After the archive is damaged, I live in another world

What did you teach?

"Don't talk to Dr. Evil, that old jerk is no good."

"Oh—Mr. Invincible, Mr. Invincible, what does that old scoundrel mean?"

"..."

Before going to see Miss Xifeng, Xu Mu had already made up his mind and knew how to proceed.

Any "flying" skill consumes a lot of magic power. Even famous legends cannot soar in the sky for a long time. Crossing the ocean in the flesh is an ability that only the top strong people have.

This Lucky Finch is unknown and obviously not suitable.

They either have to use a boat or ride a flying monster, otherwise they cannot reach the Demon King's Palace standing on the island.

Furthermore, it is more likely that they will use flying monsters—

Compared to ships, flying monsters that can be operated by one person and take off at will are obviously more concealed and can better hide from the eyes and ears of the Central Army.

Since it is a flying monster, it must rest.

Long-distance flights are extremely exhausting. If you die halfway through the flight, the scene will instantly become like "The Life of Lucky Finch". Not to mention the mission, you may even lose your life.

Xu Mu unfolded the map, looked at the islands near the red line, and said, "Xiao Qiangwei, we need to reach one of these islands as soon as possible. As for what to do next, we'll decide after we get there."

"Well?"

The Rose Demon King stretched his neck to look—

She doesn't understand.

But she still nodded and said, "Yeah. Quite a good plan. Then, let's do it!"

Chapter 193 #190 Landing!

In the dark night, a team of griffins took off with the wind and flew over the ocean.

Generally speaking.

Those who can raise and build a griffin air force are all well-known and powerful forces. You can tell which family and whose griffin troops they belong to just by looking at the griffin's saddle.

Some who like to show off will even give the riders a big flag to stick on their backs to show off their strength.

but……

Or rather, as it should be.

This griffin team that traveled at night did not have any identification, and the riders also covered their heads for fear of being recognized.

"Captain Finch, how far is it?"

A griffin approached, and the person on top shouted loudly, trying to communicate.

Lucky Finch's expression was calm, but his tone was a little impatient: "We can be there before dawn."

Before dawn...

Isn't it still several hours away?

The man shouted again, "We've been flying for six hours straight! Captain Finch, our Griffins are almost at their limit!"

"..."

Yes.

Despite the Griffin's incredible endurance, flying for six hours straight is still a heavy burden.

Not to mention others, even the elite griffin under Lucky Finch's mount showed signs of fatigue. If it didn't rest for a while, it might not make it to the finish line.

Finch pointed to a small island in front of him on the left and said, "Let's go there and rest for half an hour!"

"Yes!"

The man next to him drove the griffin to the rear to convey the captain's instructions.

Lucky Finch piloted the griffin toward the nameless island. As he got closer, he frowned slightly and thought to himself, "Why is the vegetation so dense? Was the island like this the last time I was here?"

Can't remember.

The last time I was here was a few months ago, and no one would pay special attention to an island that doesn't even have a name.

Lucky Finch didn't think twice and continued to land.

……

……

On the nameless island, Xu Mu and the Rose Demon King lay in the grass, carefully observing the movements above their heads.

"Yeah, everything is just as Lord Invincible predicted. They really chose to land on this island! Lord Invincible is really a god of cooking, right?"

"He knows things like a god."

"Yes! He's as good as a god!"

popping.

The Rose Demon King patted Xu Mu's shoulder to show his appreciation.

Actually, there is nothing to praise.

First of all, there are not many islands on the red line. Secondly, both Wolf Master and Black Skirt are familiar with the common flying monster "Griffin" and know its general capabilities.

Xu Mu knew that this "Lucky Finch" would definitely take action after dark, and he also knew that he would not take it easy.

He calculated on the map and easily located the island beneath them; there was nothing unexpected about Lucky Finch's behavior, everything was so logical.

only--

Xu Mu asked, "Little Rose, these plants won't alert them, right?"

The Rose Demon King was very confident: "No. I am the 'Demon King of Growth'. The plants I promote are no different from natural ones. Unless they are 'clergy' of extremely high purity and powerful abilities, they will not be able to detect any abnormalities."

is it?

