Although the simple map did not explain the history of the black insects, the fact that they made Mount of No Return famous meant something was unusual about them.
In the meantime, the frightened green wolf Jonathan rode dashed into the distance.
Meanwhile, the figure behind him sped up.
“D*mn it! Wait till I find a way to deal with you guys. I’m going to kill all of you!”
Following the string of curses, a figure dashed past Jonathan.
“Stellario!”
Jonathan was astonished to find out who the person was.
Upon closer inspection, he realized the newcomer was the one who was attracting the insects.
Never did Jonathan expect it to be Stellario of the Mallory family.
Then again, it made sense. After all, the Mallory family of Yorksland were the experts in manipulating insects and parasites.
It was absolutely plausible that Jonathan met someone from the family here.
What shocked Jonathan was not Stellario’s presence but the latter’s speed.
Even though Jonathan never fought Stellario in the outside world, the former was given the title of the top cultivator in the Divine Realm for a reason.
The small world had restrained Jonathan’s abilities greatly, making him slower than the green wolf.
Yet Stellario, who was running on his own two legs, managed to not only catch up with Jonathan but also leave him behind.
What technique is this dude using? This is ridiculous!
Already running ahead of Jonathan, Stellario turned around and scoffed, “Hah! So you’re the slowpoke! Weren’t you being ruthless before you came in? Look at you now. Can’t do that anymore, huh? You’re going to die!”
Stellario decelerated and kept a distance of ten meters off to the side of Jonathan, laughing.
The man’s fake laughter puzzled Jonathan.
“I say, Stellario, isn’t your family the expert in rearing parasites? There’s no insect in the whole of Yorksland, and even in this world, that you guys can’t take control of. What’s up with you today? Aren’t you embarrassed about getting chased by these insects?”
Immediately after that, Stellario leaped and shouted, “Let me show you something!”
As he maintained his position mid-air, he stretched out his right arm, revealing a black spear that he thrust toward Jonathan.
“F*ck you!”
Jonathan stepped on the green wolf and launched himself into the air.
With a spurt of blood, the black spear slashed across the green wolf’s back.
For a wolf that was more than ten meters long, a wound that was barely a foot long was nothing.
Just as Jonathan returned to the wolf’s back again, Seboxia’s voice rang out faintly. “The wolf can’t hold on any longer. Run!”
Seboxia was residing in Jonathan’s body.
Even though Seboxia might have unknown intentions toward Jonathan, the two were interdependent. The former would never lie when it came to life-and-death situations.
Besides that, after spending a prolonged time with Seboxia, Jonathan grew to trust the former greatly.
That was why Jonathan leaped again without hesitation when he heard Seboxia’s warning. The former then landed on the mountain and charged forward.
In the meantime, the green wolf behind him turned into an afterimage as it darted past him.
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