Although his mouth was saying it hurt, Allen did not hesitate at all. He stood up extremely quickly and looked at the scene around him.

Before, because the blood-colored vortex had a very strong recoil force, Allen was bounced out for a distance, basically far away from the center of the battlefield.

Therefore, Allen was not captured by those strange blood-colored silk threads, nor was he trapped in the dilemma of Reynard.

Alan looked at the bright red sky in the distance, his body moved quickly, turning into streams of light and heading towards the center of the battlefield.

However, although he was a little anxious, Allen did not cruise with supersonics.

Because in his perception, the life breath of Renard and others did not fluctuate much, and the magic energy particles in that area flowed extremely normal, and there was no sign of a big fight.

So, Allen chose to go into the village quietly and shoot.

This not only reduces physical energy consumption, but also hides Allen's whereabouts well.

Moreover, this is also the suggestion of the three who joined forces with Mr. Derria and Ms. Kelly.

The mottled tree shadows fell on the ground, scattered all over the ground, and the clear sky covered by dark clouds had a gloomy breath, only a little red light came from a distance, reflecting the wide forest more gloomy and strangely.

Just in this ancient group of trees, under the shadows of light and darkness, Alan seemed to be a silent ghost floating by, without causing any dust.

...

"Long time no see you guys."

Hall Cavasia looked at the people who did not speak and greeted him again. The smile on her face was still warm, but it did not make people feel warm.

Hall Cavasia came from afar, so the first line of defense they faced was the protective circle built by Renard and Allen.

Of course, Allen was already flying far away at this time and was on the way back, so only Reynard answered.

"I wonder what Mr. Hall is expensive to come here?"

Renard seemed to have no concern about the red silk thread on his body, and asked in a very plain tone.

"Nothing, I just want to make friends with you."

Hall didn't care about Renard's calm face, nor did he care about the other party's emotional tone, but he just answered with a smile.

Renard smiled indifferently, his tone contained indescribable mockery and jokes, "Hold the knife on the other party's neck and then make friends with a smile?"

"This method is unheard of." The pupils with faint dark circles could not see the bright colors, and they were calm and deep as ever.

"Sorry, but in order to ensure that both of us can have a conversation in a friendly and friendly atmosphere, I can only come up with this bad idea."

The smile was still and the tone was gentle, but with the tacit cooperation of the tone and face, people could not feel the slightest warmth.

Renard and Hall were fighting in front of him, as if nothing had happened, but in such a calm, people could feel the turbulent undercurrent.

Mr. Derria, Ms. Kelly, as well as Mr. William, Prince Jade from the Dwarf Empire, the silver-level powerful man they didn't know for the time being, and the newly arrived imperial capital, were also looking here calmly, thinking about the reason why the other party came here.

Although they were a little far apart from Renard, even the strong men of the Black Iron Level were somewhat unable to match their strength at such a distance.

However, for the strong men of the Silver Level, this kind of distance conversation is not much different, so they are fully capable of getting the latest news as soon as possible, and they do not even need to use communication techniques or contact devices.

After Hall finished speaking, he looked at Renard with a smile, and did not rush to speak, but waited patiently for the other party's inquiry.

After more than ten seconds, he seemed to have received some news, or knew that Renard would not ask questions for the time being, he continued: "I won't make things difficult for everyone. After all, I and the forces behind me can't bear such consequences."

"I just hope that you can agree to a trivial request to satisfy our narrow desire for knowledge."

"If you can agree to our request, then after the event is completed and after we leave safely, these tricks will be automatically lifted."

"I don't know what you think?"

Hall said with a smile, his speech was neither fast nor slow, with a very confident sense of rhythm, and seemed to be completely unworried about the possibility of his rejection.

Renard stared at Hall deeply, without saying anything.

However, the surging magic power on his body became more and more fierce, and the violent magic power washed away the solid blood-colored thread like a torrent of the rock.

Of course, all this was silent, hidden under the plain appearance.

