Thus, there was hardly any vigilance during their actions.
They never thought they would encounter anything unexpected here.
A small, exquisite compass appeared in Mo Jiaer’s hand.
Clearly, for him to take it out at this moment, this tool was not an ordinary positioning device.
In fact, it was a precious magic item.
Its function was to detect abnormal magic power auras and fluctuations within a certain range nearby.
Therefore, it could provide an early warning and treasure hunting function to some extent.
The compass needle spun rapidly in Mo Jiaer’s hand.
"Click, click, click!"
Several seconds passed, and it still showed no sign of stopping, instead spinning faster and faster.
The dial almost emitted afterimages.
"Is it broken?" Rock glanced at it, then looked away.
Normally, it would stop after a few seconds of rotation to indicate a direction, not spin endlessly like it was now.
Just as Mo Jiaer was also feeling perplexed.
A strong aura pressed down from above, like a mountain.
"Boom!!!"
In the misty path, the annoying fog suddenly dispersed.
But at this moment, everyone present had a dazed expression on their faces.
"The monster is here!"
They looked up.
With the fog gone, sunlight poured through the gap.
In the golden light, a gigantic bat slowly descended from high above.
Its size was enormous, with a wingspan close to 15 meters.
In form, it was a terrifying fusion of a twisted giant bat and a terrestrial dragon, with a body covered in dark green, almost black, rough leathery skin, full of warts and abscesses.
Its head resembled both a dragon and a bat, with a short snout filled with poisonous fangs.
Its limbs were strong, especially the hind ones, which were equipped with curved, sharp claws that reflected chilling light in the sunlight.
Most notably, a swirling mass of murky dark green toxic gas shrouded its eyes.
Every time it beat its wings, it stirred up a strong wind, dispersing the surrounding fog further away.
"It’s the Plaguewing Bat-Dragon!!!"
A knight looked up and noticed this scene, murmuring in a somewhat lost state.
He couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by fear because this Plaguewing Bat-Dragon was an extremely powerful demon.
It was the vanguard demon of the Jade Forest’s king, Queen Green Dragon, known as the "Wart Tyrant".
Why would it appear here?
Originally, having a few wyverns stationed at the dragon’s nest was slightly overkill for Outpost No. 11 on the edge of the vast Jade Forest.
Yet now, for some unknown reason, the Plaguewing Bat-Dragon had descended.
This made the many knights present feel uneasy.
Most of them were only at levels 1-5, although among ordinary people, they were considered elite, they were no different from cannon fodder against such a terrifying demon.
Some knights even began to tremble, and their mounts lost the ability to move.
The powerful aura spread wantonly through the air; if one couldn’t withstand it, they would lose most of their control over their limbs.
This was the impact of a "top-tier combat strength" on the battle situation.
Fortunately, they were not without a backbone.
They all subtly turned their gazes towards the center of the group — Mo Jiaer.
This was seen, the white-robed, middle-aged man’s face displayed a look of realization.
Mo Jiaer stared at the Plaguewing Bat-Dragon overhead, his heart still heavy.
The immense oppression was more than he could bear.
However, his attention was not entirely on the Plaguewing Bat-Dragon itself.
Its appearance further verified the accuracy of the prophecy.
Indeed, he hadn’t searched in vain — the prophecy about the legend lay in the Misty Path!
Otherwise, how could one explain the presence of one of the Queen Green Dragon’s vanguard, the titled Plaguewing Bat-Dragon, here?
He looked towards Rock beside him.
Shouted loudly.
"Everyone, prepare for battle!!"
The booming shout rang in everyone’s ears, rekindling courage in the hearts of the previously frightened knights, mounts, and other beings, making their eyes turn resolute.
"Boom!!!"
The Plaguewing Bat-Dragon noticed the commotion below, as if provoked, the dragon head slowly lowered, emitting a substance-like roar!
Waves of sound pressure crashed down.
...
"Roar!!!"
Gauss drove the clay Conformist towards the direction of the pond.
But soon, he was knocked away by a pure white Conformist atop a giant Tree-man extending a dandelion-like attack with a roar.
The gesture didn’t seem like an attack, more like a warning and repulsion.
Preventing him from approaching the pond.
As if this lowly ordinary Conformist approaching the pond was a desecration to the sacred objects worshipped by many of its kind.
Or perhaps, the closer to the center, the clearer the waves it emitted, and the greater the benefits received? Hence, they were reluctant to share the advantages.
It seems that the hierarchical order exists everywhere, whether in human society or the primal forest where demons survive.
"A bit stingy."
Just as Gauss was feeling a bit at a loss.
The previously calm center of the pond, the floating pure white giant egg suddenly moved, like a heart about to awaken.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
Accompanied by the pulsations, circles of pure white energy visibly radiated outward from it.
This energy wave brushed across the ground, luminous moss, trees, crouching Conformists, and stood Tree-men, instantly causing a huge tremor.
"Boom boom!"
The ground began to tremble.