Defying the Fate of Beheading

Chapter 710 372: Two Days to End a Battle? A Legion from the Myths

"Finally found them!"The two accelerated their pace and rushed forward.

At the forefront, Robert heard a crisp sound and turned to look at Lan Kaide, who deliberately made the noise, noticing his gesture, his brow slightly furrowed.

Lan Kaide possessed a rare cautious character among the Purgatory Dragon Family.

Since teaming up with him, he was always perceptive, a vital trait for reconnaissance personnel.

It was precisely because of this that Robert chose to entrust his back to Lan Kaide.

He was someone worthy of trust.

Their squad had its own unique command gestures, and just now, Lan Kaide made a gesture that Robert had never expected.

"Fell into a trap, delay as much as possible."

At that moment, Robert's heartbeat accelerated.

Why fall into a trap?

The fairies of Golden Land, at one time in the past, were also symbols of intelligence and wisdom.

But with the death of the God of Growth and Forest, everything evaporated into smoke.

Now, in Golden Land, there's a group of monsters with only slaughter left in their minds.

They can't even be called magical creatures.

Though magical creatures are bloodthirsty, they're never completely incapable of communication.

It's as if all the fairies degraded into frenzied beasts after the death of the Golden Land's master.

They were beings impossible to communicate or cooperate with.

Yet Lan Kaide told him they fell into a trap?

Robert didn't speak, just pretended to investigate cautiously, his gaze focused on the surrounding bushes that obscured the view.

Their communication was minimal.

All actions were indistinguishable from reconnaissance soldiers.

Just in the corner only they knew, their movements seemed clumsy and unfamiliar.

As if the two weren't elite from the legion, but rather newbies who hadn't been on the battlefield long.

They didn't even deliberately delay actions, but by "playing" as newcomers, they doubled the time to reach their final destination.

The time they could delay was ultimately short-lived.

Robert and Lan Kaide's heartbeats slightly accelerated.

They couldn't hesitate directly on the spot.

Playing the prey stepping into the hunter's net could instead lower the opponent's guard, increasing the possibility for them to reverse the situation.

The two moved in alternating advances, continuously using subtle body movements to convey information.

Lan Kaide: "Follow up, prepare to break through."

Robert: "Understood, let me charge first later."

Lan Kaide: "It's the enemy we are looking for."

Robert: "Fight them!"

After a few exchanges, they completed their information communication.

Soon, they saw an area ahead with little vegetation, stopping at a tree trunk to observe the lake ahead.

Miasma-like mist enveloped the surroundings, carrying a faint rotten smell.

Lan Kaide finally spoke: "It's scattered fairies, only 4."

Robert responded in kind: "Quick battle, we still need to find the direction from which their main force escaped."

After saying this, he wielded his weapon and charged at the nearest fairy with two pairs of dragonfly wings.

Lan Kaide followed closely, their tacit cooperation suddenly turning sharply as they approached the lake.

They accelerated so quickly that as they retreated, suddenly dozens of giant flower buds several meters in diameter emerged from the soil and bit into the air in their original direction.

The clashing sound made both their hearts shudder.

This kind of plant manipulation technique was originally a fairy trick.

But ever since the elves deprived the fairies of their original names and even the power of the gods they served, even their survival tools were largely controlled by the elves.

The ability to manipulate plants was a key technology deciphered by the elves.

There's a joke that in certain groups, praising elves for loving peace largely stems from their environmental protection efforts.

And among them, the Secluded Forest Sea is of utmost importance.

"These elves' tricks are being used quite proficiently by the fairies!"

Robert, sweating profusely, ran even faster: "Did the message go out? When is the support coming?"

If Louis were here hearing Robert's words, he'd surely laugh and say elves turned against the celestial phenomena.

This group with long ears once marketed themselves as lovers of art, vegetarians, highbrow, beautiful, and peace-loving.

The problem is some people actually believe it.

Which vegetarian could cultivate top-notch archers like the elves who draw bows like a full moon?

After getting close, someone punches their chest leaving a bloody hole; it's quite normal.

Which group took the original title of the Elf Race and played a hand of "shell listing"?

It's unlikely the fairies voluntarily abandoned their original racial name.

Which race's god ascended the throne by devouring the corpse of the God of Growth and Forest?

It's certainly not the Elf Main God, who at least didn't set up a Thanksgiving after taking everything from others, commemorating their slaughter of fairies.

Of course, Lan Kaide and Robert couldn't consider all this at the moment.

"Robert, you disengage first, I'll cover."

"Alright." Robert gritted his teeth and accelerated.

The Extreme Cold Giant Elephant bloodline endowed him with greater stamina and strength than ordinary people, yet his muscular body lacked sufficient agility.

During the fairy's plant manipulation, he even felt somewhat overwhelmed.