Chapter 308: Who is hunting who?
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Then—up north, far beyond the scorched carnage of the Solarclaw Tiger in Verdantia…

A group cut through the forest skies like mana arrows: the Bluemoon brothers—Zenon, Zion, and Zane—with their elite retainers: Lancelot, Eirene, Troy, Axel, Ragar, and Melven.

They moved as a fluid formation, slipping through the towering emerald canopies of the Celestwood Highlands, trees so ancient and tall their crowns vanished into the heavens, their trunks wide as temples.

They flew swiftly—a blur of mana distort, wind-wrapped silhouettes, and faint streaks of mana pulsing with each controlled step on the air.

The forest wind howled around them, scattering leaves and branches in their wake, but the group remained focused, unaware of what lurked just behind.

They were being hunted.

But they didn’t know it yet.

“We’ve been moving for hours already,” Zenon thought, blue eyes glancing sideways, though his expression was calm.

He glanced over his shoulder briefly.

His eyes fell on his youngest brother—
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