Split Up
Ge Gaoli watched the fleeing woman, then looked at the Trolls who had no intention of capturing her, and became increasingly puzzled. What was wrong with this Trolls?
"Come here, I need you to do something for me. °°°·.°·..·°¯°·._.· ·._.·°¯°·.·°.·°°°" Zul'ra looked at the bewildered Ge Gaoli, narrowed her eyes, then opened them again and beckoned him over.
"You want me to..." Ge Gaoli walked up to Zul'ra, his eyes filled with inquiry.
"Go, follow that woman, don't let her notice, see where she goes!" Zul'ra hooked her arm Ge Gaoli's shoulder and spoke to Anveena was running in the distance and looking back in their direction.
"Who exactly is she?" Ge Gaoli, somewhat puzzled.
"Don't you think she's beautiful?" Zul'ra looked down into Ge Gaoli's eyes and asked with a smile.
"That's right, but..." Ge Gaoli looked into the Trolls's smiling green eyes and nodded subconsciously. This girl is indeed nice, but you don't seem like a lecherous guy!
Ge Gaoli was initially skeptical, but looking into Zul'ra's green eyes, he not only swallowed the rest of his words but also felt an urge to slap himself. What nonsense was he spouting!
"I'll take care of it right away." Ge Gaoli suppressed the urge to slap himself and bowed to Zul'ra.
"Be careful." Zul'ra looked down at the rather sensible guy and gently patted his shoulder.
"Na Zul'ra Jin, where are you going?" Ge Gaoli was about to carry out his mission, but then he suddenly remembered that by following this Trolls, he felt as if he had lost the calmness and caution he had as an assassin, just like when he first started out.
"Of course I'll deal with that Blue Dragonflight. What else do you think I can do? Or do you want to switch places with me?" Zul'ra pointed in the direction they came from; that Blue Dragonflight had to be dealt with eventually.
"So, how do we reunite later?" Ge Gaoli adjusted his words. This mission had been ordered by the higher-ups to follow the Trolls's instructions completely, and he hadn't objected. But how to reunite after they separated was a question.
"Don't worry, I'll find you." Zul'ra waved her hand, Ge Gaoli immediately turned around and chased after Anveena ahead.
"Holler." Zul'ra called out softly as she watched Ge Gaoli leave. In response to his call, a pair of bat wings unfolded behind him and then quickly folded away, revealing the towering Dreadlords in the daylight. He bowed to his master in what he thought was an elegant gesture.
"Master, how may I help you?"
"Are you willing to serve me faithfully?" Zul'ra asked, glancing at the Dreadlords beside her.
"What can I do for you?" Banehollow asked humbly.
"Did you see that woman just now?" Zul'ra raised an eyebrow, feeling the unresponsive blade at her waist.
"Excuse me, but that woman seems quite ordinary to me," Banehollow said, head bowed, answering only the question without saying anything else.
"Is that so? So you think it's just ordinary? What about me?" Zul'ra asked with a smile, stroking her chin. Upon hearing this question, Banehollow's respectful expression froze, and the words stuck in his throat, unsure how to answer!
"Speak!" Zul'ra looked at the Dreadlords, whose pale face and slightly bluish features showed signs of embarrassment, and urged him to answer the question with great interest.
"That woman must seem rather strange to you, because she carries a faint, almost imperceptible energy fluctuation about her," Banehollow replied cautiously, his eyes lowered.
"But in my opinion, this situation is perfectly normal."
"So what did you see in her?" Zul'ra asked with a smile.
"An opportunity, for the Legion, and for me too." Banehollow slightly raised his gaze. He couldn't discern Anveena's identity, but he could tell that the energy she possessed could provide the Legion with an opportunity to return to this world, and also provide him with an opportunity to corrupt Zul'ra.
"Don't leave my side." Zul'ra said with a faint smile, not asking any further questions, but repeating his request. His struggle with Banehollow would be incredibly long.
"Yes." Banehollow nodded dejectedly, then wings rose behind him, enveloping his body, and he vanished from the spot, while Zul'ra strode forward alone.
Returning along the path she had come from, Zul'ra found herself back at the collapsed forest by the lake. The blue dragon was gone, and a large net lay spread across the fallen tree trunks. A blue-haired human was being held hostage by seven or eight Dwarves wielding muskets.
"Hi, hello, my name is Zul'ra." Zul'ra jumped onto a fallen tree trunk and greeted the blue-haired human surrounded by Dwarves from afar. Although they had never met, he knew that dragons had the ability to transform into various races.
"Hello, Zul'ra, my name is Kalecgos. I'd love to greet you politely, but I'm in a bit of trouble." The blue-haired man looked at the figure standing on the tree trunk in the distance, then at the Dwarves around him who had previously been aiming at him but were now turning their muskets on him, and sighed helplessly.
"You can't kill them?" Zul'ra ignored the Dwarves pointing muskets at them from all sides, looked at the Blue Dragonflight who maintained his human male appearance and looked helpless, and couldn't help but shrug and ask. With the dragon's abilities, killing these Dwarves should be more than enough!
"Listen, Zul'ra, I don't know where you got your knowledge of us..." Kalecgos sighed helplessly. He didn't understand why this Trolls knew so much about dragons, but perhaps he didn't know that as dragons, they were also flesh and blood creatures, and could die if hit by a musket.
"Kill him." The Dwarves, who had been ignored all along, were furious at the straight-backed Trolls was completely ignoring their conversation with Kalecgos. At his command, one of the Dwarves, who was aiming at Zul'ra, pulled the trigger of his musket.
With a crisp, explosive gunshot, Zul'ra felt a tearing pain in the muscles of her palm and wrist as she gripped the sword. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look down at the lead bullet that had slipped off the Forest Sword.
"High mountains above." The Dwarves had pulled the trigger waited until the smoke cleared before his eyes, looked at the deformed lead bullets that had fallen to the ground, and then looked up at the Trolls who was holding his sword horizontally. He couldn't help but gape. The Trolls had used the blade of his sword to block the bullet.
"Dragon-slaying warriors, come on, give me a smile..." Zul'ra tightened his grip on his sword, feeling the speed at which the torn muscles beneath his skin were healing. He strode forward, looked down at the Dwarves were already stunned, greeted them with a smile, and then raised the blade that gleamed with a blue light.
"Bang bang bang bang!" A blue light suddenly flashed in the sky above the forest, followed by several loud gunshots, and then everything returned to calm.