In Gray Mist Mountain, Velin arrived at the target location.
"Everyone spread out, don't get close to this place." To be safe, Velin checked the sky and immediately issued an order.
Upon hearing this, the others moved away, stopping several hundred meters away.
After an unknown amount of time, fluctuations began to appear before them.
Dazzling, chaotic light materialized out of thin air in the open space. Feeling an unprecedented pressure, Velin retreated several hundred meters further with everyone.
About ten minutes later, space shattered, and a woman in a robe was "spat" out. She was in tatters, landing stably on the ground.
"Master, what is this..." a Silver Knight asked, his face filled with surprise and confusion.
The others looked at Velin, their eyes showing similar bewilderment.
"You just need to remember that this is the future guardian of our territory," Velin replied simply, offering no further explanation.
Approximately fifteen minutes later, the spatial passage gradually vanished.
The next moment, Velin got up from the ground and slowly walked over.
The closer he got to the center, the less he felt the legendary domain he had imagined. He didn't feel any pressure at all, which made Velin doubt.
Unknowingly, Velin had covered several hundred meters and arrived beside the Mage.
Silver hair, a delicate face, and a devilish figure made Velin unable to swallow.
However, upon remembering that the woman before him was a Legendary Mage, his restless heart immediately calmed down.
Afterward, Velin took out a small wooden box from his huái and retrieved a Seven-Colored Life Flower.
He carefully approached the Legendary Mage. A light blue shield appeared and then vanished without a trace.
"It's said that these high-level mages all cast a detection magic shield on themselves. If I had had any improper thoughts just now..."
Velin, thinking of himself turning into a pile of ash, quickly shook his head and self-hypnotized, "I'm here to save someone."
Next, the light blue magic shield did not reappear. Velin brought the Seven-Colored Life Flower to the Mage's lips. In the next moment, it turned into a light green liquid and entered the Mage's body.
After another unknown period, Velin sat idly to the side, waiting for the Legendary Mage to wake up.
Just then, a Knight Squire appeared before them.
Velin turned to look. It was someone left behind at the camp. He felt a sense of foreboding.
"Master, Lord Raimondo sent me to report that a large number of gnolls are heading this way, over three hundred of them," the Knight Squire reported breathlessly as he approached Velin.
"What?"
The Silver Knight beside him stood up abruptly, exclaiming in terror.
The others drew their weapons and gathered around, looking at their master with worried expressions.
With dozens of gnolls, they could handle them easily, but over three hundred gnolls were definitely a big problem.
"Calm down, let me think," Velin said calmly, beginning to consider a strategy.
The gnolls coming from within the province were definitely the monster coalition in retreat. There might be many Silver-level monsters among them. The urgent task was to avoid their sharp edge and preserve their strength as much as possible.
"Notify Raimondo to abandon other supplies, take the horses and necessary rations, and retreat in our direction."
"Yes, Master."
The Knight Squire did not linger and returned as quickly as possible.
At the same time, the gnolls, only two to three kilometers away from the Gray Mist Mountain camp, had already discovered Raimondo's group.
Rogus, with one arm, rode behind a large gnoll, his expression gradually turning grim.
"Did you see clearly? There's a human camp ahead."
"Leader, there are many humans ahead, and the flags they are flying are the same as those used by that human outpost."
Hearing this, Rogus abandoned the idea of taking a detour, his expression turning ferocious.
"Full speed ahead, I want to collect some interest."
"Yes."
Hundreds of gnolls suddenly accelerated, heading towards the camp.
Inside the camp, Raimondo, having received Velin's order, immediately commanded, "Abandon this place, take the Azure Purple Horses, and retreat with me."
The eight Knight Squires, who were setting up defensive fortifications, heard the order and immediately dropped the wood and stones in their hands. They took the necessary rations, mounted the Azure Purple Horses, and followed Raimondo into the mountains of Gray Mist Mountain.
In just ten minutes, hundreds of gnolls, who had emerged from the wilderness, arrived at the camp.
Instantly, the unfinished defensive fortifications were destroyed by the gnolls, and the tents were torn apart.
Rogus looked at the empty camp. Rage made him lose his reason, and he roared at his subordinates, "Where are those humans?"
"Leader, they ran that way," a gnoll with a keen sense of smell replied quickly after sniffing the air.
"Chase them! I'm going to eat them alive."
Looking at his severed arm, Rogus once again gave the order to pursue.
The other brainless gnolls chose to follow, heading towards Gray Mist Mountain.
With their limited intellect, they reasoned that with hundreds of their own against just over a dozen enemies, there was no way they could lose.
Within Gray Mist Mountain, Velin breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Raimondo arrive, fearing the message wouldn't reach him in time and he'd be held up by those gnolls.
"My lord, those gnolls are right behind us and will arrive before long."
"Prepare for battle. Those gnolls are likely targeting us," Velin stood up, looking at the numerous silhouettes appearing in the distance, and commanded loudly.
Just as everyone was actively preparing for battle, a fluctuation appeared on the fingers of the Legendary Mage, showing signs of awakening.
Ten minutes later, hundreds of gnolls surrounded Velin and his group. Each gnoll stared ferociously at the humans, brandishing their weapons and awaiting their leader's command.
Velin drew his Knight Longsword from his horse's back, preparing for battle.
To survive this situation, they had to first kill the enemy leader, throwing them into disarray, to have any chance of escaping.
Of course, if the Legendary Mage were to awaken at this moment, the current situation would be easily resolved.
At this moment, the gnolls opposite them split into two lines. A gnoll with a severed arm rode on the back of a large gnoll and slowly rode forward.
Upon seeing the opponent, Velin's gaze became serious.
"Hahaha, this must be my god's favor, bestowing upon me the chance for revenge," Rogus's face turned manic as he roared loudly, "I will tear you to shreds, salt you, and savor you slowly."
Hearing the opponent speak in the common tongue, Velin gripped his Knight Longsword, waiting for the opportune moment.
With seven Silver Knights on their side, they weren't without a chance to forcefully kill the enemy leader, but these twelve Knight Squires would definitely be unable to assist.
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