, what if he has a teleportation spell in his hand?"
The player next to him also became slightly silent, and after pondering for a moment, he said.
“Actually, it’s of little use if we worry so much, we can only do our best.
It’s best if you can catch it, but if you really can’t catch it, there’s nothing you can do about it.”
"Yes, I'm asking the president for instructions."
Lu Bin nodded and continued to hover in the sky with a group of hang gliders.
"The president is already on the way, I told him about the situation.
Ignore the large team later and go directly to capture Viscount Lassen. It seems that everyone else has spread out, using their mental power to capture suspicious fluctuations. Passing by will leave traces. Any spell will cause elemental fluctuations.
The same goes for space spells. Once you catch a suspicious fluctuation, you are always ready to run long distances to chase and kill!"
"yes!"
When everyone heard that the president was coming, their morale suddenly shook. Some people continued to circle, while others spread out and found their own mission areas to circle. They stretched their mental power to the limit, and the ends of their mental power shrouded the environment, capturing
All small fluctuations.
A large dragnet slowly unfolded, but Viscount Lassen still stayed in place, glancing up from time to time, with a bit of hatred in his eyes when he saw the hovering black figures.
And at this moment, he suddenly saw the hovering black shadow spread instantly and fly in all directions.
"Give up?"
Just when this doubt arose in Viscount Larsen's mind, his eyelids suddenly jumped, and a strong sense of crisis lingered throughout his body. A huge pressure came from the top of his head. Viscount Larsen subconsciously raised his head and looked up.
A huge round-headed bird swooped down toward him like a falling meteor, with a person standing on its back.
The huge wind pressure caused the fat on Viscount Larson's face to tremble, and all the bushes nearby fell to the ground, exposing him.
Viscount Larson's hand hidden behind his back was about to squeeze in an instant.
He has always held the rare four-ring space spell scroll Random Teleportation in his hand and never put it down. As long as he pinches it gently, the spell hidden inside will be activated, and the space element will instantly wrap it up and teleport it to
Any corner within ten miles, in the sky and on the ground, front, back, left, and right, any place where there is a teleportation space and the teleportation conditions are met.
But just when he was about to squeeze it, he only felt a roar in his mind, his mind was buzzing, his consciousness was dazed, and his whole body was stunned, and then, a ray of magic light fell.
Thick stone skin suddenly appeared on the surface of Viscount Lassen's body, providing strong defense.
The stone skin is getting thicker and thicker, and the defense power is getting stronger and stronger. As the thickness of the stone skin reaches the limit, each piece of stone skin is five to six centimeters thick, and when stuck together, the defense power reaches the limit, and Viscount Lassen can no longer
Can't move anymore.
The Winged Sky Beast forcibly changed its direction, its belly scratched across the ground, and hit several other warriors. After plowing out a long groove, it rushed into the sky again, and Mo Lan, who had flashed to the ground, bent down and gently picked up Lassen.
The viscount held the spell scroll in his hand and smiled.
"I was worried that you were hiding your strength and pretending to be a good person. Enjoying such good resources, you might be an elite warrior like Count Hongfeng. But I didn't expect that you were a real good person. You were really just a three-year-old.
Class warrior."
Mo Lan said while taking off all the things from Viscount Lassen's body.
"Third-level warrior, don't fight back in front of me. You don't even have a chance to run."
Mo Lan opened the package on Viscount Lassen's back and looked at a dozen thick white papers with gold edges inside. Looking at the densely packed graphics, nodes, and data on it, after briefly flipping through it, Mo Lan determined that it was nearly the size of more than sixty newspapers.
All the records on the paper contain the same content, or the same spell.
Mo Lan sent a message to recall Lu Bin and others, and after handing over Viscount Lassen to Lu Bin's control, Mo Lan began to flip through the dozen precious gold-edged white papers.
It takes more than sixty newspapers to express the spell model clearly, and a piece of paper is densely packed with data, content, and graphics to express more than a dozen spell nodes.
Even so, with more than sixty pieces of paper, this spell model also has at least six to seven hundred spell nodes. Looking at the words that occasionally appeared, Mo Lan had a look of shock on his face.