That's good.

The island was bare at first, making it difficult to ambush.

Fortunately, the Rose Demon King is a true master.

After arriving on the island, she raised her little hand, and immediately new sprouts broke through the soil on the island, and grew into a forest in just a few breaths!

this--

You wouldn’t have guessed it, but this devil is also an environmental expert.

"Woo! Woo——"

Lucky Finch and the others blew out a horn, and the well-trained griffins obediently landed on the ground and folded their wings.

"hiss."

A man spoke up, looking at the surrounding vegetation and said, "Captain Finch, what kind of trees are these? The islands we've seen along the way were all bare, so why are the vegetation so lush here?"

Lucky Finch waved his hands. "What do you care what kind of tree this is? Hurry up and set up the 'magic circle'. We can only rest for half an hour at most!"

"Yes!"

The griffin flew for six hours and its endurance reached its limit.

If it recovers naturally, it will probably take at least three or two days for it to stand up again.

However, as griffins are important flying magical beasts and a regular part of the military, humans have of course conducted in-depth research on them and have developed magic circles to quickly restore their strength.

This kind of magic circle is likely to have an impact on the griffin's body, but the military situation is urgent, who cares so much?

Just fly for me!

Lucky Finch and the others were quite capable. They divided the work and worked together to quickly draw a magic circle on the ground, driving all the griffins into it.

"Om-"

The magic circle emitted an ominous red light, and the griffins let out uneasy low howls, but not a single one tried to leave.

Generations of racial improvement and long-term training have long since smoothed out their inherent brutality and unruliness. Today's griffins are little more than pet dogs with enormous bodies.

Lucky Finch let out a breath. After flying for six hours, he was somewhat tired.

He waved his hand and said to the others, "Okay everyone, let's take a break too!"

"Yes."

The others sat down and began to rest.

They didn't notice for the moment that amidst the slight rustling sound, sections of emerald green vines quietly climbed up their shoes, silently entangled their ankles, and finally -

Tie up their thighs!

Lucky Finch noticed the green stripe on his thigh, but he didn't care. He just thought it was a branch that accidentally got caught on his body, and he casually pushed it away.

With this pull, something unusual happened!

The weak branches were surprisingly sticky, and Lucky Finch's push not only failed to push them away, but instead gave them new ways to climb.

In just a moment, it wrapped around Finch's forearm!

this? !

What is this!

"Huh...what the hell?"

Finch still didn't realize the seriousness of the situation. He used both hands and all his strength to stand up, stretch his hands and legs, and jump up and down.

Such a violent struggle could theoretically even free him from the python's clutches, but—

The vines and branches were still stubbornly entangled on him, like a ghost!

"Damn it!"

Lucky Finch roared, he turned to look at someone and said, "Hey old Zack! Help me get the-ah ye?!"

Old Zack, fallen.

“Woo! Woo woo woo—”

Not only Old Zack, but the five people who came with Lucky Finch had been tied up like five green dumplings and could not move.

The emerald green vines even took root and sprouted in their mouths, pressing their tongues so tightly that they couldn't even make a sound!

"Who! Who!"

At this moment, Lucky Finch finally realized: they were ambushed!

but……

who is it?

What are these vines?

No one responded to him.

There was only the sound of the sea breeze.

“Damn it, damn it! Damn it—Ahhhh!”

Lucky Finch unleashed all his magic power, attempting to disperse the vines with a torrent of magical power! However, this desperate struggle did not help him escape. The magic power he unleashed was absorbed by the vines wrapped around him, and in turn increased their strength.

"puff!"

The vines binding him suddenly grew thicker, squeezing his internal organs together in an instant.

Lucky Finch was hit hard and spit out blood!

Chapter 194 #191 It’s Right to Be Afraid

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man lost the strength to stand.

Finch fell hard on his face. The vines pressed against his cervical spine, preventing him from raising his head. In his limited field of vision, he saw two pairs of legs, one longer and one shorter.