This Giant Dragon is So Powerful!-Chapter 121 - 5: Followers Assembled_3

The original task of the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild was to investigate the secret of how the Higlind family rose to power. Now that the secret has been uncovered, the mission is actually complete, but evidently, the leader is not satisfied with this.

Adventurers are greedy.

Soon, Ossai returned with a very displeased look on his face.

The leader didn’t even need to look to know the outcome.

"They don’t have large-scale spatial bags. That Dogman Tribe has a lot of crude transport wooden carts, loaded with those ores. As for other demon materials, that mage collected them using a spatial bag. Judging from the scale of collected demon materials, that spatial bag is also small-scale," Ossai reported everything he had seen upon his return, his tone somewhat frustrated.

A wasted effort.

"You say they plan to use wooden carts to transport ore? How is that possible? With a complex route of over two hundred kilometers, demon attacks, centaurs roaming, just using wooden carts for transport?" The leader squinted his eyes, shook his head, indicating that it was no joke.

If even one demon managed to break into the team or perform a magic-like attack on the carts, those wooden carts would fall apart or be destroyed. With a few more errors, the whole shipment of ores would be transported in vain.

If the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild were to transport these ores, even as a high-level professional leader, he wouldn’t be confident about preserving more than half of the wooden carts unscathed. This wasn’t a joke.

Entering the Dark Forest without transporting ore, the speed was swift, covering over two hundred kilometers in half a day. But if burdened with a large amount of ore, the outcome would be different. No matter how good your physical fitness is, the efficiency of the transport tools is fixed. Without three to five days, you simply can’t get out of the Dark Forest.

And in three to five days, staying in the Dark Forest with such a large group, do you really think the demons and centaurs are blind and can’t see? Now, how much the centaurs hate humans and adventurers is something even the monsters and demons in the Dark Forest essentially know.

A few disturbances, people might be okay, but the ore will certainly have to be left behind, a wasted effort.

What’s worse is the possibility of a large number of centaur warriors besieging, at that time, even the leader, a high-level professional, wouldn’t dare to say he could survive. Among the centaurs, the number of high-tier professionals like Hurricane Knights is considerable, and they have the home advantage.

The leader was not the only one who thought of this; Ossai, Marsi, and Ryze also realized this problem.

In the distant woods, two rangers from the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild who were inspecting the area’s safety suddenly had their necks spurt blood, heads flying, and headless bodies falling from the trees.

Although the sound was small, everyone in the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild was a master, and they reacted almost instantly.

Then, they saw a group of people walking out of the woods. Leading them was Wit.

"I’ve been waiting for you to act all day, my legs were getting sore, so I had no choice but to take the initiative," Wit said with a slight smile, a trace of contempt flashing through his eyes, as he looked at the leader and others who were glaring at him angrily.

All around him, even in other directions, rustling sounds emerged. One by one, towering dogman warriors, goblin warriors, and giant demon warriors gradually gathered here over time, surrounding the members of the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild in the middle.

As for how the encirclement had been formed so smoothly, and why the high-level professional leader hadn’t led the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild to break out when they had the chance?

Just look overhead.

A twelve-meter-long creature with a lion’s body and an eagle’s head, bearing huge feathered wings, hovered silently in the air. This was a Level 13 Griffin, a terrifying creature that controlled the power of storms.

An elegant white crane, ten meters long with a twenty-meter wingspan, also silently perched at the top of an ancient tree, lowering its head, and its indifferent eyes overlooking the people of the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild. The leader hadn’t seen this creature before, but he felt a strong threat of death from the white crane demon.

Soon after, to the south, behind the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild, a group of tall jackal wolfman cavalry riding on giant gray wolves also slowly stepped out. The leading jackal wolfman was strong and tall, and the silver giant wolf beneath him was incomparably majestic.

Of course, they were also powerful. The leader looked at the silver giant wolf and swallowed hard.

The Silver Moon Wolf, a mature Level 12 Demon, with terrifying speed and a cruel temperament.

And the jackal wolfman who could tame such a terrible demon must be even stronger.

"I surrender," the leader dropped his weapon, raised his hands, indicating his willingness to give up the struggle. As for the other adventurers... they had already raised their hands, their faces pale with fright.

Although the leader was a high-level professional, he was only Tier Ten High, not even reaching Level 11, and his occupation was just the ordinary Warrior profession, essentially the lowest level among high-level professionals.

Facing one, two, three, four, a total of four beings that could easily kill him, the only outcome if he did not surrender was death. At this point, the leader and the other adventurers finally understood why the Higlind family could leisurely transport ore using wooden carts. Wouldn’t they be relaxed going home?

A moment later, after extracting from the members of the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild who had issued the task behind the scenes, Wit led the family warriors, escorting the wooden ore carts back to Pross Town.

However, Wit was also in a bad mood, not because of the nobility’s strong identity and power targeting their Higlind family behind the scenes, but because the Black Dragon Master was displeased with their family.

"The master told you to be careful, this trouble is disregarded this time, but if there’s a next time..." The gray-haired jackal wolfman leader Bryan sneered several times. As a Thirteen-level Seat Wolf Knight, even a slight exertion of his aura could make Wit, the Level 7 Mage, completely stiff.

As the aura was withdrawn, Wit’s entire body was soaked with cold sweat.

"I will inform Roy Clan Leader," Wit stated his attitude.

After Wit took his people and left, Bryan walked over to the members of the Wolf Adventurer’s Guild bound by enchanted chains, inspected them, and after finding no issue, was satisfied and waved his hand,

"Take them away!"

In the sky, the Mother Crane spread its wings, paving the way ahead. Griffin Bley intentionally snorted coldly, also spread its wings, and flew forward.

On the ground, Bryan glanced up at Griffin Bley, grinning to reveal sharp teeth.

"What a class, having a name similar to mine?" Both the jackal wolfman leader Bryan and Griffin Bley had a similar thought flash through their minds.

Griffin Bley is the sixth Contracted Follower accepted by Udi, and the gray-haired jackal wolfman leader Bryan is the seventh. Additionally, with both beast and wolf possessing similar strength and extremely similar names, they have been displeased with each other since their first meeting.

This mission, Griffin Bley didn’t have to come, but upon hearing that the jackal wolfman leader Bryan would participate, it suddenly followed suit.

Anyway, it was bored, and their master had a bunch of followers by his side, needing no protection from it.

"Damn it," Griffin Bley thought, growing increasingly upset.