dognovel Chapter 114 Ji Mohan Appears
Chapter 114 Ji Mohan Appears
Deep in the forest, inside a dark cave, almost completely swallowed by darkness, a group of masked figures gathered silently, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.
The leader was dressed in a dark black robe, with his veil pulled low over his head and a mask covering his face completely.
Beneath the veil, an undisguised aura of cruelty surged forth, as if it were a condensation of countless killings and deaths, inspiring fear in anyone who looked at it.
He spoke slowly, his voice low and cold, devoid of any emotion, "More and more people are looking for him these past few days. Increase the search efforts and find him before anyone else, and take his life."
The words, like cold blades, pierced the silent air. Without exception, the other masked individuals responded in unison, "Yes!"
The voices were firm and resolute, filled with determination and loyalty. Immediately, they began to disperse, their ghostly figures disappearing swiftly into the darkness, silently heading in different directions.
Ten days had passed in the blink of an eye, and Chu Qiuchi and his group had searched almost the entire outer perimeter of the Aris Great Forest. However, they still hadn't found any clues about Ji Mohan.
Ten days of intensive searching left everyone physically and mentally exhausted. Despite this, not a single person complained; instead, their expressions grew even more determined. Everyone was doing their utmost to search every corner of the forest, not daring to overlook any possibility.
The groups gathered again, all with extremely solemn expressions. Chu Qiuchi took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and broke the silence: "We've almost searched the entire perimeter, but we haven't found any clues."
She glanced at the others. "It seems that General Jimo is most likely in the inner perimeter. I wonder how General Luo and General Song's search is going."
Puyang Minghui took a sip of water, wiped his mouth slightly, and panted a few times. "They should be in the inner perimeter. So many days have passed, General Luo and General Song should have some clues by now."
Ao Nanxi leaned wearily against Qin Xiao, her cheeks flushed and panting heavily, and said with difficulty, "There should be some. We don't know the specific situation of the inner perimeter yet, so let's finish searching the outer perimeter first. Once we have a clear picture of the outer perimeter, we'll send them a message to discuss the follow-up matters."
The group exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. Though uneasy, they all understood that the most important thing now was to continue the search. Without hesitation, they took out a map and quickly divided the remaining areas.
Without saying another word, the group split up again, silently traversing the boundless forest. Their figures were concealed by the dense shadows of the trees, with only the occasional sound of footsteps and heavy breathing breaking the surrounding silence.
In the inner perimeter of the forest, near a small ravine close to Moonwalk Valley, dozens of dark figures were concealed among the dense trees, their eyes behind masks fixed intently on the entrance to Moonwalk Valley. The air was heavy, as if even the surrounding wind dared not easily pass by.
One of them asked in a low voice, "Master, he has run into the territory of the Moon-Treading Dragon Clan. Should we continue to chase him?"
The leading man slightly raised his hand, his eyes deep and his gaze sharp as a hawk's as he swept towards the entrance of Moonstepping Valley. After a moment, his deep, hoarse voice slowly rang out.
"No need, let's retreat! It's not advisable for us to engage in a direct confrontation with the Moon-Treading Dragon Clan right now. We've already severely injured him; for him to enter their territory now would be tantamount to suicide."
The men in black around him nodded silently. Then, he turned and led the group in a quiet retreat. The black figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of the forest, leaving behind only silence, as if nothing had ever happened.
Meanwhile, General Luo led his troops at breakneck speed through the inner reaches of the Aris Great Forest, desperately chasing a group of people wearing black masks. The wind howled, the trees flew past, and the entire forest seemed to tremble violently with their pursuit.
Sweat streamed down General Luo's forehead, but he didn't pause for a moment. He waved his staff, and instantly, a pair of enormous black wings appeared from his back.
With the flapping of his wings, the air was instantly filled with intense vibrations, and his speed suddenly increased, rushing straight forward.
In just a few minutes, he had already passed the masked men's group and stopped steadily in front of them, blocking their way.
General Luo's sharp eyes scanned the group of mysterious masked men before him, a cold smile playing on his lips, his voice echoing like thunder in the air.
"A bunch of little mice, you're quite fast runners. Keep running, let's see where you can run to. Hiding your heads and tails, today I'll see if you're hiding a person or a ghost under your masks!"
Before he finished speaking, General Luo waved his staff without hesitation, unleashing a powerful magical attack that swept towards the masked men's group.
The two sides quickly engaged in fierce combat, with magic clashing and light and shadow intertwining, creating a deafening spectacle. Even with their best efforts, they could not withstand General Luo's increasingly fierce offensive and gradually fell behind, their defeat becoming increasingly apparent.
The masked men exchanged a glance, a resolute glint in their eyes, as if they had long been prepared to face death. Without a word, they gave up their final resistance.
A powerful magical explosion followed, and the masked figures fell one after another, their forms gradually dissipating into the air and turning into nothingness. Only the black masks remained, lying silently on the ground, as if they were the only witnesses to their existence.
General Luo gripped his staff tightly, his brows furrowing slightly as his gaze fell upon the scattered black masks on the ground, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.
He was silent for a moment, then muttered to himself, "I wonder what kind of people these are. They're all slippery. Even if I can't beat them, I'll never surrender and will just go straight for my death."
He lowered his head, picked up a black mask that had fallen to the ground, and gently stroked its surface, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Meanwhile, General Song stood in a clearing of woodland, his cold gaze sweeping over his surroundings. Countless black masks were scattered on the ground as well.
These days, no matter how hard they intensify their investigation, these mysterious masked men always disappear from their sight in the most decisive way, taking away all the clues as if they had never existed.
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Long Yueze, a member of the Moon-Treading Dragon Clan, returned to his room exhausted after a full day of searching. As soon as he opened the door, his expression hardened slightly; a faint, almost imperceptible, smell of blood filled the air.
The smell wasn't strong, but it was enough for him to immediately sense something was wrong. He raised an eyebrow, a thoughtful smile playing on his lips.
He casually closed the door and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit. He walked to the table, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and then sat down leisurely in the chair next to it.
The aroma of tea filled the air. He took a casual sip, his gaze slowly sweeping across the room. After a moment, he gently set down the teacup, a playful smile still lingering on his lips, and said softly, "Come out... General Ji Mo."