Just when Kuya had just appeared in the giant form in the river, at the junction of the lower reaches of the river and the Zuraka River, two evil contracters were monitoring the movements on the river in the rainforest on both sides of the river.
They know that the frontline troops at the rainforest border will send a reinforcement force over the next two days. This force is very important for the current explosive situation at the Kurast seaport.
A few days ago, the legendary bosses in the city had just kicked out a legendary professional assassin who came to spy on intelligence. They suspected that this would be the beginning of the professional battle to regain the Kurast harbor.
Therefore, the big bosses in the city also issued a death order, asking them, the unlucky ones at the bottom, to monitor this tributary day and night. They were afraid that getting too close to the upper reaches of the tributary would have any adverse effects on the battlefield at the border of the rainforest. In addition, with the lack of manpower
It is also seriously inadequate. The sentries of the Evil Contractors were deployed all the way to the middle reaches of this tributary and then stopped.
The outpost where these two evil conspirators are located is the last outpost before this tributary joins the Zuraka River.
In fact, according to both of them, the setting up of this sentry post is simply unnecessary.
Because there are dozens of various types of outposts in front of them monitoring the river. There are even legendary strongmen and high-level evil contracters among these outposts. In addition, coupled with the group of winged demons patrolling in the sky, there are such large reinforcements.
How could the fleet escape their eyes?
Putting the two of them in this damn place was just some damn squad leader's personal revenge!
Wasn't it because he didn't agree to exchange the golden equipment with him before? As for cheating his two brothers like this?
A level 44 Assassin with the Evil Contract stretched out boredly in the sentry made of weeds and leaves, wiping his face with an impatient expression.
Why does this damned place like rain so much?
This is already the third rain in the past few days!
And even if it starts to rain, the air is still stuffy and there is no fresh feeling at all...
The assassin shook his somewhat groggy head, climbed up from under the leaves, glanced at his sleeping brother beside him, sighed softly, and then walked to the river bank to prepare for a good drink of water.
Just when he was about to take off his pants and start whistling, something suddenly seemed to float in front of him in the rain and mist on the river.
Originally, the assassin didn't pay much attention to it. Both sides of the river were covered with large virgin forests. It was normal for logs and driftwood to float across the river from time to time.
But when he finished draining the water and pulled up his trousers, and was about to go back to the guard post, an inadvertent glance at the river made him instantly fall asleep.
He saw half a sheep-headed demon lying on a piece of burnt driftwood. What nailed it firmly to the black log was a very strange-looking short spear!
"This... my God! Brother! Brother! Get up! Something big has happened!" The assassin stared for a while, and after confirming that what he saw was not an illusion, he quickly opened his mouth and shouted loudly, and then took out the inventory
He swallowed his saliva and took aim, then threw the hook out and accurately hooked it on the log.
The assassin's younger brother, a druid, was awakened by the assassin's shout. He rubbed his eyes and crawled out of the shack with a look of sleeplessness on his face.
"What are you doing! It's raining so heavily. Why are you yelling outside instead of staying inside?"
"Come here and take a look! This...this is something big!" My brother's voice was trembling. He had already pulled the charred log that the hook had caught back to the shore. At this time, he pointed with a pale face.
He showed his brother the half-parted body of the goat-headed devil that was nailed to the log.
"What...this! Sheep...sheep-headed demon?! Judging from the appearance of this corpse, it seems like it's still a clone?!"
The Druid brother came over impatiently at first, but as soon as he placed his eyes on the half of the body, he immediately opened his eyes to the limit. When he thought of the meaning of the thing they found, he suddenly lost all sleep.
"The reinforcement fleet was ambushed? But how is this possible? The monsters in the rainforest are our eyes and sentries. How did they get past without being noticed?"
"Don't worry about these for now, these are not what we should think about! Use your crow to contact several sentries upstream immediately and tell them all the information we have discovered!"
The assassin watched with twitching eyes as the body of the sheep-headed demon clone slowly disappeared from the edge, and turned back to interrupt his brother's speculation.
Once the projected corpse starts to disappear, it will do so very quickly. It can only be the corpse of the monster clone that slowly disappears like this!
"Uh...ah oh! Okay! I understand!" The druid immediately summoned a crow and let it see the corpse clearly. Then he whispered a few words into the crow's ear, and then
Grab a handful of dried fruits from the inventory.
After the crow pecked at the dried fruit, it immediately spread its wings and soared into the sky, and soon disappeared in the rain curtain over the jungle.
The druid's crow is a mutated summoned object. Although it has no enhanced combat effectiveness, it can project what it sees into the eyes of others intact.
However, this ghost has become very difficult to take care of since it mutated. Not only does it have to be given a favor every time it goes to report, but it also refuses to do reconnaissance on rainy days.
No way, who told him to mutate a single crow instead of the entire skill?
Low-level evil consorts like them should be satisfied with just one mutated creature, isn't it just a bit of dried fruit?
It’s nothing to offer as a treasure!
Watching the crow reporting the news, the two brothers quietly breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other, and then moved their eyes together to the strange short spear that nailed the sheep-headed demon to the log.
They have never seen this kind of thing. The general equipment throwing spears throw out shadows that are materialized energy. This kind of shadows are no different from ordinary throwing spears in other aspects, but the problem is that they will last for a period of time.
After a while, it turns back into energy and disappears.
But the throwing spear in front of them showed no signs of disappearing. It was obvious that this was not professional equipment, but a real thing.
But a non-equipment throwing spear can actually nail a clone-level demon to a log?
Is this thing some kind of artifact?
The two brothers looked at each other again, and both saw deep greed in each other's eyes...
Not to mention how the two funny brothers of the evil contract were fighting over the spear hunter's short spear as a treasure, when the druid's crow brought the information that the body of the sheep-headed demon was found on the river to another sentry post upstream of the river.
After that, it immediately attracted the attention of a high-level evil contracter in charge of this post.
He quickly made a letter with his own hands, and also used the druid's crow skill to deliver the letter to a sentry at the front that was manned by a legendary strongman.
The legendary evil contractor responsible for monitoring the uppermost area is Fire Law Laurie. Since this woman betrayed her teammates several times in battle and ran away, Mephisto sent her directly to the upper reaches of the river to be responsible for receiving the troops sent from the front line.
Returning reinforcements.
The demon told Laurie that if she messed up this time, no matter what kind of family power this woman had in Xiansai, it would definitely throw her directly to the front line of the second world to be used as cannon fodder!
Of course Laurie did not dare to be careless after being severely warned. She waited by the river almost every day, eager to see the news of the reinforcement fleet. As a result, before the reinforcement fleet arrived, she waited for the news from the rear.
News that the fleet may have been attacked.
This news frightened Laurie so much that a layer of cold sweat broke out on her bald head. She quickly sent out the Winged Demon troops to investigate from the middle reaches of the river to the upper reaches. She also immediately began to gather manpower to prepare for reinforcements as soon as the information arrived.
At the same time, the female fire mage could not help but pray in her heart. She hoped that the escort team of the reinforcements would hold on longer no matter what, so that she might still have time to rescue...