As the fireworks bloomed, several undercurrents appeared in the night. With the magic of helping night vision, Wuwuyi saw several teams of hundreds of people rushing towards this side.

"They reacted!" Wuwuyi waved at Gan anxiously, "I failed to sneak in, run!"

Responding to Wuwuyi was Gan's increasingly excited laughter. He was like a beast that tasted the smell of blood, and it was out of control.

"I don't want these things anymore... Failure? There is no failure. As long as I kill all the people I see, there will be no problem!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already carrying a dagger and rushed towards the selected mountain peak.

"Hey, there are more than 300 people in that direction..."

Before Wuwuyi finished speaking, Gan was gone.

"This way of infiltration is so handsome... no, wait a moment, sweet? sweet? wait... what should I do?"

"Who?"

The tribes who followed the fireworks shouted rudely, and Wuwuyi was so scared that he suddenly covered his mouth.

"The Mother of the Wind blows away my voice; the Mother of the Earth covers my footprints; the Goddess of the Moon..."

She prayed for the blessing of the gods with a sound that only she could hear. The tribes brought a ladder and climbed up the wooden wall. There was no place to hide on the wooden wall. Wuwuyi could only retreat dozens of meters and squat down, praying that the night could smoothly hide her traces.

The tribal people's eyes slid past Wuwuyi several times, and some even raised the torch and tentatively looked towards Wuwuyi. But under the favor of the gods, no one noticed Wuwuyi.

"Don't waste time here, the invaders have rushed up the mountain..."

A familiar voice from Wuwuyi came from the drunken blonde man. At some point, he appeared under the wooden wall again.

"Is this a magic similar to mine?"

Wuwuyi could not believe his eyes. To hide his body, he not only needed a hiding place, but also needed to eliminate many whereabouts such as sounds, footprints, smells, etc. In order to achieve this effect, more than one plural gods need to protect him. This kind of magic should be owned by only Wuwuyi's tribe.

"In an instant, all these people were knocked down." The blonde man pointed to the group of tribes who fell to the ground, and described the scene to the newly arrived people without any worries. "The opponent is very strong, either a master of swordsmanship or a magician above the natural level. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, and immediately fell to the ground and pretended to be dead when I saw that the situation was not good, otherwise I would have to break an arm..."

Wuwuyi shook her head repeatedly. She knew that the man didn't say everything. He didn't just pretend to be dead on the ground, but his entire body disappeared.

She still vaguely remembered that the man was called "White Knight" by others and was the teacher of the "God Envoy".

"Okay, okay, don't stand here!" the man shouted again, "Of course, it's okay. If it's the elf level, it won't be easy to deal with! We have to chase after you and help!"

"I think it's better to keep the exit here now," said a tribe. "There are already many people rushing over to the leader, and there are enough people. The key now is to beware of the enemy's escape."

The man's voice seemed a little panicked: "You little tribe...there are enough people on the leader? What about my apprentice?"

"You mean the messenger of God? We have not arranged any manpower." The tribe replied carelessly, "If the invaders run to her, it will be a death sentence."

"Oh no! Come with me!"

The blonde man stamped his feet and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Wuwuyi jumped down the city wall and followed the blonde man from afar. With the help of the gods, she could run wildly with all her might without making any footsteps.

Many people came one after another along the way, including tribes, Aztland soldiers, lords of various states and their entourages. The blonde man shouted and asked them to follow him. When he reached the middle of the mountain, he had already formed a team of hundreds of people and lined up a long line. In order not to be discovered, Wuwuyi could only pull the distance farther and farther away. In the end, she could hardly see where the blonde man was.

After entering a dense camp, the man's shout came from the front of the team:

"Disciple! Disciple! Are you still there? We're here to help you!"

Someone walked out of the camp one after another. Because the sound was so noisy, Wuwuyi could not hear the answer ahead. She glanced around and found a tree, so she ran over in a few steps. But just as she was about to climb the tree, a woman's voice suddenly came from above the top of the tree: "Master, I'm here!"

Wuwuyi was startled and quickly flashed into the grass around her. The next second, everyone's eyes shot towards the tree. But they saw a ball covered with leaves slowly falling from the top of the tree to the ground. After shaking, all the leaves fell down, and a girl suddenly appeared inside. She was much older than Wuwuyi, but her body was not much different. There were many leaves that had not fallen on her head, neck and the folds of her clothes, and she didn't clean it up, and she looked a little stupid.

The blonde man walked through the crowd and hurried over.

"King of Sweden! Your guards are all in the camp. Why are you running to the big tree outside the camp by yourself?"

"I think it's safer to hide from the trees than the guards." The girl said carelessly, "Look, Master, you just ran over and didn't even notice me!"

"That's right, I, Dustreflow...Mistretry is invincible in the world. When the invader broke in, I turned over my head and disguised as a stone and hid and drove away."

The blonde man nodded repeatedly.

"Oh no." Wuwuyi thought to himself, "Gan ran in the wrong direction."

At this moment, a roar like a waterfall sounded on the other side of the mountain. Everyone looked up and saw a water curtain higher than the top of the mountain appearing in the sky. In the rushing stream, water sprinkled from time to time, like raindrops, falling to the top of everyone's heads.

"God sent a lord, something is wrong."

A man lying on a stretcher was carried to the girl.

"The Mezcalero tribe can counteract the magic that is far stronger than the individual's power by everyone's joint efforts. The flames of Nesavalcoyoter have been eliminated by them. Who is this invader? How could it force the Mezcalero tribe to raise such a large water curtain?"

"What does it mean? Is the power of the invader above Nesaval Koyotel?"

"Not necessarily, it may be a matter of aspect. For example, the power of my boxing is difficult to eliminate. But the last time I saw the Mezcalero team raise such a large water curtain, I was still guarding against the strong attack of thousands of Aztlan's troops. The magic of this invader was probably around the second era."

"It's really an elf?" Dust was startled and asked Ella, "Where is Amy, the King of Sweden? Why didn't you see her? She is the only one here who is an elf?"
Chapter completed!