Chapter 50 “Encounter” the Jackal Logos

In the gray mist mountain, Weilin arrived at the target location.

"Everyone spread out and don't come near this place." To be on the safe side, Weilin looked at the sky and immediately gave the order.

After hearing this, other people moved away from this place and were several hundred meters away.

I don’t know how long it took, but fluctuations began to appear in front of my eyes.

A dazzling chaotic light appeared out of thin air in the open space. Feeling the unprecedented pressure, Weilin led everyone back hundreds of meters again.

Ten minutes later, the space shattered, and a woman wearing a robe was "vomited" out. She was in tatters and fell smoothly to the ground.

"Lord, this is..." A silver knight asked in confusion with a look of astonishment on his face.

The others looked at Weilin with doubts in their eyes.

"You just need to remember that this is the future patron saint of our territory." Weilin simply replied without further explanation.

About another fifteen minutes passed, and the space channel gradually disappeared.

The next moment, Weilin got up from the ground and walked slowly over.

The closer he got to the center, the legendary realm he imagined did not appear, and he did not feel the slightest pressure on his body, which made Verin feel a little suspicious.

Unknowingly, Weilin crossed a distance of several hundred meters and came to the magician's side.

With his silver hair, delicate face, and devilish figure, Weilin couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

However, when he thought that the woman in front of him was a legendary magician, his restless heart suddenly died down.

Then, Weilin took out a small wooden box from his arms and took out a seven-color flower of life.

Cautiously coming to the legendary magician, a light blue shield appeared, and then disappeared without a trace.

"It is said that these high-level mages will put a layer of attack detection magic shield on themselves. If I had any unreasonable thoughts just now..."

When Weilin thought of the scene where he turned into a puddle of ashes, he hurriedly shook his head and hypnotized himself: "I'm here to save people."

Next, the light blue magic shield no longer appeared. Weilin put the seven-color life flower near the magician's mouth, and the next moment it turned into a light green liquid and entered the magician's body.

I don't know how much time passed, but Weilin sat on the sidelines, waiting for the legendary magician to wake up.

At this moment, a knight attendant appeared in front of everyone.

Weilin turned around and looked over, seeing the personnel staying at the camp, and felt something bad.

"My lord, Lord Raimondo asked me to report that there are a large number of jackals coming towards our place, more than three hundred in number." The knight attendant came to Verin and reported out of breath. .

"what?"

The silver knight on the side suddenly stood up and said in horror.

Others gathered around with weapons, looking at their master with worried expressions on their faces.

They can easily deal with dozens of Jackals, but more than three hundred Jackals are definitely a big trouble.

"Calm down and let me think about it." Weilin said calmly and began to think of countermeasures.

The gnolls coming from within the province are definitely the evacuated monster coalition. There might be a lot of silver-level monsters inside, so the top priority is to avoid their sharp edges and preserve as much strength as possible.

"Notify Raimundo to abandon other supplies, take the horses and necessary rations, and evacuate in our direction."

"Yes, my lord."

The knight squire no longer stopped and returned as quickly as possible.

At the same time, the Jackals, who were only two or three kilometers away from the Gray Mist Mountain camp, had discovered Raimundo and his party here.

The one-armed Logos was riding behind the tall jackal, his face becoming gloomy.

"You can see clearly that there is a human camp ahead."

"Leader, there are many humans in front of us, and the flags they are flying are exactly the flags used by that human outpost."

Hearing this, Rogers stopped thinking about taking a detour, and his expression became fierce.

"Full speed ahead, I'm going to collect some interest."

"Yes."

Several hundred gnolls accelerated suddenly and headed towards the camp.

In the camp, Raimundo received the order from Weilin and immediately ordered: "Abandon this place, take the purple horse, and retreat with me."

The eight knight attendants who were setting up fortifications heard the order, immediately discarded the wood and stones in their hands, took the necessary rations, mounted their blue and purple horses, followed Raimundo, and headed towards the Gray Mist Mountain.

In just ten minutes, hundreds of gnolls emerged from the wilderness and arrived at the camp.

In an instant, the unfinished fortifications were destroyed by the Jackals and the tents were torn apart.

Rogers looked at the empty camp, and his anger made him lose his mind. He shouted at his men: "Where are those humans?"

"Chief, over there, they ran over there." A jackal with a keen sense of smell sniffed and quickly gave the answer.

"Chasing, I'm going to eat them alive."

Looking at the broken arm, Rogers once again issued the pursuit order.

The other brainless jackals chose to follow and headed towards Gray Mist Mountain.

Thinking from their perspective, there are hundreds of people on their side and only a dozen on the other side. They cannot lose no matter what.

In the Gray Mist Mountain, Verin was relieved when he saw Raimundo arriving. He was really worried that the news would not be delivered in time and would be delayed by the group of jackals.

"My Lord, the group of jackals are right behind us and will arrive in a short time."

"Be prepared for battle. The target of this group of gnolls should be us." Verin stood up, looked at the large number of shadows appearing in the distance, and ordered loudly.

Just when everyone was actively preparing for the battle, the legendary magician's fingers began to fluctuate, as if he was about to wake up.

Ten minutes later, hundreds of gnolls surrounded Weilin and his party. Each gnoll looked at these people fiercely, constantly swinging the weapons in their hands, waiting for the leader's order.

Verin drew his knight's sword from his horse and prepared for battle.

If you want to survive this situation, you can only kill the opponent's leader first and leave them in chaos before you have a chance to escape.

Of course, if the legendary magician wakes up at this time, this situation will be easily solved.

Here, the jackals were divided into two teams directly opposite. A jackal with a broken arm rode on the back of a tall jackal and slowly walked forward.

The moment he saw the other party, Weilin's eyes became solemn.

"Hahaha, this must be my god's blessing on me and giving me the opportunity for revenge." Rogers' face became crazy and he roared loudly, "I will tear you into pieces, pickle you with salt, and taste it slowly .”

Hearing the other party's common language, Verin held the knight's sword tightly and waited for the right moment.

There are seven silver knights on his side, so there is no chance of killing the opponent forcefully, but these twelve knights and attendants are definitely unable to take care of them all.