I have a Synthesizer

At night, Klein's body gradually transformed into mist. In the dark night, this form was almost impossible for human eyes to see.

The mist body had no substance, allowing him to easily pass through the towering city walls.

Klein's figure gradually solidified in the distant jungle. He glanced back at this largest bastion in the eastern part of Tielreira, then turned and headed north.

"Scythe Fiend!"

At Klein's call, it wasn't long before the Scythe Fiend leaped in front of Klein, prostrating itself at his feet.

"Thank you for your hard work. Take me north."

Sitting on the Scythe Fiend's back, the Scythe Fiend obediently flapped its wings, leaping and moving north.

Klein really wanted a bottled creature that could carry him in flight, but such creatures were too rare, unless he crossed the border into the Demonic Beast Zone. Otherwise, finding suitable Demonic Beast materials in the mainland was still relatively difficult.

Although the Scythe Fiend's speed wasn't slow, it was too bumpy, making it uncomfortable to ride. This was Klein's biggest dissatisfaction.

After traveling for some time, just as Klein was thinking about where to gather materials for bottled creatures, the Scythe Fiend suddenly let out a miserable cry.

Klein immediately became alert, his body instantly turning into mist. He immediately felt several ropes pass through him.

Looking closely, blocking their path were countless ropes covered in barbs. Such traps were almost impossible to detect in the dark.

The Scythe Fiend's rapid leaping caused it to be caught by these retractable barbs, tearing large bloody gashes in its wings and body, heavily injured and collapsed on the ground.

Klein's transformed mist slowly descended, hovering on the ground. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue forward, but he sensed that a squad had already surrounded him.

One of them said:

"A lone Tielreira person, likely an intelligence operative."

"Just kill him. This is Tielreira territory."

Although some spoke the same language as Tielreira, some grammar and accents were vastly different from Tielreira's. Needless to say, Klein already knew the identities of these people.

"The Grandok Scythe Brigade?"

Klein frowned slightly. He had underestimated the dangers of the border. He had originally thought that since it wasn't wartime, it was the most suitable time to find his mother.

But he hadn't expected to encounter the Grandok army in the wilderness of the border, and a very elite Scythe Brigade at that.

The scythe represented reaping, and the Scythe Brigade's purpose was to roam the border, specifically to reap scattered enemy soldiers and intelligence personnel.

Both countries had such units, usually small teams of 3-6 people. They often possessed strong mobility and engagement capabilities, using hit-and-run tactics as their usual method.

Just as Klein was staring at the approaching enemies, a curved blade was already silently placed beside his neck.

Soldiers' combat methods were fast, swift, and effective. They usually practiced some extremely explosive moves, such as this one aimed at Klein, stealthy and quick.

However, when the soldier's blade touched Klein's neck, Klein's body turned into mist again.

The Grandok soldier, seeing Klein's body gradually dissipate before his eyes like a rolling cloud of black smoke.

Having experienced many battles, the soldier knew something was wrong and immediately wanted to jump back and retreat, avoiding this mist-like fellow.

As he wanted to escape, he felt a strange energy being injected into his body, an energy that made him very uncomfortable.

His body began to twist violently uncontrollably. Gradually, everything in his vision rapidly magnified.

No, when he saw his teammates in the distance also growing larger, he realized that it wasn't the surrounding things that were enlarging, but his body was shrinking, becoming smaller and smaller.

The soldier wanted to remind his companions that the enemy before them was no ordinary person, but the sound coming from his mouth actually turned into:

"Ribbit! Ribbit! Ribbit!"

He stretched out his palm and couldn't believe that his fingers had turned into a suction cup shape similar to amphibians.

Klein looked at the frog on the ground and smiled with satisfaction.

"Always turning them into sheep is too monotonous. Turning them into frogs seems good too."

A Grandok soldier looked at the frog on the ground and immediately reminded his teammates.

Even if this was an elite squad composed of 2nd-3rd tier individuals, Klein wouldn't take them seriously. The only thing he needed to worry about was how to not let any of the enemies escape.

The other four had already attacked Klein from four different angles. They cooperated tacitly, and their Battle Qi sealed off every corner of Klein's escape. If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely take some effort to deal with.

But Klein was different. Such purely physical attacks, unless they were strong enough to shake space, would have no effect on him in his mist form.

His body turned into mist again, dodging the men's war blades. Klein, who had reformed his body, stood on the back of one of the soldiers.

