Chapter 21 Tracking
"Are level eight guys worthless now?"

The two people below were both at level eight, and they were surrounding the trace left by Safrina's breath that night.

"We don't need to look for it anymore. This kind of icy breath is most likely a silver dragon. If you are hit by this breath, your body will turn into ice and there will be no corpse left."

The necromancer picked up a piece of ice that had not yet completely melted on the ground and said affirmatively.

"Why is it a silver dragon? Salir was burned to death by the flames over there."

The soldier seemed confused.

"Maybe the silver dragon didn't use its breath over there, and only used dragon language magic to burn the guy to death?"

The warrior nodded, seeming to agree with the necromancer's conjecture.

After all, in a place like theirs, the possibility of two dragons appearing on the same day is basically zero.

"After all, that guy is relatively weak, so the dragon probably can't use its breath to deal with him."

If he waited until the warrior walked away, he would be able to easily deal with the eighth-level necromancer and eliminate all the undead creatures.

Of course, he didn't expect that the eyes spying on him came from above his head, but even if he thought of it, it would be difficult for him to notice Fari seven thousand meters above his head when he looked up.

He muttered to himself, but didn't see anything unusual behind him.

After all, this large-scale undead rampage did not seem to be the result of one or two necromancers going crazy due to loneliness, but rather a planned and coordinated overall action.

The warrior was obviously of higher status and made the decision on the spot.

"Then I will go back to the city and report the situation to the Sir. We need to make some targeted preparations for the possible appearance of the silver dragon."

Even if Farui clears out the undead creatures here, more people will come to investigate, and maybe they will eventually find Farui's lair.

"Ok?"

The necromancer waved his hand, and the undead beside him dispersed and disappeared into every corner of the barren mountain. Only Fari could observe them from the air and see their approximate location. If they were on the ground, it would be difficult for ordinary people to notice these motionless undead creatures hidden in the shadows.

But obviously, this does not solve the problem.

And Fary is still not sure how powerful the mastermind behind the undead rampage is. What if it is the kind of person he can't afford to offend? Maybe his own lair will be destroyed.

Ferry followed.

After confirming again and again that there were no followers behind them, the caravan started moving again.

"Let's go check out what force is behind this. Anyway, they are targeting Safrina now. She is not easy to deal with."

"Something seems to be watching me?"

At that height, Fari was just an imperceptible black dot to the people below.

"Go ahead. I'll stay here and collect some fresh corpses."

After thinking about it, Fari maintained his flying altitude and hung far behind the eighth-level warrior.

The soldier seemed to have discovered something and turned his head to look back.

Ferry hesitated for a moment.

The soldier shrugged, said nothing more, and jumped onto the caravan. The caravan started moving and moved slowly forward.

"Why are there so many undead?"

High in the sky, Fari could see the situation below very clearly.

There are undead creatures everywhere, they are hiding everywhere, in forests, swamps, and abandoned villages. There are undead creatures lying quietly in those hard-to-detect corners, waiting for their master's orders.

"With this number, if they really go berserk, a lot of people will die."

Fary counted calmly. He had seen more than 5,000 undead creatures along the way. There were also quite a few level 2 and 3 undead creatures. If they continued to grow and there were a few level 7 and 8 undead creatures, there might be a chance to break through the city in the distance.

"Why haven't the human forces in this area responded yet?"

Farui could see that many villages below had been destroyed. These villages were all properties of the local human nobles. Normally, these undead would have been struck by the iron fists of nearby human armies and hired adventurers not long after destroying the villages.

Soon, Fari knew why these humans were standing still.

The soldier and the caravan drove into the city in a swagger. He just showed his badge. The soldiers at the city gate didn't even do a basic check and let the caravan into the city.

Farui didn't dare to get too close to the city. There were several masters of level seven or eight in the city, not to mention that Farui had a vague feeling that there seemed to be a stronger guy hiding.

He could only find the most suitable position in the sky and try his best to keep the warrior in his sight.

Fortunately, the soldier did not go far in the city.

Soon he arrived in front of a luxurious mansion.

"Please tell the lord that Kakapol is back."

The distance was very limited, and Fari could only barely hear what the eighth-level warrior said.

A soldier guarding the door quickly turned around, walked into the mansion, and went to report.

"Sir? He looks like a man of some status. Is he a noble?"

Fari was hovering in the air, and the soldier who had gone in to report soon reappeared.

"My lord, the knight wishes to see you, and the materials should be placed in their old place."

Popocar ​​waved to the caravan behind him, and the caravan slowly moved away, soon leaving Fari's sight. He followed the soldiers into the mansion.

"Can't hear it anymore..."

Fary tried hard to prick up his ears, but the lack of physical performance could not be easily compensated by hard work, and he could not hear the rest of the conversation.

But his trip was not without gain. At least he knew that he alone as a dragon could not solve the current threat.

At times like this, you need help.

Fari turned and flew towards his nest.

"I can only go to Safrina."

The only helper he could find recently was the silver dragon.

And it was obviously impossible for Fary to go to her empty-handed. No dragon would work for other creatures for free.

"What should I prepare?"

Farrell thought.

"Gold coins are hard currency, but they are too common. I don't think Savrina is short of them."

Savrina has been coming to the mainland frequently since she was fifty years old. She has seen a lot of treasures on the mainland. Ordinary people cannot persuade her to help with gold coins alone.

"Wait a minute, it flew over again."

Fary turned around and once again confirmed that there was something wrong with the place where he built his nest.

Even during the day, when he could clearly sense the location of his territory, he would subconsciously ignore the existence of the village if he was not paying attention.

Only by concentrating could he see the village clearly.

Then, Farri saw three ogres, with plows harnessed to their bodies, running wildly across the fields.

(End of this chapter)