He could feel the elimination of the blood-colored thread, and could also sense the disappearance of the strange power that was extremely sharp and like a needle, knowing that what he had done was not useless.

However, his heart was still not relaxed, but he was heavy, as if he was being pressed by something.

Although, through his own efforts, he could be sure that the power of these blood-colored silk threads is powerful but not indestructible. As long as he is given enough time, he can solve it.

However, the worst thing he has now is time.

If he continues to consume according to the current situation, it will take at least one day and one night to get rid of the blood-colored threads connected to his body, and can also drive away the strange energy that has penetrated into his body.

But this can only be a delusion after all. Not to mention whether this guess is accurate or not, the other party will not give him so much time.

However, although he knew this truth in his heart, Renard did not discourage, but reiterated such "useless work".

Although it is troublesome to solve this problem, if the correct way can be found, the time will inevitably be greatly shortened.

Solving this problem is like unzipping a password lock.

Renard's method of using magic to eliminate it is the stupidest, just like trying passwords one by one.

If he can take some skills to understand the structure of the entire password lock and know the principle, the process of unblocking the password lock will inevitably be greatly accelerated.

And the work Renard is doing mainly this, so he doesn't mind chatting with Hall to delay time.

Moreover, not only him, but also Ms. Kelly, and Mr. Derria were also busy.

There were even several strong men from the dwarf side, as well as the imperial capital mission that had just arrived without a formal connection.

After all, although they didn't have blood-colored silk threads on their bodies, almost all the people they brought were hit.

“What are the requirements?”

Although he was still secretly studying what the blood-colored silk thread was on his body, Renard did not forget the disguise on the surface.

After pondering for a few seconds, he spoke slowly and asked in a very plain tone.

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry." Hall suddenly laughed, as if he had just realized that he had said it for so long and had not even expressed his request.

"No, it's not a request, it's a request." After laughing, he carefully corrected the error in Renard's language.

"Our request is very simple, it is to allow us to visit the two big guys."

As soon as the words came to an end, the whole scene seemed to have been stopped as if the pause button was pressed.

If you weren't able to still feel the cold wind and detect the flow of air, others would really doubt whether time had stopped moving.

"impossible."

Renard's eyes, which had been a little void, suddenly opened, projecting an unparalleled look.

Word by word, it makes a sound.

Although he didn't know that the other party would make such a request, Renard gave an answer without thinking too much.

Some things are principled issues that cannot be violated.

Not to mention that the Dwarf Empire delegation is a visitor, they have no right to deal with the other party's magic warship.

Besides, their own magic airship also gathers the most cutting-edge high-tech technological creations of the empire. Their value and importance are almost unimaginable.

If they were put on, they could leak these precious news by turning around.

Don’t say that they just see what they can do, let’s not talk about the others, the extraordinary brains that the silver-level powerhouses can parse out enough things.

Even if the information is just scattered and superficial, that's great.

Such consequences are almost unbearable.

...

Renard and Hall stood in the distance and talked, five meters apart, and there was a large group of people standing silently behind both sides.

From a distance, it seems like two big bosses leading their subordinates to meet.

Deria and Kelly followed their executive department, as well as the Dwarf Mission, and the newly arrived Imperial Capital Mission, all stood in the distance and watched without saying a word.

And Alan, too.

He stood under a dense ancient tree and looked at the scene in the distance.

The black combat uniforms and the shadows today blend very appropriately and complement each other.

Allen's breathing was so light that it was almost unsensible that it seemed to be integrated with this quiet forest.

He just stood there quietly, silently.

...

Bang bang bang bang...

The harsh gunshots pierced the sky and woke up the city of Gria, which had been peaceful for a long time.

【Really unlucky.】

The middle-aged man in the mask shook his head with some worries, and was speechless about his current situation.

At this time, he had already dispersed with his subordinates and began his own escape journey.

Because he himself is a silver-level powerful man, he easily escaped the pursuit of the executive commissioner without the involvement of high-end combat power.

The gunshots are just the product of others not completely free from danger.
To be continued...