"There are five speed potions in total. One for each of the four of us. The effects will last for a whole day. I will dilute the remaining potions into smaller bottles, which can increase your speed by about 30%."
"This is a small bottle of stamina potion, enough to provide the energy needed for a whole day's stamina recovery." Fie Rost seemed to have put aside all his grudges, taking out the potion bottle from his pocket and distributing it to the orcs and Chuck and the others.
Mar continued, "We'll reach the end of this mountain range in about ten hours. If anything goes wrong, I'll distract them while you all push forward."
“Okay!” Fei agreed without hesitation, and casually tossed the other party a bottle of potion: “This is a coagulation potion, which will increase your defense and allow you to withstand three attacks from an Infiltrator.”
Ma Er took it and carefully put it in his pocket, then silently gave Lin Feng a wink.
While Fie Rost diluted the potion, the two quietly moved a few steps away from the crowd.
"Who exactly are you?" Mar asked in a low voice, his eyes no less wary than before.
Even though he didn't see any malice in Lin Feng, the more he felt that way, the more terrified he became, the less he dared to believe his own judgment, and the more he doubted himself.
A person without any intention is like an unpredictable bomb; it's impossible to trust him.
“A few days ago, on that stormy night, I overheard you guys talking about the Twin Flowers at the tavern. I found it quite interesting, so I casually joined the Fang Mercenary Group.” Lin Feng said, glancing back at Raine and the others who were preparing to depart, a thought suddenly occurring to him: “As for now…”
Ma's heart sank, and he became more serious.
"As for now, I think you guys are somewhat interesting."
Hearing Lin Feng's voice, Ma Er felt a strange unease, but before he could think about it, Lin Feng casually added, "It would be even more interesting if we could survive."
A long sigh escaped between his words. Mal exhaled all the air from his stomach, but still seemed to have a breath stuck in his throat, unable to speak.
Survive...
Decades ago, he heard about Monta's prosperity from passing merchants, so after his mercenary group was framed, he came here alone. He had imagined all the wonderful things about this place, but in reality, he was just an insignificant outsider who was ostracized, ridiculed, and ignored. The only thing he could get by fighting for it was pity.
Even if he gets the equality he wants, it's not equality in terms of personality.
It depends on how useful you are to it...
So all he wanted was to survive, to live on with his friends, to find a place free of sordid memories, a place where they could belong.
"They're gone."
Lin Feng interrupted Ma Er's recollection, picked up the potion that F. Rost had given him, looked at it carefully, and then drank it down in one gulp.
As the potion's power spread through his body, a unique energy transformed into invisible forces, making his body feel lighter. It was a very peculiar sensation; while the power used by Si Zang to assist him originated from the outside, this power was flowing from within and was slowly dissipating.
As Mal drank the potion, Rost and his sister put the inscribed stone tablets handed to them by Chuck and the others into their pockets and rushed out first.
Compared to the set he had been scared out of his wits before, this set was noticeably different in terms of materials, even to the naked eye. He even suspected that the materials used to create this set of inscriptions might have come from the Sea of Thought.
The long road passed in a flash, and as they got closer to the front, there were more and more Pegasus Knights in the sky. Occasionally, a few squads flew in the direction they came from, but they did not go too far in.
It was obvious that they couldn't escape; going back would be a dead end, and they would only be found by the Knights. If they continued forward, they would inevitably pass by the Pegasus Knights' outposts.
"stop!"
Mal called out to the others, then said to Lin Feng, "We only have one chance..."
Lin Feng nodded, without any questions.
Mar continued, turning his gaze to the Rost siblings: "He'll go and draw their attention first. I'll storm the outpost in three minutes. Once the people up there are distracted, you can go over there."
“Okay.” The Rost siblings nodded and immediately hid in the crevices of the cliff.
A faint, inexplicable emotion that F. Rost had been suppressing was now emanating from his eyes, transforming into a gleam of triumph.
Lin Feng glanced at them, seemingly not seeing them, and rushed towards the nearest Pegasus Knight.
"It's here!"
In an instant, all the Pegasus horses in the sky spotted Lin Feng and changed formation to surround him.
As the sound of pursuit approached, Lin Feng dodged the flying spears and quickly leaped onto the cliff. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed a pegasus and rushed into the group, emitting a terrifyingly cold aura.
Fear, concentration, madness!
A scream from the underworld!
Lin Feng landed, grabbed a spear stuck in the ground, and threw it at the other Pegasus Knights flying high in the sky.
Three minutes later, Mal suppressed his unease and slid towards the distant mountain peaks, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
They proceeded quietly until they saw the sounds Lin Feng was making in the distance. With a determined heart, they grabbed onto a protrusion on the mountain and began climbing towards the cliff above.
Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...
The higher Mar climbed, the more complicated his feelings became, until he reached the top of the cliff. There, an elf wearing a golden breastplate leaned against the resting Pegasus, raising a languid face that dispelled his doubts.
"Your friend is pretty good; he killed forty of my men."
"But I've finally found you. Now that you're dead, my men can go out and search without worry."
"Or, you can give me the item, and I guarantee Ellis Moore will never know where you are." The elf stood up, dusted off his clothes, and said in a very friendly manner, "Barnaby Nightwind, Vice Commander of the Pegasus Knights."
Mar was silent for a few seconds: "Can you hold it?"
Barnaby Nightwind's eyes gleamed with a burning light, completely unconcerned by the disdain in the other's words: "Don't worry, he's still on his way looking for you. As long as you hand over the things to me, I'll take you back to Monta right now."
"Moreover, I have high hopes for your abilities. Once we cooperate, with your strength, you can easily take control of an elite orc force!"
"Even, by relying on that thing, one could become one of the future lords."
Such tempting conditions! Mar was indeed tempted. An inscription that could turn the tide of battle... He never imagined that one day he would become the lifeline of those disgusting, vain nobles.
He really wanted to shatter that unknown inscription in the eyes of the nobles!
Without warning, Mal's hidden hand fell from behind his waist, and Barnaby Nightwind's eyes flashed suddenly as he couldn't help but rush toward his position.
The battle between the two was about to break out, while Rost and his companion, who were waiting at the foot of the mountain, quietly drank a large bottle of concealment potion. After hearing the sounds of battle on the mountain, they silently hid on the other side of the cliff and began to slowly and carefully climb upwards.
The sounds of fighting subsided, and after an unknown amount of time, the noise from the cliff disappeared completely, and the entire mountain range returned to its usual silence. Occasionally, a few explosions could be heard, but they quickly faded away again.
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