Ji Jue suddenly discovered sothing very bizarre.
He couldn't clearly tell where his hotown actually was!
When he went to Spring City, he was a local there. When he went to the Ancient Temple, he was one of the Old Imperial City Root People. In the Forest Country, he beca a local Werewolf of the White Country...
How is it that wherever he goes, he becos one of the people there?
Being at ho everywhere isn't quite like this!
But the fact was right in front of him, as soon as he entered the server he logged in instantly, and his rank seed even higher than that of the local wolves of White Country.
Previously, it was always wolves infiltrating human groups, so why was he integrating into the wolf pack?
Not to ntion that the nearby White Deer Hunter had not noticed anything amiss, even Shangrila, which currently props up the entire Forest Country, hadn't noticed anything wrong. No rejection or anomalies, instead, just like a new ga server opening with a hundred draws sent instantaneously, generously pouring spiritual essence, making the blood-red thorns coiling around [孔] even more vibrant and active.
"emmmm..."
Ji Jue's expression suddenly beca complicated.
He really wanted to sever this connection, but since it was offered, why not take it?
But the more he nurtured, the more thorough the Transformation and growth beca, the more he killed, the higher his rank went... In the end, could it be that the Forest Wolves were actually himself?
Having been a Chosen One for half a lifeti, battling wits and courage against Jian Yuan was enough, but why was he suddenly welcoming the Great Evil?
In the dead silence, Ji Jue raised his eyes to glance at the giant tree above the sky, sighing helplessly, "You guys have truly made my life miserable."
"Everyone, get ready, stay alert."
From the radio ca Tong Shan's voice, "We have now entered the territory of the Forest Country, closely observe all traces, report any anomalies swiftly.
Keep formation, do not fall behind, confirm status with other teams every five minutes, over!"
The voices of response were continuous.
After the initial shock, An Ning had already returned to her usual self, yawning and once again lying in the passenger seat. She rolled down the window of the Little Ox and Horse, occasionally glancing up lackadaisically, but mostly appearing drowsy.
Suppressing her spiritual quality and aura, even forgoing all energy and unimportant matters, she beca almost indistinct.
Avoiding provocation of the suppressive forces of the Forest Country, while also concealing herself to the greatest extent.
If a Hunter walks around everywhere shooting aimlessly, then forget about hunting wolves, not being surrounded and trampled by a wolf pack would count as good luck.
In the brief silence, she flared her nostrils slightly, sniffing an unusual scent:
"It's going to rain, Ji Jue, brother."
As soon as she finished speaking, a thunderclap bood ominously in the dark wilderness ahead.
Not loud and sharp, the distant sound was like sand on the eardrum, rubbing back and forth, causing irritation, while in the sky, gloomy clouds gathered from nowhere, gradually spreading.
Soon, bean-sized raindrops began to fall from the sky one by one, pounding on the car roof, quickly becoming dense, until finally, the sound overlapped unbearably like sizzling beans, morphing into a dizzying roar without beginning or end.
In the increasingly thick moisture, everyone felt waves of coldness cover them.
Ji Jue extended his hand, catching a droplet.
Grasp tightly.
——Hiss!
Under the analysis of Non-Attack, the droplet suddenly started wriggling like a living creature, clashing left and right. Discovering it couldn't escape the confines of the palm, it quivered slightly, and before it could transform, it was violently crushed by the Dissociation Technique.
As it evaporated, it surprisingly emitted a horrific scream.
In the vapor faintly rising, a fleeting blurred human face appeared, along with the lingering residue of a spiteful and cold spiritual quality...
If anyone would now say that this sudden rain had issues, then the problem would be with their mind.
Ji Jue had only not expected the reaction of the Forest Country to be so rapid, facing the open invasion of the Federation and Empire, not even half an hour had passed before a warning was issued.
The tense atmosphere spread in the convoy, yet the lead vehicle continued onward unhindered.
"Proceed."
Tong Shan said, "Everyone, increase your vigilance."
If it were other people, there might be a retreat, knowing there are tigers in the mountains, they may avoid the mountains. But their Vanguard Team was purposely here to take risks.
At this mont, not just the Forest Country, but also the Federation Empire and Desert Market, countless eyes were watching them. Retreating before the battle, abandoning without engagent—did they want to stand trial internally? Surviving till the trial would an Tian Yuan failed!
Be it bizarre rain, or even a mountain of knives and sea of fire ahead, turning back is not an option.
Ignoring the daunting rain, the convoy moved onwards even without reducing speed, directly plunging into the storm.
Unnoticed, the wind blowing amidst the rain now seed to moan and cry, mixed with roars and screams starting and stopping.
Still a devastated wasteland, but beyond the blinding spotlights, visibility was lost in the distorted rain curtain.
Rain falls like tears.
In endless tears and wails, a flare suddenly ascended like a star reaching for the sky, illuminating the dense rain around the convoy with its flickering red light, and revealing bizarre figures that had appeared unbeknownst.
On numb and rigid faces, pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at the uninvited guests, twitching under the flare's light, quickly distorting.
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