Qianye had already discovered during the last war that this world, especially this forest, seemed to be hostile to all life from outside, but it was more obvious at that time: the way of suppressing the will of the giant void.
Now the void behemoth's will has disappeared, but ordinary life still cannot survive in the foggy forest. For example, an ordinary wild beast will not survive here for a long time before it will collapse and become the nourishment of the entire forest.
But these minion spiders bred by the Nerubian are safe and sound in the forest, which is not normal. During the last war, Qianye had never seen this kind of palm-sized servant spider used for reconnaissance. The appearance of a large number of this lowest-level servant spider now shows that the dark race has at least cracked some of the secrets of the misty forest and resolved a little hostility in the forest.
If this guess is true, it means that the misty forest is no longer a fair battlefield, and it is leaning towards the dark race. Or in other words, it was the dark race who took the lead in adapting to this forest. And from a practical point of view, being able to use the servant spider also gave the dark race an advantage in reconnaissance.
Qianye secretly sighed, this is really not good news. Qianye's greatest advantage is the ultra-long-distance vision in the misty forest, otherwise he would not choose this place with a very unfriendly natural environment as his battlefield. If even this advantage is finally lost, then the next battle will be tough.
But at least for now, it seems that the existence of servant spiders may expand the perception of the dark race, but the individual abilities of the strong have not been strengthened.
Qianye waited for a while until the army completely disappeared in front of him. He carefully judged the distance, then sprinted from the side, went around to the front, found a position suitable for sniping and ambush, took out the Thunderbolt, and sent a Mithril bullets were pressed into the barrel of the gun.
Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, the team appeared indistinctly in the distant mist. Qianye waited patiently. At a distance of less than 500 meters, he didn't need a scope at all, and he locked onto a blood race in the middle of the team with only his real vision.
Judging by the level of blood, the opponent should be a third-class viscount. Although he was obviously not the leader of the entire team, he was at least the leader of the blood warriors.
Qianye held his breath, activated the heavy-duty bullets and precision shooting abilities one by one, and slowly pressed the trigger when the original force bullets in the gun chamber were wrapped with layers of original force light.
Thunderous gunshots broke the silence of the foggy forest. Even with sensory suppression, the gunshots still spread to most of the team. But before the sound of gunshots hit his ears, the blood viscount's face had already changed. Just as he was mobilizing his blood and still ignoring where the danger came from, a big hole appeared on his face, and almost half of his head was blown away.
Qianye sighed in his heart that it was unlucky. Although the shot hit directly, the last instinctive dodging action of the blood viscount shifted the hit point, and the blood-sucking fangs were shattered in this shot. Viscount-level vampire fangs are not only a certificate of military merit, they can also be sold at a good price.
But his movements were not slow, he replaced the bullet with a new bullet in an instant, and aimed at a nerubian who was obviously taller than his companions in the rear of the team.
The gunshot rang out again, and the baron-level nerubian looked at the big hole in his chest in disbelief, and slowly fell down. It was wearing heavy armor, but it was pierced by a mithril bullet with added abilities.
Qianye pressed another bullet, and with a slight movement of the muzzle of the gun, flames of origin force spewed out, and another nearby nerubian who was trying to gather the team fell down in response.
Thunder roared one after another, and Qianye fired ten shots in the blink of an eye, and every shot caused a senior soldier to fall.
Only then did the dark race determine Qianye's position. It's not that they are unresponsive, but that the scout spiders still don't respond to Qianye, and the soldiers' perceptions are disordered in the misty forest. Even when they hear gunshots, they seem to come from all directions. The normal perception distance of most people is only two Within a hundred meters.
However, this troop was really elite, and when they finally judged Qianye's position from the direction of the bullets, they counterattacked immediately. Countless force bombs roared and pulled out flames, which damaged the canopy where Qianye was hiding, and many cells that bred the lives of alien beasts were broken, and dark yellow thick juice continued to flow.
But the attack of the dark race did not arouse the giant tree's overreaction, and there were no formed beasts or villains in the broken cells, only occasionally some irregular pieces of tissue like pieces of meat flowed out with the juice.
While secretly cursing the differential treatment in this forest, Qianye fired two more shots against the rain of bullets, knocking down the two werewolf knights running in the front. Then he calmly jumped down from the giant tree and retreated to the depths of the forest.
It's just that this round of attack caused huge damage to this dark army. Qianye's targets were all high-ranking fighters, the lowest being knights, including a third-class viscount. Although most ordinary soldiers are fine, the death of many mid-level officers will inevitably reduce the combat power of the troops.
Qianye's running speed was neither too fast nor too slow, just maintaining the level at which the pursuers behind him could gradually close the distance. Dozens of werewolves were chasing at the forefront, followed by the vampires.
Qianye glanced back, with a sneer on his face. It is not surprising that most of the people who catch up are werewolves. In the mist, the sight distance is the most disturbed, followed by the hearing, but the sense of smell is relatively small. It's just that this forest will swallow everything very quickly, and the smell will completely disappear after a while. disappear.
