1228: Chapter 474: Agent_1 1228: Chapter 474: Agent_1 After Master Sun’s group had hidden among the mountains, Windsor carefully slid down from the top of the giant rock.
When she walked out of the Stone Forest and saw the wolf bones all over the ground, she swallowed hard.
What a miser, not leaving a single piece of wolf at!
Then she took a handful of dried at and fried noodles from her Storage Brocade Pouch and stuffed them into her mouth.
As a Tier-5 Witch Priest, she had already severed her need for sustenance, but wanted to eat sothing at this ti.
However, this kind of dry food was really hard to eat.
Windsor identified her direction and then took out her communication Witchcraft Instrunt and called her companion: “Alage Spercer, where are you?” The two communicated and agreed on a rendezvous point, then headed there together.
The eight people chosen by the Great Chieftain ca from different tribes, but with only four ancient artifacts, there was bound to be competition.
So they had secretly ford alliances with each other.
For example, Windsor and Alage Spercer had known each other since childhood.
If both of them obtained an artifact this ti, their two tribes would form an alliance through marriage.
If one succeeded and the other failed, the matter would not be ntioned again.
After Windsor left, Master Sun’s group quietly appeared, still standing next to the giant rock.
Windsor’s concealnt Witchcraft Instrunt could hide from the Tier-6 Leader Wolf but not from Master Sun, Santa, and the Tier-8 Swordswoman, who were all in the Seventh Realm.
Santa indeed knew Borg but did not know where Borg had set up his sleeping place.
Since there was a Heaven’s Chosen from the Northern Region nearby, they could just follow her.
After Windsor and Alage Spercer t as planned, the Northern Region girl imdiately told him what she had seen and was very pessimistic: “Why didn’t the Great Chieftain stop these people from the Wood Dynasty from entering the Ancient Annihilation Domain?
We are only in the Fifth Great Realm; how can we compete with these powerful Wood People?”
Alage Spercer’s temperant was sowhat similar to the Great Chieftain’s, being innately arrogant and optimistic: “This is our ancestors’ territory.
We have heaven, earth, and people on our side.
The Wood People have beco headless flies in this place, unable to even find Borg’s sleeping place.
Moreover, the Great Chieftain must have entered this place as well, and he will personally stop these people from the Wood Dynasty.
Our mission is to open the tomb and obtain the artifacts that belong to us.”
He rubbed Windsor’s hair: “Don’t worry, I will protect you.”
Windsor frowned, disliking Alage Spercer’s always self-righteous appearance.
She could see that there were not only one Seventh-level person among those from the Wood People.
If the Great Chieftain could have resisted them, they wouldn’t have been able to enter the Ancient Annihilation Domain.
She reminded Alage Spercer, but he didn’t take it seriously.
Moreover, when he approached her, he carried a strong sll, so Windsor backed away a few steps.
Different from the ordinary Northern Region People who bathed once every three days, she always burned the incense from the Wood People in her tent.
She felt that this strong body odor represented the uncivilized and vulgar nature of the Northern Region People.
This kind of incense was expensive.
Fortunately, after the previous Saintess of North Ice incident, the Wood People agreed to open border markets.
As long as one had money, this incense was not scarce.
Windsor had no idea that opening border markets to the 36 tribes of the Northern Region and exporting the luxury goods of the Wood Dynasty, as well as intentionally or unintentionally promoting so of the “elegant civilized lifestyle” of the Wood Dynasty, had been Master Sun’s idea.
She didn’t know why, but when facing Alage Spercer, the figure of that Wood person nad Glenn Mitchell suddenly ca to her mind.
He rarely spoke or smiled, his expression like the eternal snow and ice on the top of a snowy mountain.
His clothes were simple but neat, and his manners impeccable.
Those Wood People called him “Glenn Mitchell.”
When faced with Windsor’s resistance, Alage Spercer thought she was just being shy, and he laughed triumphantly: “Let’s go, together we can definitely get at least two artifacts.
It would be best to seize all four artifacts!”
Windsor shook her head secretly.
The eight of them had similar strengths, and it was already very difficult to get two artifacts.
How could he be so confident that they could monopolize all four?
The two of them followed a valley, and suddenly saw a huge Golden-eyed Sea Dragon flying over the mountain peak.
The Sea Dragon’s claws were holding a person.
They both paused, showed mutual restraint, didn’t approach each other, and then went their separate ways.
“It’s Aser!
Their tribe has an ancient Witchcraft Instrunt that can fuse with the Witch Priest, transforming into a Tier-6 Golden-eyed Sea Dragon!” Alage Spercer recognized: “Damn it!
Their tribe announced to the outside world 300 years ago that this Witchcraft Instrunt was lost!”
“The one in the Sea Dragon’s claw is Anger.
They tead up, just like us.”
Windsor felt even more uneasy.
She tead up with Alage Spercer because their two tribes had a good relationship, as did Aser and Anger.
But why couldn’t Lionel Turner and the other three form an alliance?
Their four tribes had an excellent relationship.
If the four of them joined forces, they could easily defeat Windsor and Alage Spercer.
But Alage Spercer had already continued walking ahead, calling back to her: “Don’t dawdle, hurry up.” Windsor shook her head secretly.
This reckless fellow really had no strategy at all.
At this ti, she couldn’t help but think: Since the ancestors of the Wood People had written many military books, Glenn Mitchell must have read them.
If he were in front of her now, he should understand her worries and not think she was just “dawdling.”
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