The next day.
Sylvia ran swiftly through the forest like a blur, and the leaves around her rustled in the strong wind.
The silhouette of a vigorous leopard loomed behind her. It had a streamlined body, black fur as dark as the night sky, azure eyes, scorpion-like stinger, and razor-sharp teeth. All of these indicated that it was the overlord of the forest.
She was unlucky. After Sylvia trapped a sixth-order scorpion-tailed leopard yesterday, its mother followed the scent and almost ambushed Sylvia in the morning!
Sylvia, who was quick to react and escaped, could use the running methods she learned to avoid wild animals to quickly distance herself from the leopard. However, the leopard was extremely strong, and after being tricked a few times, it became unusually shrewd, and became a piece of sticky candy that could not be shaken off — a deadly sticky candy!
Now, Sylvia had thrown away her backpack and all the miscellaneous items, and ran desperately without looking back. She only had the dagger and the remaining three arrows left in her hands.
The adult Scorpion-tailed Panther ran strong and fast. In this complicated terrain, it was slightly faster than Sylner. Sylner gritted her teeth. She knew that it wouldn't take long for the panther to catch up with her. She used the Swift Gallop skill of the Paladin for the third time with all her strength and ran wildly in the direction of the river marked on the map!
Since she could not escape, she would fight to the death!
* * *
"Salia, don't you feel uncomfortable staying underground for a long time?"
Many of them used their swords to cut the thorns in front of them, and after making sure that there were no sharp branches under their feet, they continued to move forward without worry.
The little girl, Salia, struggled to keep up with them step by step, and replied in a crisp voice, "No!
The elders said that we, the Abyss Tribe, are very sensitive to sunlight. Although nothing serious will happen if we are directly exposed to the sun, it will affect some dark … dark magic. "
The little girl's voice was very pleasant, like a little oriole. She was still not very clear about some "professional" words, so she was always stumbling.
But hearing this, many of them were amazed, and sighed at the difference between the Abyss realm and the continent.
Last night, the two "buried the hatchet" — in fact, it was the delicious roasted meat that conquered her … taste buds — and then the little girl started to talk. After a while, many of them found that Salia was actually a curious and studious girl. From her words, they learned that the little girl's curiosity about the outside world was not just a day or two. She had lived in the dark underground city since she was a child, and it was not until she became an adult that the elders talked about the outside world that Salia realized that the world was vast, and outside the underground city, there was a wider and more dangerous world.
Salia, who had just become an adult, was slightly autistic. Even in front of her own tribe, she rarely talked. She would only take the initiative to talk when she was talking to the chief, Madam Vasaki, and her mentor, and the topics of conversation were always about magic and language learning.
It could be said that the current Salia basically knew nothing about this world — she was even less than when she had just transmigrated.
Faced with many things, Salia's heart was filled with gratitude, because she knew that it was this person in front of her who had given her tribe a long-awaited meal. Although she knew little, she understood the principle of returning a favor with a plum.
The Medusa Tribe also had their own civilization, and their own glory.
Although the war had only brought indelible damage to the world, every civilization had their own difficulties — although the Medusa Tribe was a powerful tribe, they were somewhat similar to the Elves — they were used to defending their own territory, and did not have a strong ambition for expansion.
The War of the Abyss was initiated by a few powerful races in the Abyss. The Medusa Tribe originally had no intention of participating in the war, but as a sparsely populated but powerful tribe, they were forced to participate in the war under the pressure of those powerful races — and in the end, they ended up exiled to a foreign land.
No one was inherently evil, and the Medusa Tribe was not bloodthirsty. They were strong because of their innate physical condition and the training of the law of the jungle in the Abyss. Although they were powerful, the Medusa Tribe at its peak only had a population of tens of thousands, and they could only look on helplessly and lament their inadequacy in order to become the overlord of the Abyss. Hence, they simply guarded their own land steadily for generations.
However, the tree that stood out in the forest would be destroyed by the wind, and their powerful strength made them the first victims of war.
Salia was still young, and was at the age where she was good at learning and exploring. Although she was a little autistic, she was still a child, and in addition to the fact that she trusted many a lot, and so after a night of chatting, the two became familiar with each other.
However, the little girl was still very shy, and whenever she could not speak the human language fluently, she would blush and stick out her tongue, asking many to correct her pronunciation.
