The Werewolf was soon knocked unconscious by the explosions and collapsed on the ground.
"Now's our chance!"
Zhang Yang's eyes lit up. "Quick, grab the Unicorn!"
Even as he gave the order, he was already charging ahead, leading the way.
The dozens of team members around him hurried to follow suit.
With so many people moving at once, no matter how strong the Temple Guard was, it could not possibly stop them all.
Soon, a ring of soldiers reached the Werewolf first and were about to reach for the cloth sack in his arms.
But just then, the space beneath the tree distorted, and a Black-Robed Man appeared out of thin air in front of the Werewolf. Holding a Magic Wand, he rapidly chanted a spell, then raised the wand and swept it in a circle.
A ring of wind blasted from the wand's tip, instantly sending everyone charging toward him tumbling, with sand and stones flying everywhere.
The Black-Robed Man took the opportunity to help the Werewolf up, then waved his wand again. Both of them distorted and vanished on the spot.
"Fuck!"
Zhang Yang arrived just in time to see all their efforts come to nothing. He slammed his fist against the tree trunk. They had been so close!
Meanwhile, in a patch of woods not far from the battlefield, a little silver-white foal dragged its half-crippled body through the mountain forest, stumbling and bounding along. It was the Unicorn from earlier.
Not far behind it, the invisible Mu You followed quietly, keeping every step as light as possible.
He had no choice. The little creature was far too alert!
Earlier, the little creature had already collapsed with severe injuries and was about to be caught by the Werewolf when Mu You urgently fired an Air Cannon,