Woo.
The tires of the convoy scraped across the grass and the engines roared brightly.
Garen sat casually and half-lyed on the seat, his eyes slightly squinted, as if he was dozing off.
"I found Leibo!" The ponytailed woman who connected to the satellite suddenly said. "Forty-three kilometers away from us."
The bald head glanced at Garen. He didn't move, as if he didn't hear a sound.
"Catch up." He ordered himself. Touching his stabbed blind eye, a trace of hatred flashed in the only remaining eye of the bald head.
"However, there are signs of a large group of animals gathering in front." The ponytail woman whispered.
"Just kill anyone who encounters obstacles." The bald head frowned.
"Okay." The ponytail girl understood that if Garen didn't speak, then the leader of the team would be bald.
A team of more than 200 people is fully armed, with all kinds of heavy weapons, and what kind of animals are afraid of, even an angry herd of elephants can be killed directly!
The convoy continued on.
Garen slept in the car with his arms folded, but the entire elite and the core members nearby, no one dared to relax their attention on him because he was resting.
They are the ones who know the will of this seemingly young blond man best. He didn't look like a young man in his twenties at all, but more like a tough and powerful terrifying mercenary.
Every once in a while, everyone's eyes would seem to pass over Garen.
Garen slept in the car with his arms folded.
This time when I came to South Africa, I originally thought that I would get rid of the opponent, and then go back after getting the lucky stone clock. Unexpectedly, the lucky stone clock also involved a big secret. And the carrier actually fled the city early.
What he had thought would be an easy and side trip planned trip was completely in jeopardy.
What was thought to be a simple tour has now turned into a long-distance tracking.
And that cunning Leiber used various means to lead them in the wrong direction more than once. Their tracking experts are simply rookies compared to each other. No wonder that guy was able to live so well under so many crises.
"Another set of signals has been extinguished." The ponytail woman reported in a low voice.
"Grass!!" The bald head stretched out his hand and wanted to punch the car door hard, but he immediately took a look at Garen, and then gently put it down.
How many times have you been this way
Leiber not only let them chase for nothing, but also kept hunting and killing the tracking team they released. So far, more than fifteen people have died at the hands of that guy.
"Pass the order down, change to a group of five, I don't believe he can kill five people at once and still have nothing to do!!" The bald man ordered in a low voice.
"yes."
The soldiers on the convoy began to check their weapons and loaded ammunition one after another.
A strong sense of oppression slowly spread, and the entire convoy, like a regular army regiment, drove towards the village by the Grand Canyon at a constant speed.
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Roar! !
A lioness rushed forward frantically and bit off the throat of a native, but was immediately pierced into the abdomen by several sharp spears.
The blood splashed on the surrounding wild grass, dyeing patches of grassland red.
This is just one of the corners, lions, wild dogs and baboons, madly rushing towards the native village as if they had taken medicine.
Most of them are still afraid of some unknown thing, staying outside a circle outside the village, but a small number of ferocious beasts have rushed into the circle with red eyes, fighting with the defending natives.
The village is full of blood, both from natives and wild beasts.
In the middle of the village, there was a clean circular area, no one dared to enter that area, no matter if it was a beast or a native.
There were a few people standing in this area, and the village witch doctor Daryl was in the middle, holding up a crutch with a bone chain hanging on it, chanting words.
Cohen then stood beside her, and Rosedam. The two stood at the same position behind her, without any movement, just watching the brutal fight outside in horror.
Cohen was surprised to find that the natives in the village were not as weak as he imagined, but seemed to have great strength, speed, and blood. He saw two native women work together to kill a lioness.
Their strength seemed to suddenly increase, and their fighting movements became extremely skillful and powerful.
And the men would only be attacked by ferocious beasts after they were exhausted. Before that, everyone hunted and killed dozens of creatures. This is terrifying efficiency.
Cohen sometimes wonders if he has met God. Do the white people know that the natives are so fierce
He only felt a burst of garbled characters in his heart, and he didn't know what expression to use.
"Just smile, keep smiling." Rosdam interrupted.
"I'll wipe!" Keenna was taken aback, "Can you stop popping up out of nowhere?"
"It's coming." Rosdam suddenly looked into the distance and said mysteriously. "Remember when you were at the ruins of Ceylon?"
"certainly."
"That old guy used to be the owner of that ruin."
"...You mean, this old guy. That ruin was built for this old guy?" Cohen immediately reacted and was shocked.
"He is the messenger of disaster and the plague of the earth. That guy was killed and sealed by the tribal chiefs three hundred years ago with a document page. I didn't expect to be resurrected now." Rossdam said with a serious face .