Having someone standing on his back made the soldier feel his body sink. As he turned his head, Klein had already drawn the Light of Huiyue that he had hidden for a long time.

He swept his sword towards him. With the greatly increased attack power from the Dragon Fang Ornament, coupled with the magic sword's effect of converting 20% of magic power into attack power, the Light of Huiyue's attack power had exceeded that of many greatswords.

The soldier subconsciously raised his blade to block, but his weapon was just an ordinary artifact, and he didn't understand how outrageous the power of Klein's attack was.

The Battle Qi attached to the soldier's war blade was instantly corroded by Klein's Shadow Flames, and he was split in half, along with his blade.

The captain of this Scythe Squad, after witnessing Klein's powerful strength, immediately changed his battle plan and ordered two of his team members to retreat.

"I'll cover the rear, you guys run! This person is too strong to fight head-on. Bring back his information as much as possible."

The two soldiers who received the order immediately left without looking back. It wasn't that they had no feelings, nor were they afraid, but they had to bring back the information.

This was how battles between professional soldiers were. They were more indifferent and cruel than ordinary professionals.

Once they encountered a difficult or unseen enemy and discovered that they couldn't win, the most important thing was to bring back the enemy's information as much as possible.

The battles between the two countries had seen too many such things, and these soldiers were already used to it.

Klein ignored this person and chased directly after the two who were escaping.

The Grandok soldier captain immediately wanted to stop Klein, but four Black Warriors who appeared at the same time blocked him.

"How can there be Undead Summoning? This person's magical abilities are too numerous."

As he confronted the four Black Warriors, a skeletal hand stretched out from the soil and grabbed his ankle.

When the soldier captain subconsciously slashed at the hand bone under his feet, the four Black Warriors also pounced on him at the same time.

"Split up!"

Just as the two escaping Grandok soldiers were about to split up and flee, a thin sword light suddenly crossed a distance of dozens of meters and pierced into one of their chests.

After the sword tip was pulled out, the power of Shadow had already begun to surge through his body. He wanted to take a few more steps, but his increasingly heavy body caused him to fall to the ground.

Klein had already chased behind the last person. The other party's movement speed was very fast, and for a moment he was actually unable to catch up.

Just as this Grandok soldier was about to escape, Klein stopped and stretched out a palm.

The Grandok soldier in the distance seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and his body gradually struggled and floated into the air.

With the Arcane radiance in Klein's hand, his body was also crushed by an invisible force. In the end, it was impossible to see a human form.

"Using Arcane Disintegration at this distance consumes a lot of energy!"

Klein dusted off the dust on his body, came to the person's side, took away the other party's ring and dog tag, and returned to the place where the battle first started.

The soldier who had been turned into a small frog by Klein was struggling to hop towards the distance. The grass on the ground blocked his vision, and he couldn't see the specific battle situation.

However, he could still distinguish the screams of his companions, knowing that his companions were likely in mortal danger, and he was probably the only hope.

Just as the frog was about to jump to a small river, seemingly seeing the hope of life, a short sword was nailed to his head, preventing him from hopping any further.

In this battle, Klein killed an elite 5-man squad from Grandok in less than 3 minutes.

Killing them all wasn't the same as defeating or repelling them. Many people could defeat such a 5-man squad, but killing them all was much more difficult.

If Klein hadn't consumed a large amount of magic power to use Arcane Disintegration to forcibly capture them at the end, he would have probably let one enemy escape.

Klein returned to the Scythe Fiend's side, looked at the large number of wounds on the Scythe Fiend's body, and Klein shook his head.

He knew that with this kind of injury, the Scythe Fiend probably wouldn't be able to leap for a while. Seeing this situation, Klein couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it, delaying my travel time. Forget it, Scythe Fiend, you can rest well."

Since the Scythe Fiend couldn't be used, Klein could only take out his bottled creatures. He originally didn't want to use any of these bottled creatures, but in this situation, he had to use one.

Carefully selecting one of the bottles containing a white mini kitten, Klein threw the bottle on the ground.

The kitten gradually grew larger, with white fluffy fur and strong muscles. This was a feline demonic beast with a tail, as long as 5 meters, a Cloud Leopard.

"It's your first time out, let's see your performance."

The Cloud Leopard affectionately licked Klein's palm, lowered its body, let Klein sit on its back, and plunged into the jungle.