Outside Skeleton Mountain.
Three figures passed through the undergrowth one after another, rapidly approaching the foot of the mountain.
"This guy really is loaded..."
Mu You watched Z Worldwalker fleeing ahead, the corner of his eye twitching slightly.
He and Shadow Wolf had spent the whole way tormenting the man with every method they could think of, but it was as though he had Doraemon's magic pocket connected to his body. Whenever they were about to subdue him, he would throw out some bizarre thing, including but not limited to scrolls, potions, and items. Occasionally, he even called out a few summoned creatures.
Although most were disposable items, they packed considerable power, and quite a few had crowd-control effects. Even Mu You and Shadow Wolf occasionally had to stop and avoid their attacks.
On top of that, the two had to keep watch at all times to prevent him from doing anything that would easily kill him, such as flying straight up a hundred meters and being shredded by spatial currents. They therefore had to keep some strength in reserve to guard against that, which was why they had chased and fought him all the way here without finding an opportunity to subdue him.
Just as the three reached a point several hundred meters from Skeleton Mountain, the mist ahead suddenly churned. Faint sounds of impacts came from within it; someone was clearly approaching them as well.
Z Worldwalker's eyes lit up, as though his savior had finally arrived. He hurriedly tossed a scroll behind him, then dashed forward amid a violent magnetic storm.
"Red Sleeve. It has to be Red Sleeve. Please let it be Red Sleeve..."
Z Worldwalker muttered as though praying.
By the time he reached the layer of mist, the figure within it emerged.
The newcomer