The territory of the far north of the empire is not as gloomy as before. The gentle sunshine quietly shines, bringing some warmth to the city of Gria, which has been covered by clouds for a long time.

Outside the city of Gria, there are withered forests, heavy snow, and a barren area.

Although the Empire built direct train tracks and the best-quality imperial highway for the frozen fortress.

However, these civilized buildings have not dispelled much of the natural desolation and wildness of the extreme northern region.

The bitter wind blew, and the dry branches swayed and danced in the wind, as if they could not bear such a strong force to break and could break at any time.

A quiet and strange atmosphere spreads in the wilderness of Gria City, as if there were ghosts hidden in it.

...

"You mean, is there any movement in the sky?"

Renard was relieved when he heard Allen's calm and confident reply. As long as Allen was not hit by this incident, it would be fine.

Then, all the silver-level powerful men in the convoy, whether hidden or open, could clearly sense the spell fluctuations that had originally enveloped the entire convoy suddenly began to change.

It no longer spreads on the plane like water waves, and then some are immersed in the soil, rocks, plants and trees.

At that moment, Renard changed direction extremely decisively. After the rapid convergence of detection spell, after the conversion and condensation, it shot straight into the sky like a sharp arrow, throwing out a huge "fishing net".

At the same time, Ms. Kelly, who had received news from Allen, cast a spell very naturally, replaced Renard, who had diverted most of his attention, and controlled the situation on the ground.

Alan sensed Renard's movements and did not speak, but made his clear heart lake calmer, hoping to sense more existence.

"No?"

"Is it possible that the other party used some advanced magic tools?"

Renard asked in confusion, but this expression was a bit funny with his dark circles.

Even after seeing this scene, Alan wanted to laugh. He didn't know why the other party had become a silver-level strong man, but still could not get rid of the bad news of dark circles. Even the crisis of the hairline's retreat was not resolved.

"I don't know the other party's specific method, but I'm sure the other party put an eye in the sky."

After hearing Allen's explanation, Renard also calmed down and thought about what method the other party used to hide it from him, a silver-level powerful man.

Previously, he changed the spell model of the spell that was originally used for exploration on the ground and under the ground, and then shot it into the sky.

This spell does not have many functions, only two aspects: simulating the detected form in your mind and observing the flow of energy.

If it weren't for Renard's attempt to maintain such a huge detection range, he could have added three or four effects without duplicates at will.

But these two functions are enough.

After all, if it is a realistic trap that senses the other party's specific shape, Renard can know what ambush the other party has done.

If it is an extraordinary trap, Renard can also sense the abnormality through irregular energy flow.

In general, these are two very reasonable combinations.

However, during the previous process of Renard's exploration of the sky, he did not notice any strangeness. He could only feel the ethereal clouds, the strong wind, the soaring golden eagle...

Wait, the golden eagle?

Thinking of this, Renard seemed to understand something, and the violent magic power fluctuated again and rushed straight into the sky.

The silver-gray magic surging on Renard's body, majestic and sacred, with an incomparable power.

Under the control of Renard's extremely powerful mental power, the magic particles in the air began to spontaneously arrange them into a specific and cumbersome model.

Buzz!

The magic particles began to fill the spell model constructed by Renard's mental power, mixed with the silver-gray magic, and began a wonderful change.

The spell model that can be perceived by the spiritual sense of the extraordinary begins to resonate with the void, as if the space also begins to tremble, and extremely shallow ripples rippled.

The next moment, a magic energy that could not be seen by the naked eye soared into the sky at a speed, but it once again spread across the sky in an instant.

Bang!

The sound that was like a firework explosion but was undetectable suddenly resounded, allowing Bai Yin and Alan, the pseudo-Silver in the convoy to hear clearly.

Renard's eyes closed, his hands swayed like he was holding an invisible rope, drawing a strange track.

There are only a few misty white clouds, the clear clear sky, and the birds passing by that place that are rare but very normal.

The scenery is beautiful and charming, as if it can let go of all worries.

However, such a wonderful scenery disappeared in an instant.