In order to let the little girl have a good rest, many kept watch for the whole night — it must be said that there was indeed some fondness for this cute little girl — not the fondness between a man and a woman, but the love between a father and a daughter.
At this time, the two had been walking for the whole morning, and when they looked up at the sun, many felt that they still had time.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, Salia, who was behind them, cried out in alarm, and immediately took out a dagger and turned around, preparing to face the enemy!
When they looked closely, they found that Salia was sitting on the ground, hugging her ankle. Her face, which had been a little rosy because of the meal, was now pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. Her little face was a little twisted as she endured the pain, but it made many feel sorry for her.
Many hurriedly rushed forward to remove her hand that was tightly holding her ankle, and carefully took off her little boots made of python skin, and held her ankle to observe the injury.
Salia suddenly blushed, and there was no other reason — Salia, who originally had a snake's body, could not accept the fact that she had grown two legs, and taking off her shoes made the little girl feel as if she was taking off the last layer of Medusa's dress, which made her extremely shy.
How could a crude man like Many understand these things?
At this moment, his mind was thinking about how to deal with the little girl's sprain.
This kind of injury was not considered an injury in the army, and Many had seen it many times, so he did not care whether it was suitable to take off her shoes, and minded his own business to deal with it.
He gently rubbed the red and swollen ankle, dissolving the clotted blood, and thought about how to deal with it with a cold compress, but in the end, he slapped his head and scolded himself for being an idiot — the magician was right in front of him, what was the point of looking for him?
"Salia, can you conjure up an ice cube?
Just not too much. "Many did not know how to describe it, and could only give a rough description.
Salia bit her lips, and tears kept flowing in her eyes, as if they would fall at any time.
Hearing Many's words, she nodded in confusion, and then made a few strange gestures with both hands, and muttered a short incantation.
Suddenly, countless water droplets in the air gathered at the center of Salia's hands, and with a crack, an ice ball the size of a basketball instantly froze in front of Many's eyes.
Without saying anything, Many took out a dagger and smashed the ice ball, and took out a linen bandage that he always carried with him to wrap the ice shards, and then gently applied it on the swollen part of Salia's ankle.
Salia let out a light snort, and her brows relaxed a lot.
"Bear with it, it will be fine after a while."
Many carefully applied the ice shards, looked up at Salia, and found that a crystal tear was flowing down her cheek. Without thinking, he reached out to help her wipe it away. "Don't cry, just bear with it. If there are no accidents, we will meet the caravan today, and you can rest in the carriage."
However, Salia stared at Many blankly, as if she was dumbfounded.
After being stared at by her, Many immediately realized that his actions were a little inappropriate. Just as he was about to apologize to this weak little girl, he heard her reply so softly that it was almost inaudible, "Got it."
Then, she lowered her head, and stared at the bandage on her ankle with a red face, as if a flower had bloomed on it.
Many coughed lightly to hide their embarrassment. Then, they stood up and looked around. They picked up a map and compared it repeatedly, muttering things like "What kind of sh * t map is this", "F * ck, I've been tricked again", and so on. They even took out a self-made tactical scale to measure something back and forth. Then, they heaved a sigh of relief and put away all these things.
"How is it?
Are you feeling better? "
Many walked in front of Salia, "We still have to hurry, if we wait any longer, we might not make it. Come, let me help you stand up a little, and see how it is."
Salia gritted her teeth and nodded, but her complexion looked much better, probably because the pain had subsided a lot.
Her slender body trembled as she stood up, and the moment her bandaged foot touched the ground, she abruptly pulled it back.
"Is it still painful?"
Many could see that the situation was not optimistic. Although her bones were not hurt, her body was too delicate, and it was probably ligament damage. It was obvious that she could not continue to walk.
Salia lowered her head, and her body was still tense from the pain of touching the ground.
Many sighed in his heart, "This is a grade eight mage?
How can she be so weak … "
"There's no other way, I'll carry you, or else we really won't make it." Many put her little leather boots into the space ring, and bent down to squat in front of Salia.
Salia was confused, and she did not know why, but she obediently climbed onto Many's back, and her hands grabbed Many's shoulders, and then she did not dare to speak out of fear.
Many was only thinking about the journey, "Damn it, there are some mistakes on the map!"
Many took out the set of detection maps from the army, and found that with his current speed, he would definitely not be able to make it in time. He was a little anxious, and did not think much about the fact that Salia agreed to let him carry her, but just surged the dark energy in his legs, and began to move toward the river marked on the map.