At night, Klein's body gradually turned into fog. In the dark night, it was almost impossible for such a form to be seen by humans' naked eyes.

The body of the fog is physical, which makes it easy for him to pass through the towering city walls.

Klein's figure gradually condensed in the jungle in the distance. After he looked back at the largest bunker in the eastern territory of Terrera, he turned around and walked towards the north.

"Scythe demon!"

With Klein's call, the sickle demon jumped in front of Klein and crawled at his feet.

"Thank you for your hard work, take me to the north."

Sitting on the back of the sickle demon, the sickle demon obediently flapping its wings and jumping to the north.

Klein really wanted a bottle that could carry his flight, but there were too few such creatures. Unless it was a Warcraft area across the border, it would be difficult to find a suitable Warcraft base in the mainland.

Although the speed of the sickle demon was not slow, it was too bumpy and it was uncomfortable to sit down. This was the most dissatisfied with Klein.

After walking for a while, just as Klein was thinking about where to collect the materials in the bottle, the sickle demon suddenly screamed.

Klein was immediately alert and his body instantly turned into fog. He suddenly felt several ropes passing by him.

If you look closely, there are countless barbed ropes that are blocking them, and such traps are almost impossible to detect in the darkness.

The sickle demon's quick jump just now was suddenly caught by these barbs, and a large number of blood marks were scratched out of his wings and body, which seriously injured the ground.

The fog transformed by Klein slowly landed and stayed on the ground. It was not that he did not want to continue moving forward, but that he felt that a small team had surrounded him.

One of them said:

"The single Telrilans are likely to be intelligence personnel."

"Just kill it directly, this is in Terrera."

Although some of them have the same language as Terrera, some of them have very different grammar and accents. Needless to say, Klein also knows the identities of these people.

"Is the sickle force of Grandock?"

Klein frowned slightly. He still underestimated the dangers of the border. He originally thought that it was a non-war period and that it was the most suitable time to find his mother.

However, I didn't expect that I would encounter the army of Grandock in the wilderness of the border, and it was a very elite sickle unit.

The sickle represents harvesting. The sickle force means wandering on the border and specializing in harvesting scattered enemy troops and intelligence personnel.

Such troops are available in both countries, usually in small teams ranging from 3 to 6 people. They often have strong mobility and ability to encounter battles. Running away with a shot is their usual method.

Just as Klein stared at the enemy gradually approaching, a scimitar was quietly placed next to his neck.

The soldiers' fighting methods are fast, fast and effective. They usually practice some extremely powerful moves, such as this one that comes to Klein, which is secret and fast.

However, when the soldier's blade touched Klein's neck, Klein's body fogged again.

The soldier of Grondock saw Klein's body gradually dissipating in front of him like a rolling black smoke.

The soldiers who had experienced many battles saw that the situation was wrong, immediately wanted to jump back and evacuate and avoid this guy who was like a fog.

When he wanted to escape, he felt a strange energy injected into his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

His body began to twist violently uncontrollably, and gradually, everything in his vision was rapidly enlarging.

No, when he watched his teammates not far away grow bigger, he realized that it was not the things around him that were magnifying, but his body was shrinking and getting smaller and smaller.

When the soldier wanted to remind his companions that the enemy in front of him was extraordinary, the sound from his mouth turned out to be:

"Qua!Qua!Qua!"

He stretched out his palm and found in disbelief that his fingers had turned into a suction cup like an amphibian.

Klein looked at the frog on the ground and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's too monotonous to always become sheep, and it seems good to turn into a frog."

A Grondock soldier looked at the frog on the ground and immediately reminded his teammates.

"Be careful, the blackspot has been turned into a frog, this person may be a wizard."

Clay used magic to lock all enemies, including the frog under his feet, a total of 5 enemies.

Most of these enemies exuded fighting spirit, and there was no obvious magic fluctuation on them. It was basically confirmed that they were all warriors.

Such a combination is not at all threatening to Klein at this time, because they are all pure physical professions.

Even though this is an elite team of 2-3 levels, Klein didn't take it seriously. The only thing he had to worry about was how not to let any enemy go.

The other four people have come to Klein from four different angles. They cooperated with tacit understanding and blocked every corner of Klein's escape. If it were ordinary people who deal with it, it would definitely take some effort.

