"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
In the silent forest, several sharp sounds of something slicing through the air suddenly sounded. Seven figures appeared one after another, with a violent gust of wind blowing the surrounding dead leaves into a frenzy.
The seven moved swiftly through the forest, and due to the powerful aura they deliberately emitted, the Demon Beasts along the way all avoided them.
As they ran, they glanced back frequently, their eyes filled with worry and panic, as if some ancient fierce beast was relentlessly pursuing them.
They were now very close to the Land of Fallen Gods.
Just two kilometers away!
But these two kilometers were fraught with danger, making it seem impossible to take even a step.
"The enemies must have a Demon Spirit Master with support tracking, it's impossible to completely shake them off."
One person said anxiously while running.
