No matter how small the water was, none of the four had the confidence to go in, so they could only continue to take a detour.
This time when I came to the wilderness, not to mention the detours, I spent the whole morning.
After they circled the sea, Meng Yi looked up at the "snow mountain" in front of him.
It's not high, just a small hill of a few hundred meters. It is covered with snow from the top to the foot of the mountain, but it is not snowy in the weather in July!
He waved to everyone to stop, saying it was already afternoon and they should eat something first.
The black zombie puppet is really good. It is usually carried in a backpack, and can be used as a guard when they eat. Zhu Hongyu also has several spiders standing on the zombie puppet's head.
Meng Yi condensed a ball of water for everyone to drink, clapped his hands, and stood up. "Tell me, what level of alien body was formed after the death of a snow mountain like this?"
"At least level four..." Cen Qiyun looked at Xueshan and asked:
"Do you want to go up there and take a look? This kind of terrain is very rare. If there are aliens, their materials will be very rare."
Meng Yi did not answer, but opened his pupils to observe first.
He didn't know whether it was because the distance was too far or the alien creatures in the snowy mountains were good at hiding, but he didn't find anything.
It should be that the pupil technique level is too low...
The spider on the black corpse puppet's head suddenly hissed and signaled, and Meng Yi and the others looked at Zhu Hongyu.
Zhu Hongyu shook her head gently. "Don't worry. Are they four people of divine grace? Be careful and alert. There are four of them!"
I'm not afraid of one or two people, but I have to be on guard against four people. Who knows if these people with divine grace will go crazy.
Cen Qiyun and others stood up and were on guard.
Soon four people appeared in front of them. When Meng Yi saw these people coming, he frowned.
The temperament of the person opposite is somewhat familiar.
He is also very recognizable, with bloodthirsty eyes, heavy breathing, and a grim smile on his lips, as if "I am not a good person" is carved on his face.
Among the blessed ones, there is one who has all the necessary limbs but looks very excited...the Weaver?
Four people, what a coincidence?
Not a coincidence!
Meng Yi glanced at Xu Qingsong. Was he being targeted because he had just thrown a fireball outside the woods?
These people hadn't followed me, otherwise I would have discovered them long ago.
He glanced at one of them. The other person had a small circular array plate-like object in his hand, which he was putting away.
Is ritual magic so effective? Is it long-distance tracking or some other method?
Four people... four against four, the Spellweavers really do believe in fair combat...
The leading weaver had a sinister smile on his face as he glanced at the few people. "Thief, we found you!"
He seemed extremely excited, his eyes bloodshot. "Melee? Or one-on-one?"
Meng Yi turned his head and apologized to Zhu Hongyu: "I'm sorry, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't have to interfere."
In his opinion, Zhu Hongyu would most likely withdraw. As for the divinely blessed ones, he had already begun to figure out the relationship between this group of people.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Hongyu recalled several spiders without any sign of retreat.
This surprised Meng Yi a little.
Zhu Hongyu glanced at him lightly, "The Weaver, known for his bloodthirstiness... will let me go?
Besides, it would be difficult for me to go out into the wilderness alone."
Meng Yi nodded. Indeed, although Zhu Hongyu did not have any deep feelings for him and others, she had always behaved very rationally and could analyze the pros and cons.
She is not some crazy person who only cares about her own happiness. Even if she doesn't consider herself, she still has to consider her "partners".
Those insect "companions" are her emotional sustenance, and she needs to take their lives into consideration.
It was also thanks to the Weavers' well-known bloodthirsty attitude, otherwise Zhu Hongyu would most likely retreat.
Meng Yi turned his gaze to the weaver opposite him.
Cen Qiyun and Xu Qingsong were both waiting for his instructions, and the four weavers opposite them also looked at him.
Meng Yi smiled and spread his hands, "I wonder what level of Divine Grace you all are, so that we can fight together reasonably."
Suddenly I felt like I was in a medieval duel.
That’s also... very reasonable!
The weaver on the opposite side really started to introduce himself.
Two seventh-level and two eighth-level.
Then this can't be a one-on-one fight, Xu Qingsong is only at the ninth level.
Meng Yi frowned. His physical strength was at level seven, but his skills were only at level eight. It seemed that he could only rely on various methods to catch his opponent by surprise.
As for Zhu Hongyu, he should also be at level seven. Since this guy was forced to resign and entered the wilderness, his strength has increased rapidly.
Meng Yi grinned: "One on one!"
The Weaver on the opposite side took the lead and stepped forward, chest and head held high. "You are rare Divine Graces who believe in fair combat. Out of appreciation, I will leave your bodies intact!"
Meng Yi shouted: "Do it!"
He raised his hand and shot a blood arrow at the opponent, then rushed forward. Cen Qiyun drew his gun and shot, and Zhu Hongyu's scorpion tail suddenly pierced him.
This is the normal way for a divinely blessed person to fight. Who the hell wants to fight you one-on-one?
The Weaver is also famous for being unique among the God's Grace.
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