However, Klein is different. Unless such a pure physical attack can be as strong as a shock space, it will have no effect on him with a fog form.

The body turned into fog again. Klein, who avoided the swords of several people and condensed his body again, stood on a soldier.

A man stood on his back, making the soldier feel his body sinking. When he turned around and turned around, Klein had already pulled out the light of the moon that he had been hiding for a long time.

A sword swept towards him, and with the attacks increased by a large number of dragon teeth ornaments, coupled with the effect of 20% of the magic power of the magic sword converted into attack power, the attack power of the Moon Light at this time had exceeded that of many giant swords.

The soldier subconsciously lifted his sword to block it, but his weapon was just an ordinary strange thing. He didn't understand how outrageous Klein's sword was.

The fighting spirit attached to the soldier's sword was instantly rotten by Klein's shadow flames, and the man and the knife were chopped in half.

After seeing Klein's powerful strength, the captain of this sickle team immediately changed his combat plan and evacuated his two team members.

"I'll cut off the rear. You guys are running away. This man is too strong and cannot compete with him. Take his intelligence back as much as possible."

The two soldiers who received the order immediately left without looking back. They were not without feelings or fear, but wanted to bring the information back.

This is the battle between professional soldiers. They are more indifferent and cruel than ordinary professionals.

Once you encounter an enemy that is difficult to deal with and have never seen before, and after discovering that you are defeated, bringing the enemy's intelligence back as much as possible is the most important thing.

The battle between the two countries has experienced too many such things, and these soldiers have become accustomed to it.

Klein didn't care about this man, but chased the two people who were fleeing.

The captain of the Granddock soldier immediately wanted to stop Klein, but four black warriors who appeared at the same time stopped him.

"Why are there any undead summons? This person has too many magical abilities."

As he confronted four black warriors, a skeleton's palm stretched out of the soil and grabbed his ankle.

When the soldier captain subconsciously slashed at the bones of his hand under his feet, four black warriors also rushed towards him at the same time.

"Leave it separately!"

The two escaped Grondoc soldiers were about to escape separately when a thin sword light suddenly crossed a distance of dozens of meters and penetrated into one of them.

After the sword tip was drawn out, the power of the shadow began to move around his body. He wanted to take a few more steps, but his body became heavier and he fell to the ground.

Klein had already chased behind the last man, and the opponent was moving very fast, and for a moment he could not catch up.

Seeing that the Grondoc soldier was about to escape, Klein stopped and stretched out a palm.

The Grondock soldier in the distance seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and his body gradually struggled and drifted into the air.

With the glory of the arcane in Klein's hand, his body was crushed by an invisible energy. When it was finally pressed, there was no human form.

"This distance is a bit expensive to use the Hand of God!"

Klein dusted the dust on his body, came to the man, took away the opponent's ring and military card, and returned to the place where he started the battle.

The soldier who had been turned into a little frog by Klein was struggling to jump into the distance. The grass on the ground blocked his vision and he couldn't see the specific battle situation clearly.

However, he could still tell the screams of his companions clearly. He knew that his companions were already in danger, so he was probably the only hope.

Just as the frog was about to jump to a small river, as if seeing the hope of life, a dagger was nailed to his head, making him unable to jump around again.

In this battle, Klein killed a 5-man elite team of Grondock, which took only less than 3 minutes.

Killing is not about defeating or repelling. Many people can do it if they want to repel a team of 5 people, but it is much more difficult to kill them all.

If Klein did not consume a lot of magic power in the end and used God's hand to force it, he might have escaped an enemy.

Klein returned to the sickle demon and looked at the large number of scars on the sickle demon's body, Klein shook his head.

He knew that under such injuries, the sickle demon might not be able to jump up for a while. Seeing this situation, Klein couldn't help but curse.

"Fuck, I'll delay my time on the road. Forget it, sickle demon, you have a good rest."

The sickle demon could no longer be used, so Klein could only take out his own bottle. He originally didn't want to use any of these bottles, but in this case, he had to use one.

Carefully selected one of the bottles containing the white mini kitten, and Klein threw the bottle to the ground.

The cat gradually grows bigger, with white furry body and strong muscles. It is a cat-like monster with a tail that is 5 meters long, clouded leopard.

"The first time I came out, it depends on your performance."
Chapter completed!