"Damn. Are you listening to myths? I was killed and resurrected? I am an archaeologist! Do you know what a scientist is? I am a person who understands science!" Keenna wanted to grab the old man and beat him up. a meal. "You've been bragging that you lived hundreds of years, and now you're telling me that the guy lived three hundred years and came back from the dead? Can you be a little more funny?"
"Okay. Old friend, I'm so relieved to see you back to life." Rosdam shrugged helplessly.
"Don't interrupt!" Koenna's nerves have always been very strong, and this scene can no longer scare him. When the countless black man-eating insects attacked in the ruins, he was just frightened and weak. So much better than those shitty guys.
"Be careful! It's coming!"
Daryl stood in front and suddenly made a sound. "Rosdam, help me."
"Okay." Rosedam stretched out his hand and untied Daryl's clothes.
"Damn it! If you two mess around, it depends on the occasion!!" Cohen yelled.
"Damn your whole family!!" "Grass!" Rossdam and Daryl swear at the same time.
"You you you! Don't you know American English?!" Cohen pointed at Daryl with a look of hell.
"I've eaten more candy than rice you've ever seen! Boy, keep your mouth shut!" Daryl patted Cohen on the shoulder lightly, and the guy immediately became honest. I was so stiff that I couldn't move.
This time he saw clearly that instead of undressing, Rosedam just grabbed Daryl's back clothes.
When the two were interrupted by Cohen, the atmosphere immediately felt a lot lighter, and it was no longer as heavy as it was at the beginning.
Nodding to each other, the two exchanged glances.
Daryl opened his mouth and pulled his throat.
"Woo~~~~~~"
A black book slowly flew out of Rosedam's clothes.
There is no wind but there seems to be an invisible hand holding the book and gently suspending it in the air directly in front of the two of them.
The pages of the book were slowly opened, and the inside was full of black text symbols that were distorted and slanted to the left. No one could understand what was recorded on it.
"Zhiwen.Zhiwenshupage" An old voice came from afar along the wind.
The grassland in the distance seemed to be crushed by something, the withered grass and shrubs were all crushed and dumped, and the whole land seemed to be gently combed and crushed by something. It's like combing a blanket with a tool.
Wow.
Huge invisible pressure pressed hard towards the village.
The ferocious beasts howled in terror one after another, and ran around, never staying in the same place, but as if some deadly threat was chasing after them. He didn't even care about the native opponents who were still fighting at the last moment.
Large herds of ferocious beasts frantically fled the village, like a dark torrent, and disappeared on the grassland in the distance after a while.
"Woo~~~~" Daryl was still roaring loudly, her lung capacity seemed to be endless.
But Cohen could see that Rosedam, who had his hands on her back, was breathing heavily, as if their lungs were connected.
coax! !
At that moment, Cohen felt that his ears were deaf. He felt a huge air current burst out from the black pages floating in mid-air.
This airflow forms a huge pressure, facing the huge pressure used in the distance.
The surrounding natives were wrapped up in this pressure one after another. They prostrated themselves on the ground, threw away their weapons, and chanted and prayed loudly, with extremely devout expressions.
boom! !
Obviously there is no sound.
But when the two pressures collided in the air less than two meters outside the village, at that moment, Cohen felt as if he heard a loud noise. It wasn't a real sound, but more like a bang in consciousness.
He subconsciously covered his ears, but the loud noise was still unstoppable.
"Be careful!!" Someone pulled him, and Cohen felt himself move a step to the right, and at the very moment, a huge invisible air current brushed past his original position.
The shoulder was rubbed to the side, and I only felt a burning pain.
He still can't see everything around him, his eyes seem to be dazzled, countless colors are mixed together, twisted and rotated, just like a lot of color paints poured into a bucket and stirred, and he can't see anything clearly.
There was only a faint sound in the ears.
"His consciousness has been shaken, weak consciousness. Facing such a shock directly. It's very troublesome..." The voice was intermittent, it seemed that Daryl was speaking.
Cohen felt as if he was in the muddy water, his body moved slowly, he couldn't see anything, and he could barely hear something.
He felt as if he was being pulled to run, through a colorful passage, and across a wriggling and twisting cave. I don't know how long it has been.
bang bang! !
Suddenly, two thunder-like sounds rang in my ears.
Kohenna came back to his senses, and all his senses quickly returned to normal.
He was shocked to find that he was no longer in the original village. The surrounding area is dark, it seems to be in a cave tunnel.
He was being pulled by Rosedam and was right behind Daryl. The three of them were standing at an exit of the cave passage. .
(end of this chapter)