Huge linen flags fluttered in the night breeze, and the images of wild beasts were intertwined on them, lifelike, unrestrained and weird.

An army of nearly 1,000 men marched between the mountains, torches in their hands and animal skins, like a group of savage warriors from the ancient lands.

The strongest warriors walked the front of the line, their simple, worn-out armor, their blades glittering despite rusty handles.

The leader man at the front was in the prime of life, his pale yellow curls were scattered over his shoulders, a long scar extending from the corner of his right eye to the base of his ear, the outline of the Watch Fort was reflected on his eyeballs, and his pupils shrank like a beast locking onto its prey. In a slightly jerky lingua franca, he said to the people behind him, "The drawbridge, not lowered." ”

A woman in a grass-green tight-fitting robe, her head hidden under a round cloak, her voice sounding like a jewel's leap: "Isn't there a proverb among you warriors of the north, 'If you walk too comfortably on the road under your feet, sooner or later your courage will dissipate like melting snow.'" ”

The man stopped, and his eyes became colder and colder when he looked at the woman: "For the sake of my people, I would rather not be a warrior." ”

The latter froze for a moment, then lowered his head and said with a smile: "Please rest assured, the drawbridge will fall." ”

Watching the leader walk farther and farther away, the woman looked at the fortress in the distance and whispered, "The 'Relief Society' is an unreliable guy......"

The cold mountain wind blew the woman's cloak, and her tight-fitting robe accentuated her graceful appearance. She tightened her clothes, glanced at the Watch Castle again, and disappeared into the night.

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The greatsword slashed out of the air, sawdust flew sideways, and Alfonso kicked it hard, tearing the wooden door of the winch room apart.

The team of four people rushed into the dark room. In the darkness, a large, twisted figure used a giant axe about one and a half meters long, slashing at the third chain winch.

"Leslie!"

The knight shouted his partner's name, raised his two-handed sword, and rushed towards the shadow.

The boy with the red mark on his forehead put his hands together in his palms, stood opposite each other, and then put them together and rubbed them back and forth.

After a moment, the change in the palm of the other party's hand made Todd's eyes widen.

The palms of the hands, which were originally of a normal complexion, gradually turned red, and finally like a furnace, a blazing bright flame rose.

Leslie then pulled out a metal slingshot of strange material from his waist and pressed down on the hidden mechanism in his clothes with his elbow, and a ball the size of a bronze star fell into his hand. Holding the ball in his right hand for a while, he placed the flaming ball on top of the slingshot, drew the bowstring, and first aimed at the kerosene-stained torch on the wall.

As the bowstring released, the flaming orb made a trail of fire in the air and struck the wall near the torch, and the sparks in the sky exploded, igniting the torch.

With the splash of sparks and the lighting of torches, the room gradually became a little brighter, and the four of them could see the culprit who destroyed the winch.

Alfonso stopped in the charge and looked up in disbelief.

Leslie put down her slingshot, Karin covered her mouth, and Todd looked hellish and muttered, "Liar, what the hell is this?!"

This human in front of you, no, this can't be called human at all.

This creature is more like a Frankenstein made up of various limbs.

The lower half of his body, covered with thick hair, his knees folded over, like the "goat demon" in the Bible, his body was made up of countless pieces of flesh of different colors and shapes, his arms were large and small, the larger one was bulging muscles, as if it came from a warrior, and the smaller one was as thin as a hemp stalk, which should have been taken from a child. If that wasn't weird enough, his head was a nightmare. A charred, blackened skull of a dead man was embedded in the shell, a spine of white bones and a thick pile of pipes acting as a bridge between the two.

Leslie swallowed and said with difficulty, "I swear, this is definitely not a 'hive'!

Ignoring the four who broke in, the monster raised the broadaxe with its thick arms and slashed at the winch again.

Alfonso woke up from the shock, raised his two-handed sword, and slashed at the monster's back.

As if there were eyes behind him, the monster's legs jumped to the side, dodging the blow, and the broad axe in his hand turned around, and hit the blade directly.

A loud crack of gold and rubble echoed through the room.

Alfonso was knocked backwards by a brute force, and had to roll on the ground several times before the momentum of retreat was eliminated.

"This is the ability of 'perception'! This guy has a second xenomorph skill in addition to 'hive'!" Leslie took out another small ball from his arms, lit it with flames, and shot it at the monster's axe-wielding arm, shouting loudly, "Boss! Be careful, this guy doesn't rely on sight and hearing to identify things!"

The monster turned, axe in hand, and the sound of metal cracking reached everyone's ears.

The third chain is broken, and only the last winch remains!

The burning ball also hit the monster's back, but the expected explosion and spark did not appear, and the ball that smashed on the skin, as if it had fallen on a trampoline, sunk seven or eight centimeters into the skin, and then was bounced to the ground.

Leslie was completely stupid at this moment, and the boy took a deep breath and said tremblingly, "This ...... This is the ability of the "jelly" xenomorph...... With the addition of the first two, this is the third one...... Boss, isn't this one we have ......?"

The knight got up from the ground, as if he was facing a great enemy, his eyes were more serious and serious than ever, and he said slowly: "Ah, yes, I didn't expect to meet the inheritor of the 'Sutherland Relic' here. ”

Hearing a familiar term, Todd was shocked, and couldn't help but look at the monster a few more times, and secretly thought to himself, how could the guy with Sutherland bacteria in his body become like this?

The monster that was attacked also turned its back and slowly walked into the firelight, and took a photo with everyone for the first time.

In the flickering light, Alfonso looked at the monster's charred human head, and a familiar sign jumped into his view.

"Sun V."

He suddenly remembered something, and whispered in his mouth, "The 'sun' xenomorph is level 5? Are you Marcos Byrne?"

The monster stopped, 'observing' the Iron Mask Rider in front of him, as if recalling something. A moment later, he suddenly raised the broad axe in his hand and launched a frantic attack on Alfonso.

The Great Sword Knight immediately understood, and the other party must have recognized him.