If I had to say, the armor and weaponry of those 10 seemed superior to the dwarves we've encountered before.

Xiaoinu pondered aloud, reflecting on the descriptions provided by the spirits.

By you could hardly believe that their intentions were merely investigative.

We cannot afford to remain passive.

If a royal is indeed among them, we are doomed.

Don't wear such a carefree expression.

I am not invincible.

Follow me.

There s a strong possibility of a royal among them and we must not allow them to discover our location.

Bayou promptly mounted her griffin leaving Xiao Liua momentarily stunned a royal.

She had never dared entertain such a thought especially as she currently lacked even a commander level companion.

Xiao Yinua wished to share a griffin with Bayou, but Bayou insisted otherwise.

You will lead the way ahead.

If the adversary possesses a royal, you must immediately return on your griffin to alert everyone to evacuate.

I will hold them off.

Bayou spoke with utmost seriousness.

Riding two griffins was also a precaution for her escape.

If Xiao Liua took one, Bayu would be left vulnerable.

Xiao Yianua nodded, recognizing the gravity of the situation and quickly summoned another griffin to ride with a powerful flap of her griffin's wings.

Xiao Inshua took to the skies by you following closely as they set off towards the outskirts of the White Rock Mountains.

Meanwhile, deep within the mountains, a group of 10 dwarves continued their advance.

Clad in deep blue armor, they bore faint arcs of electricity with nine wielding Warhammers and their leader brandishing a spiked mace.

They rode upon lizard-like beasts, swiftly navigating the rugged terrain of the mountains.

Not far ahead loomed a towering peak, the highest among the surrounding summits, and aim to reach its summit to survey the area below.

They must be concealed within the White Rock Mountains.

Send all the sentry hawks to scout the area and report any findings immediately to the leader.

Commanded the dwarf at the forefront to his nine companions.

All the dwarves at top the mountain simultaneously whistled, causing the circling vultures in the sky to scatter in various directions.

The dwarves then retrieve their binoculars to survey the surroundings, seeking any suspicious traces while awaiting reports from the sentinel birds.

Bayou and Xiao Yianua soared through the sky on their griffin, soon spotting a cluster of vultures ahead.

Bayou, intrigued by the sudden presence of so many vultures, was met with Xiao Yianu's urgent shout.

Those are the dwarf sentel birds.

We must eliminate them swiftly.

As the vultures noticed Bayou and Ji and Shu, some began to spiral back.

Bayou closed his eyes, then opened them again.

A blue light flashing in his left eye.

Dozens of vultures ignited in black flames, plummeting downward.

Chapter 145.

The dwarven squad by Yu and Xiao Yianua soared through the skies at top their griffins, heading towards the direction from whence the scout eagle had just returned, certain that the dwarves awaited them there.

"Look, they're at top that mountain.

" Xiao Liu exclaimed, pointing at the dwarves on the summit below.

I see them.

You observe from above.

I shall descend to test the waters.

Bayou responded as he spotted the dwarves.

The dwarves naturally also noticed the figure of Bayou soaring above them.

Without hesitation, Bayou leaped from the back of his griffin.

As he plummeted, the fierce winds caressed his face and his long white hair billowed behind him.

There were 10 dwarves in total below, one of whom, wielding a spike club, stood out distinctly.

If any were to be deemed royal, it would surely be him.

Bayou unshathed his sythe midair, black flames trailing behind him like a comet, his eyes radiating different hues of light as he descended.

Uncertain if this dwarf indeed possessed royal lineage, he opted to unleash his full strength, targeting the dwarf with a spike club.

The dwarf upon witnessing this swung his club with intent.

Arcs of electricity coalescing upon it.

Preparing to deliver a crushing blow to Bayou.

In an instant, as Bayou touched down, he executed a swift teleportation, positioning himself before the dwarf.

His side raised a strike.

The dwarf met him with his club.

Boom.

The already limited space at top the mountain erupted.

Lightning surging outward, producing a cacophony of explosions.

A circular shock wave emanated from the mountains peak, forcing the remaining nine dwarves to shield their faces from the billowing dust.

The good news was that the fo's strength was on par with Bayou's.

He was not of royal caliber.

Bayou felt a wave of relief wash over him.

To match his size's augmented power, the dwarf must possess at least level eight or nine commanding strength.

Fortunately, he was not royal.

It would be absurd to encounter a royal at every turn.

Even this dwarf was taken aback by the unexpected might of this alien human, marveling at the rapid growth of this otherworldly race.

The small, irregularly shaped plateau at top the mountain resembled an arena, offering limited space for their confrontation.

The dwarfes s deep blue armor seemed to resonate with energy, unleashing arcs of lightning that surged from his hands into the spiked club, intensifying the force of his attack against Bayou.

In an instant, Bayou transformed into a wisp of black mist, evading the dwarfest strike.

His form reappeared before the other dwarves.

He could not afford to be delayed by that one.

All of these dwarves must perish.

They could not be allowed to return to relay news.

"Kill her," the dwarf leader commanded, turning to find Bayou behind him, immediately, ordering the surrounding dwarves to attack.

He sensed that Bayou's power matched his own and intended to use these dwarves to wear her down, thereby creating an opportunity by right pupil manifested a frost sigil.

And in an instant, the entire mountaintop was encased in ice, exuding a bone chilling cold.

Countless icicles erupted from around Bayou, lancing toward the surrounding dwarves and forcing them back.

Some dwarves shattered the icicles while others were wounded by their piercing tips.

Bayou swung her sigh at one of the dwarves before her.

His Warhammer shattered under the blow, and he was sent flying.

Aside from the dwarf wielding the spiked mace, Bayou realized the rest were no stronger than the dwarf commander she had faced at the fortress.

In a one-on-one fight, she could annihilate any of them in an instant.

Coughoff, the dwarves, wounded by the icicles suddenly began to cough violently, their breath hitching as if suffocating.

The ice is poisoned.

Only now do they notice faint green wisps swirling beneath the frozen surface.

Though not lethal, the toxin severely weakened their combat prowess.

Another volley of ice spikes shot from the ground, forcing the dwarves to scatter.

None dared to block them now.

Two, already poisoned failed to evade in time.

Bayou froze their feet in place, and in the next moment, black flames consumed them.

In mere breaths, three of the nine dwarves lay dead.

The spiked maze dwarf could no longer stand idle.

He had expected his comrades to hold Bayou at bay, not be slaughtered so effortlessly.

With a furious leap, he brought his weapon crashing down toward Byu s back, shattering the ice beneath and sending shards flying.

Bayou teleported away, reappearing before another dwarf and cutting him down.

The spiked mace dwarf seated.

Her movement was impossibly swift, leaving the others no time to react.