The Medallion

"Sir, all you need to do is to assemble the troops and lead them five hundred meters to the west from the Wild Hill Pass. When you arrive there, you will see a hole in the ground in front of you. Don't be afraid to enter the hole and walk along the tunnel. At the end of the tunnel, you will find the Tiger Whisker Pass," Rocky explained clearly.

"Really?" Tucker had no idea that Rocky had created a passage out of nowhere that connected straight to the Tiger Whisker Pass. It was perfect!

All the soldiers that were present also exchanged looks of shock. In their eyes, Rocky was currently as smart as a god.

"Yes. You heard me right. I have taken the time to arrange everything in advance," Rocky said and confirmed, nodding his head.

"Basil, I must admit that you have really thought this out. You're so well-prepared!" Tucker exclaimed, looking at Rocky in pure awe.

"We don't have much time left for chatting. Sir, you'd better get ready and leave as soon as you can," Rocky responded after a flash of a smile.

"Okay." Tucker nodded and then began gathering the remaining soldiers and spirit warriors. He prepared them all to leave.

At the same time, Rocky met with those one thousand soldiers, including Maxwell, and formed them into a small team. He ordered them to collect all the cooking utensils and pots they could find and to make sure that each of the soldiers had one.

When everything was ready, Rocky explained his plan to the team. He asked them to wait until the mist emerged and then to scatter and make as much noise as possible. That would make the army of the spiritual race think that all their troops were launching a fierce attack. In that time, Tucker would have led the troops to a safe place.

After they were sure they understood the plan, Maxwell and the other soldiers followed Rocky to the old city gate of the Wild Hill Pass and prepared themselves.

The soldiers' morale was just high enough for Rocky to display his Army-blessing Scroll.

"Come forth mist..."

got darker and the air began

action now!" Rocky whispered to his

beating on gongs, drums, pots and whatever they had to make as much noise as possible. It played out just

closer. They rushed out of the camp to see what was

into Phelps's tent and reported, "Sir, bad news! The human army is taking

they? Gather the whole army and get ready to fight!" Phelps

take long for the army of the spiritual race to stumble outside and gather near the camp. They stood around, waiting for the human race to attack them. However, half an hour had passed and the army of the human race had not made a move. All they could see was the outline of people flashing deep

into the mist

for us to become impatient and enter the mist. Send our spies to confirm their strength

spies ran into the mist to see what they were up against, but because the mist was so

the spies were forced to return empty-handed and report to their commander, "Sir, the mist is too thick. We can't do what you

thick? Damn it!" Phelps cursed, forming

we enter the mist and fight

at a disadvantage. Never act before figuring out your enemy's strength!" Phelps said. The mist seemed strange to him and he was also worried that it might be a trap made by the human army. In his eyes, the best way of dealing with the situation was to do

army of the spiritual race too scared to attack them under the cover

troops to the position that Rocky had told

loose dirt. Not long after, a gaping, black hole ate away at the soil. In it, there was a tunnel wide enough for three of them to walk

soldiers were scared so no one volunteered to approach it. They didn't feel relief until the shadow dove into the

Basil prepared for us?" Deputy Commander Ma asked, staring into the

think so." Tucker

a spiritual beast dig a