Mobis urged the night demon vulture to speed up.
The night demon bad eagles shuttled through the forest, his eyes fixed on the mountain range ahead.
As long as he could rush into this complex mountain range, he was confident that he could escape from the pursuit of the dragons.
The supplies he had painstakingly accumulated would also be protected!
In the future, what awaited him would be when he grew strong enough to seek revenge on Mike's door!
However, at this moment, an extremely majestic voice sounded from behind him.
"It is already an offense to live in my Lord's territory!"
"It is even more shameful for you to start running away without thinking of fighting!"
"I, Tyrell the Strange Nightmare Green Dragon, will judge you in place of my Lord!"
Mobis turned his head around in surprise, his eyes wide open.