The white clouds floating in the clear sky seemed to be broken by an invisible heavy blow, and scattered in the air like silk tie.

The bitter wind in the sky also began to change irregularly, as if an invisible giant hand controlled the wind's swimming.

Some birds strolling in the clouds seemed to feel the terror coming, and rushed to fly away from the area here.

The extremely handsome golden eagle was no exception. The anthropomorphic expression was vividly expressed in the pupils, revealing a real fear and panic.

The next moment, the roar of the clouds and cracking stones resounded over the white clouds. The golden eagle that was originally lingering above Alan and the others suddenly flapped its wings at this moment, shooting straight away like a sharp arrow.

But, it's too late after all.

Invisible spell waves spread rapidly, covering the surrounding airspace before the bird left.

And the golden eagle is within this range.

The moment the spell fluctuated and the golden eagle came into contact, Renard's closed eyes suddenly opened and said with a little excitement in his expression.

"Catch you."

Renard's hands suddenly grabbed tightly, as if he had grasped some tangible and qualitative existence.

At the same time, the golden eagle in the sky was shaking its wings rapidly and trying to break away, but at this time, it seemed as if it had lost all its power.

The originally strong and powerful wings and the originally lively and strong body seemed to have lost all control at this moment.

Pain, sadness, sadness... Countless complex emotions flashed through the golden eagle's pupils, as if there was really a human soul stationed in it.

The delicate expression and the sincere expression are enough to shame those who claim to be actors.

The golden eagle lost the power of resistance and fell in the sky like a dead object, like a long rainbow running through the sun.

And its eyes gradually became decisive and firm.

...

Inside the car, the magical glow on Renard's body gradually disappeared, but the heavy pressure did not weaken with the concealment of the glory.

At this time, Renard did not speak, but just focused on casting spells, hoping to find the traces of the person behind the scenes.

Hughes and Marlowe also understood what happened at this time. Although they did not react violently, they were already on guard and ready to fight at any time.

[Surveying through animals, this technique should be a professional in the Druid lineage!]

Allen said in his heart, but sincerely admired that there was such a talent among those people.

You should know that although the Druid lineage is not unique to the elves, not everyone can take up the post.

After all, in a sense, the druid is a highly cohesive professional group.

Even though the genre division is complex, including extremism, environmentalism, naturalism and other branches, in most cases, they are for the continuation and prosperity of nature.

It is precisely because of this that they all have similar but different ideas, which are beliefs that are enough to make them live to fulfill.

Therefore, they rarely deviate from their "right path" for other reasons, let alone mixing with these "rats".

This is also why Allen was so surprised that there was a druid in the opponent's team.

But even so, Allen was not worried at all.

Although the druids are extremely skillful, they can even cover up the abnormality with the breath of life of natural creatures themselves, making many people unable to detect the fact that they are being monitored.

But that's all.

Before being discovered, he can use the protection of natural breath to conceal his existence.

But after being discovered by Allen, he could no longer get out of the predicament.

Renard naturally didn't know what Allen was thinking. At this moment, he was controlling the situation of the golden eagle falling in the air with all his strength.

He was not worried that the other party would fall to death or be run to death by a galloping car. This situation was simply impossible for a silver-level caster to happen.

What he was worried about was that the hero behind the golden eagle cut off his arm, cut off the connection between the two, and then escaped.

It is true that the other party has lost the way to monitor them, but on the other hand, the other party will also get out of the predicament, and both sides are once again on the same starting line.

It is even said that because of Alan and his identities, their situation is a little worse. After all, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light.

...

The golden eagle that stopped struggling in the air fell like a meteor, but was not injured.

It can be seen that around the golden eagle, there is a transparent light shield that looks like silver-gray, bearing the violent wind pressure and huge resistance.

This is not only a protection, but also a cage.

Originally, the golden eagle's flying height was above the clouds, about four thousand meters above the ground.

After losing power, it suddenly fell down and even fell rapidly under the action of spell traction. It was only a few hundred meters above the ground in about ten seconds.

After realizing that the height around him had reached a critical point, the golden eagle, who had stopped struggling, suddenly opened its eyes.
To be continued...