Albert reached out and held Mark, whispering, "There's a sound of water ahead."
Mark nodded, walked lightly, and the two walked in the direction of the sound of water. After pushing aside the dense bushes, a small river appeared in front of them. The river water was clear and sparkling under the starlight, and there were several small boats docked by the river.
"It seems we can take a boat down the river." Mark whispered, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
In this way, they can leave this mountainous area faster and avoid pursuers better.
Albert nodded in agreement, and the two quickly jumped into a small boat and untied the rope.
Mark gently pushed the boat, and the boat slowly sailed away from the river bank and merged into the night.
Mark sat at the stern and paddled hard, and the boat slowly drifted downstream with the water. The river gradually became turbulent, and the speed of the boat became faster and faster. While rowing, Mark vigilantly observed the surrounding environment. The trees on both sides of the river swayed in the night wind, like a monster with bared fangs and claws, casting a gloomy shadow.
"There are figures swaying on both sides of the river." Albert suddenly whispered, frowning.
Upon hearing this, Mark handed the oar in his hand to Albert, and took out the spear left by Elder Eric from the space ring, holding it tightly in his hand, with a sharp gaze, watching the surroundings vigilantly.
In the night, the shadows of the trees on both sides of the river seemed to hide countless dangers.
"Swoosh!" An arrow shot out from the woods on the shore, flew past Mark's ear, and nailed to the boat board. Mark's face changed, and he immediately realized that they were discovered.
"Lie down!" Mark shouted in a low voice, and pulled Albert down at the same time.
Almost at the same time, more arrows shot out from the woods, flying towards the boat like raindrops. Mark waved his spear and blocked the arrows one by one. The crisp sound of metal collision was particularly harsh in the silent night sky. His movements were swift and powerful, and every strike was extremely accurate, without a single unnecessary movement.
"Damn it!" Albert cursed, he knew that they were surrounded.
He paddled harder, trying to leave this dangerous area as soon as possible. The river rolled, splashing water, and the boat was like a fallen leaf, shaking violently in the turbulent river.
Mark's eyes were stern, he put away his spear, used his fingers to shoot, aimed at a man in black hiding behind a tree, and a golden light shot out from his fingers. This is what Mark learned from the books left by the great elder. Gathering energy at one point can inspire powerful power.
The golden light hit the target accurately with a sound of breaking through the air. The man in black screamed and fell to the ground. Seeing this, other men in black rushed out of the woods and surrounded the boat in the river. They were dressed in black, holding bows and arrows, like ghosts, looming in the night.
Mark took a deep breath, he knew that this was a tough battle.
He waved his spear, deflecting the arrows one by one, while protecting Albert. His movements became faster and faster, almost turning into a shadow. The boat was violently bumping in the river, and Mark and Albert were in danger. Arrows kept shooting from all directions, and the boat's hull had been shot with holes.
Albert gritted his teeth and paddled with all his strength. The speed of the boat was getting faster and faster, gradually moving away from the black-clad man on the shore. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his breathing was rapid, but his eyes were shining with a firm light. Finally, the boat broke out of the encirclement and disappeared in the vast night. The black-clad man on the shore could only watch them escape, unable to catch up.
"Huh..." Albert let out a long sigh and slumped in the bottom of the boat, feeling weak all over. Mark also put down his spear, leaned on the side of the boat, and looked at the river bank that was gradually receding, with a flash of fatigue in his eyes.
"We are safe." Mark said, with a hint of relief in his tone. Albert nodded and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Mark reached out and scooped up a handful of water from the river, washing the blood off his face. The cold water refreshed him.
Albert followed Mark's gaze and looked north. The night sky was dotted with stars, like sparkling diamonds, inlaid on the dark blue curtain. He was silent for a moment, picked up the oars again, paddled hard, and the boat accelerated again, heading north. The river was wide, the water was gentle, and the shadows of the trees on both sides were swaying, which seemed particularly quiet in the night. "We have to find a place to rest," Albert said, panting. His arms were a little sore from rowing for a long time. "My physical strength is almost at its limit." Mark looked around and found a dense reed marsh on the river bank. "We can hide there for a while." He pointed to the reed marsh and took the oar from Albert. "You rest for a while, I'll row." Albert nodded, handed the oar to Mark, and then leaned against the side of the boat, closing his eyes and resting. Mark rowed the boat and carefully drove it into the reed marsh. The reeds were very tall, covering the sky and completely hiding the boat. The boat gently hit the soft riverbed and stopped moving. The reed marsh was very quiet, with only the sound of the river flowing gently and the rustling of the reeds. The moonlight shone through the gaps in the reeds and sprinkled on the river, forming dots of silver light. Several unknown water birds flew out of the reeds, making a few crisp calls, breaking the tranquility of the night. Mark put the oars on the bottom of the boat, then took out some dry food and water from the space ring and handed them to Albert, "Eat something." Albert took the dry food and water and ate them voraciously. He was really hungry. The escape just now consumed a lot of his physical strength. Mark also picked up a piece of dry food and ate it slowly, while vigilantly observing the surrounding environment. He was worried that the pursuers of the Rebirth Organization would catch up here.