The screams made Zimu and others stop and turn around.
Although the sound had been distorted, they still recognized that it was the cry of their companions.
Being attacked?
Several guards immediately moved a few steps in the direction of the scream, but they quickly stopped because Zumu didn't move.
"Your Highness?!"
Zimu lowered his head slightly, falling into a state of hesitation.
In his heart, the life and death of a guard is not important. Not only is it not as important as the rebel dragon tribe they are tracking, it is not even as important as his training itself. As a prince of the Hall Star, only a great master can
Let him make some degree of compromise.
Now that the guard is definitely under attack, should we go back to save him? Or should we continue to track the rebel dragon clan who are already close at hand? Zimu is not a fool, and naturally he will not say in public that the life or death of the guard is not important, but he needs to
Find a reason to convince others.
"The sound should be carried very far, and the captain of the guard should be able to hear it." Zimu said while looking at everyone.
The expressions of the other guards immediately turned ugly, as they heard what His Highness meant.
Zimu saw the expressions of several guards and felt a little regretful. He came to the novice hunting ground this time just to make a name for himself. If there were bad remarks about him after he returned, that would not be what he wanted to see. Instead,
In the past, he wouldn't worry so much and just give orders directly, but now, fame, fame, and fame are the most important to him, followed by the extremely valuable dragon rebel clan.
The confidant knew what his master was thinking by observing Zimu's expression, and immediately said to the side, "Your Highness, how about this? Leave two people with us to catch the rebel dragon tribe, and the others will go over there to see what's going on.
That’s what happened. By the way, we also found the captain of the guard and asked him to come over and meet us.”
This is a very compromise plan, but it is not the best plan, but both the guards and Zimu himself can accept it.
"Okay, let's do this. See the captain of the guard and report the information here to him. Also, injuries are inevitable when you go hunting, but I will be responsible for the treatment expenses of the brothers this time."
Hearing what Tsumugi said, the expressions on the faces of the several guards softened. They bowed slightly and thanked them, leaving the two of them behind. The others immediately ran in the direction of the screams.
Zimu looked at it and then withdrew his gaze, leading the people to chase the white shadow that was already very close.
At this moment, he still didn't know how wrong the choice he made was due to the inertia of thinking brought about by the class differences within the race.
The three guards shuttled quickly through the dense forest, and any blind mutant animals or plants that stood in front of them would be chopped open by their swords.
The relationship between the six of them is very good. They spend at least half of the year training together, enduring hardships and sweating together, studying and training together, and even eating and living together. They have a tacit understanding with each other, which is why the six of them
Although they have not reached the realm of great masters, the reason why they can fight against great masters together is that
Now the life or death of a good brother is uncertain, how can they not be anxious?
After running at high speed for a while, the three people faintly saw a human-shaped object lying in the bushes not far away.
It's Sheppy!
A guard softly called his companion's nickname, and the three of them separated in a tacit understanding, forming a semi-arc with a distance between them and approaching the place where their companion was lying.
Although they were thinking about their companions, their good combat qualities made them aware that there was likely to be danger around them.
As they got closer, the three people's eyes were filled with tears.
The companion lying there had obviously lost his life, and died in a terrible state. Not only had one of his legs cut off, but there was also a horrific fatal wound on his neck. When the weapon penetrated there, it exploded with energy, forming a terrifying
The blood hole was no longer bleeding, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a while.
From the time they separated from each other to the screams, and combined with their current position, the three of them had a bad premonition in their hearts, because this meant that their companions were killed in a very short time after being attacked here and screaming.
.
The three people looked at each other from a short distance away, but none of them found any danger nearby. They left one person to guard the place, and the other two slowly approached the corpse. After a brief inspection, some of them could not be sure to kill.
Are our companions people from all races in the universe, or are they mutant creatures living here?
If they are people from all races in the universe, why don't they take away the equipment from their companions? There is a Hong Ning-class one, and the space equipment is also untouched.
But if it’s not people from all races in the universe but mutant life, which species is it? Within the sphere of influence of this flying life, all mutant life on the ground has been basically killed. What kind of super-level nine existence will occupy it?
Is this a territory?
After thinking about it for a while, a few people didn't have any clues, so they stopped thinking. Instead, one person picked up the body and continued chasing in the direction of the captain of the guard.
But just after walking more than ten steps, the guard holding the body suddenly let out a cry, threw the body out, and shouted at the same time, "Poison!"
The other two people immediately turned around and saw that their companion's hands had turned blue and purple, and even their faces had a grayish aura. It was obvious that they had been poisoned, or a strange poison.
The two people immediately moved towards their companions while taking medicine from the space equipment.
These are the necessary items when they go out to perform tasks. Although the poison is strong, as long as they take the antidote, they should be able to protect their lives. Even if it cannot be detoxified, it will be enough to allow the poisoned person to return to the clan. At that time, it will always be
A way to detoxify can be found.
But the second thing happened that they didn't expect.
The corpse landed on the ground with a thud and exploded. An unknown number of fine metal needles exploded from it, covering the entire surrounding area.
The three guards were unaware for a moment and were all attacked.
The poisoned guard was closest to the corpse and suffered the most metal needle attacks. He was caught off guard and was riddled with holes with almost no protection, and died immediately.
The other two guards were a little further away and responded, but there were too many metal needles and they were shot many times and were seriously injured in an instant.
How can we just talk about the power of stacked bows casually?!
The sound of footsteps came from the front. Two seriously injured guards barely stood, stuffing healing potion into their mouths and holding weapons, waiting for the despicable person to appear.
They were sure that this must be a trap set by all the races in the universe, but they swallowed up all these simple conspiracies.
Ye Zhongming staggered over, smiled when he saw everything that happened here, and then threw something in his hand in front of the two still alive guards.
"Ah! Captain of the Guard!"
It was a head, the head of the captain of the guard.
The two seriously injured guards saw the leader's head and were so distracted that they did not notice a mechanical war beast leaping out from behind them.
Ye Zhongming looked away. This place was no longer worthy of his attention, because the battle would be over soon.