The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

The cabin door opened. Jacob narrowed his eyes against the strong gushes of wind as he walked to the hatch and leaped down.

After all thirteen people had leaped out of the plane, the cargo plane turned and disappeared into the distance.

Meanwhile, on a two-thousand-meter-high mountain at the north of the valley, strong winds fluttered Jerry's clothes as he turned to Fernando.

At the same time, electronic sounds kept coming from the dark green tent behind them.

"You are too inefficient." Jerry shook his head and looked away.

Fernando's expression fell slightly. He breathed in the cold air deeply before saying, "The Cruor Sect has been entrenched in Lagrasse for a few hundred years. Therefore, we must exercise utmost caution when we decide to act. Furthermore…"

Fernando looked at the valley fearfully. "The Cruor Sect is one of the ten largest cults in Central District. Although they appear restrained in their actions since the founding of the Central Federation, in reality, they are full of evil deeds! Any escaped follower will lead to severe consequences if the operation fails!"

"Hmm, it is only a cult of a few hundred years old." Jerry smirked and continued, "Anyone who dares to anger my boss only has one end. They shall disappear like smoke from the face of the earth!"

Fernando did not dare to agree with that statement.

Although the eleven Dragon Guardians seemed like mighty fighters, one should also keep in mind that the Cruor Sect was one of the ten most prominent cults.

Every follower in the valley below them had their hands stained with bloodshed and possessed immense dark powers. Otherwise, why would the Central Federation not do anything to eliminate them? In actuality, it was not that the Central Federation did not wish to get rid of the Cruor Sect. Instead, it was because the Central Federation were powerless against them!

The Scarlet Dragons planned to overturn the foremost altar of the Cruor Sect with only thirteen people. He had never heard something like this, even in a few hundred years of history.

Fernando acted as an intermediary between the Scarlet Dragons and the Ministry of Defense in this mission to eradicate the Cruor Sect. Thus, Jerry could not help but frown, seeing the faint look of disbelief on Ferdando's face. "You only have to guarantee that your men guarding the periphery will not miss out on any follower of the Cruor Sect. As for the rest, you can stand still and watch."

Fernando nodded confidently. "Don't worry about that. The Ministry of Defense has sent two thousand people and even requested help from Soaring Eagles to help secure the perimeter. Not even a mouse can escape this twenty kilometers radius!"

"That's good to hear." Jerry folded his arms and nodded as he watched Jacob lead eleven Dragon Guardians to infiltrate the valley.

"Who's there? How dare you trespass on the Cruor Sect's foremost altar?"

Then, a bloody smoke floated out from the depths of the valley's ancient forest. It instantly turned into a giant blood-colored arrow and shot through the air toward Jacob.

Jacob was a hundred meters in the air when he saw the giant blood-red arrow ten meters below him. He smirked and clapped his hands.