But when chasing, the scent that doesn't disappear in time becomes like a guiding light, which is the strength of the werewolf. In contrast, the vampires chased slower and gradually fell behind.
Qianye stood still abruptly, with the Twin Flowers already in his hands, quietly facing the direction in which the werewolf was chasing.
Dozens of werewolves turned into battle forms, their eyes were red, howled through the thick fog, and suddenly found that Qianye was right in front of them! They didn't have time to think about it, they jumped up instinctively, and rushed towards Qianye.
Continuous gunshots sounded in the foggy forest. The voices of the Illusory Manjusawa and the Bloody Mandala were different, intertwined like a gorgeous note of death.
Now driving these two five-level short spears is a very light burden for Qianye. He moves like lightning, reloading, loading, and bombarding in one go. It is almost impossible to see how he shot, only to see the rain of bullets spraying all over the sky. Undead is also seriously injured.
No matter how ferocious and bloodthirsty the werewolf was, he couldn't help being confused at this moment, and the momentum suddenly stalled.
Qianye immediately retracted his gun, threw out a few blood grenades, then turned around and dodged back. The continuous explosions blocked the blood chasers behind, and when the smoke cleared, Qianye had long since disappeared.
A lot of werewolves fell on the ground, and those who died on the spot were all shot, and most of the rest were seriously injured by the grenade. A blood baron came over and turned the seriously injured werewolves one by one with a long sword to examine the wounds, without hiding the disgust on his face at all.
After checking the wounded a while later, the blood baron silently took off his white glove stained with a blood spot, threw it on the face of the black-brown werewolf warrior at his feet, and said coldly, "Leave them here."
The seriously injured werewolves immediately roared angrily, and the surviving werewolves in the team were unwilling to reconcile, and surrounded them one by one.
The blood baron was relentless, and the long sword in his hand suddenly flew up, piercing the hearts of the two closest werewolf soldiers like lightning, and smashing their hearts with a quick turn, then glanced at the surviving werewolf warriors with cold eyes, "Who else wants to court death?"
The surviving werewolves were a minority, and the leader, Jazz, was shot and killed by Qianye. Looking at the blood warriors who were staring at him, he could only back away slowly, growling unwillingly.
The badly wounded werewolves were left behind, and it would not be long before they became food for the Misty Forest. They were injured and couldn't control the flow of the original force. The original force would be continuously drawn and absorbed by the forest. There was no way to fix the injury by bandaging. If they didn't leave it behind, they had to divide up and send them out, otherwise the result would be the same. dead word.
"Clean up the battlefield and set off immediately. If you don't arrive at your destination before midnight, you know what the consequences will be!" The blood baron scolded, took his soldiers back and left, and hurried to join the large army. Several werewolf fighters looked at each other, let out a roar, and finally left unwillingly.
Qianye didn't go far, and joined the team after a while. He wanted to gnaw off this hard bone one bite at a time. Let such an elite team enter the battlefield, and the combat power they can exert must be several times that of the foggy forest.
This time, Qianye did not climb to the top of the tree, but hid behind a giant tree. In this way, although he lost his better vision, he could leave the battlefield more quickly after the attack. Anyway, the upper-level officers of this team have already suffered heavy losses, and now he wants to wear down the opponent's vital strength.
Qianye's movements were soft and slow, and there seemed to be a strange rhythm inside. Although Thunder's original force array was gradually activated, the overflowing original force aura was all drawn and surrounded Qianye's body without spilling out. This is also the latent power from the bloodline, which makes the original force weapon in his hand invisible.
The mithril bullet in the gun chamber is slowly becoming hot, and the original force is constantly surging in the predetermined array, and the accumulated power will soon reach the critical point.
With a bang, the Mithril bullets flew out of the chamber, and the thunderous gunshots echoed in the foggy forest again. The blood baron in the queue this time didn't respond at all. Before the gunshots came, his head exploded into a cloud of blood.
Qianye also felt slightly regretful that he lost two more blood-sucking fangs...
He loaded the bullet again, and was about to aim at the next target. It was a nerubian sir, with a huge body, and it was effortless to aim at it. At this distance, it was simply a living target. The muzzle of Lei Ting's gun was slightly shifted, and the front sight was firmly placed on the magic hub of the nerubian.
The Nerubian Nexus that has not yet reached Viscount has not fully grown, and the corresponding defense power is far inferior to that of a Nerubian with a complete Nexus. As long as Qianye's shot penetrates the heavy armor, it can severely damage it. In the current foggy forest, without enough strength, serious injury is equivalent to death.
The moment the mithril popped out of the chamber, Qianye suddenly felt extremely dangerous. He didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly jumped sideways, trying to dodge. But as soon as the body moved, the back was hit hard like a heavy hammer, and the whole person couldn't help but threw himself out. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood while he was still in the air.
The mouthful of blood was bright red in color, and there was even a little bit of golden light burning inside, and the rich vitality immediately made the matrix within a radius of 100 meters tremble.
Qianye's heart sank, what spewed out was burning gold blood! This time the injury was very serious.