"Yang Yu, we have walked this road before. If we go to the right, we will go straight to the Fallen Feather City. If we go to the left, we will continue to follow the smell... Which way should we go? Think calmly."
Perhaps because he noticed that Yang Yu on his back had a frown on his face, Lotkar stopped when he reached a fork in the road. He didn't want Yang Yu to worry too much about the safety of Bai Jin and Iyas and make a wrong judgment.
Lotkar's worries were unnecessary. The more critical the situation was, the calmer Yang Yu could think.
After figuring out some things, he even made a joke.
"Even the city of Falling Feathers, which is full of bigwigs, can't deal with the invaders. If we go there, we will probably just be killed. It's better to run away with our tails between our legs.
Kidding.
Judging from Bai Jin’s reaction just now, the attack on Luoyu City ended in an instant.
The super-large magic destroyed the temporary village outside but did not destroy the main city.
After the large-scale magic subsided, Bai Jin got in touch and reported to us that he was safe.
During the period of refuge, Bai Jin may have had no choice but to use magic, which led to her inevitable capture.
The incident in Featherfall City has been settled, but the attacks on the elves have not ended. The queen and other elves probably don't have the time to judge her, and at most they will take her into custody.
Lotkar, keep following the scent, we will defeat the slave hunters and seize the right to speak."
Sensing the confidence in Yang Yu's words, Lotkar said nothing, just smiled and continued to follow the smell, moving forward.
Gradually, a choking smell of smoke filled the air, and the surrounding temperature rose by several degrees compared to before. This change was particularly obvious in the forest in late autumn.
After walking a few more miles, a barrier made of fire gradually appeared in front of Yang Yu.
The flames did not spread outward, which meant that this was some kind of magic.
In the wall of fire.
Seven men in gray robes picked up the elves that were knocked to the ground one by one and threw them into the iron cages that had been prepared in advance.
There was a short-haired female elf who took advantage of the man who locked the door not paying attention and bit the man's hand. While the man was screaming in pain, she ran out of the door and ran straight to the fire wall, trying to escape through it.
Unexpectedly, a burly man blocked the short-haired elf in the blink of an eye and hit her hard in the abdomen with his knee, causing her to hit the tree hard.
The short-haired elf was breathing heavily. The attack just now made her feel like she was going to vomit out her entire liver.
While she was a little dazed, the big guy who had just kneed her came in front of her, raised his foot without hesitation, and broke the short-haired elf's shin bone.
The hoarse shouts echoed throughout the burning forest.
"Hey, hey, hey, Mand, don't go too far. She's a girl after all. If you treat her so cruelly and leave scars on her, you won't be able to sell her for a good price." A slender figure laughed playfully, not showing any sign of heartache, watching with relish.
"It's okay. They are elves. Elves are blessed by the Holy Light. They are fundamentally different from those of us who have been abandoned by the goddess. Even if they are slightly injured, they can recover with the power of the Holy Light. We don't need to worry."
The man named Mander kicked the elf back and forth a few times, and when the elf's voice became just sobbing, he moved his feet away, strangled the elf's throat, and threw her roughly into a narrow cage that was only one meter high.
Glancing at the other elves that were also put into cages, Mander raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, and pointed at the short-haired elf that had just been put into the cage with a victorious attitude.
"Watch carefully! This is what happens if you run away without permission. If you don't want to end up like that, then stay here!"
The elves huddled in their cages, trembling.
After the tragedy a year ago, some of the elves in charge of hunting believed that humans must have seized the opportunity when the elves were not prepared and used despicable means to capture so many elves. As long as they were well prepared, humans would have no chance to take advantage of them.
But reality slapped each of them in the face. In less than half an hour, their team of more than a dozen elves was defeated.
If what that crazy elf said was true, then they would definitely be sent to the human world by these people, sold as slaves, and suffer inhumane torture.
Even if you can successfully escape from the human world, there will be a thick shadow in your heart.
Fear and anxiety spread among the elves.
At this moment, the elves heard a series of hurried footsteps suddenly approaching the impenetrable wall of fire.
Before arriving at the wall of fire, Lotkar suddenly stopped, half-prostrated himself on the ground, and gathered strength. A gust of wind appeared around his body, instantly blowing away the surrounding dust and swaying the flames that made up the wall of fire.
The accumulated power exploded instantly, and Lothkar leaped forward. It seemed as if a hurricane was installed on his body. He created a tunnel in the thick wall of flames and rushed through the raging flames.
A strong wind blew in his face, and the slender man who looked like the leader noticed something was wrong. He turned around and saw a giant silver wolf with bared fangs and claws rushing towards him.
The giant wolf's silver-white fur was like a mirror, reflecting the leaping flames on its body.
As he chanted the spell, a light shield rose from the slender man's body, blocking Lotkar's attack. However, Lotkar's power was too great, and the slender man retreated several meters along with his light shield before he could barely stabilize his body.
Mander looked at the huge silver wolf and the man sitting on it, and clenched his fists to attack, but the slender man stretched out his hand to stop Mander, pretending to be at ease, and smiled at Yang Yu.
“It’s really rare that there are other people here besides us, and they’re monster users.
What a ferocious beast it is! You have nurtured it very well.
I forgot to introduce myself. I am the slave hunter Yaklo. I guess you are here to hunt slaves as well. We have no intention of taking all the slaves for ourselves.
How about getting rich together? "
The man who called himself Yaklo opened his arms and happily showed Yang Yu their spoils.
"We have captured so many elves. If you are willing to help us take these elves away from here, I promise to share them with you later.
Yaklo stretched out two fingers, and before long, he stretched out a third finger.
“No, I’ll give you three elves, you can pick any one you like.
After all, we are still quite worried about the Elf Queen's personal guards.
Don't be mad at us for disrupting your battle plans.
If the Elf Queen's personal guards arrive, we as slave hunters will be in trouble.
What? Think about it.
If you're not picky, we can even give you four, and give you that badly injured elf as a gift.
We are quite generous for such a high price for the elves.
It's just an apology for disrupting your plans."
(End of this chapter)