Not long after, a silver-gray triangular fighter jet hovered like a ghost above a small town occupied by monsters.
"Based on the intelligence analysis of his escape route and range, there's a high probability he'll appear here." Chen Daolin sat in the pilot's seat, his deep eyes fixed on the screen.
When assigning the groups, he had already considered the target's strength. Aside from himself, each group was evenly matched. Deputy Captain Ma Jian was the strongest member of his team besides Chen Daolin himself, while Jim's survival ability was also outstanding among mid-level Warlords. The other group had a high-level Warlord, a Spirit Reader, and another mid-level Warlord. Even if the two groups encountered Blood Lion Mitchell, they would most likely be able to take him down. What they feared was that he might hide and launch a surprise attack, which made the presence of a Spirit Reader necessary.
Each group was responsible for searching a possible hiding place for the target. Chen Daolin's location was the most likely hideout according to the target's intelligence file.
"Mitchell, a high-level Warlord?" Chen Daolin smiled. Carrying a long spear and a black backpack, he jumped from dozens of meters in the air. He crashed down like a comet striking the earth, and with a thunderous boom, dust erupted from the ground.
Chen Daolin emerged from the smoke without a scratch.
After glancing around, he casually picked a direction and walked off.
In the Wilderness Area, human satellites were everywhere. Only places such as underground spaces, oceans, and mountain forests were difficult to survey. But those were places where monsters lurked, and human martial artists found it hard to survive there. Therefore, Blood Lion Mitchell was most likely hiding in a safe, secluded town.
He was unlikely to go to major cities