The Sea of Fire

Vol. 4 Departure and Leave City (赤夕, forced separation. )

Chapter 6 Forcak· Neviup· Hudy (4)

Verkaco quickly ran behind the short ancient woman, and it was only then that the short one noticed Verkaco's approach, she turned to face Verkaco, and quickly and horizontally slashed at her mutilated weapon, Verkaco bent down, stepped forward with his right foot, and his head was lightly turned to the right, focusing his gaze on the back of the short man's neck, a right lunge dodged her slash, and then stepped forward with his left foot, and the whole person came behind the short one, and was only three fists away from her. Vrkako raised his right arm, his right hand spread, and then five fingers together, turned into a hand knife and swung it vigorously at the back of the short man's neck, and the short man immediately fell forward, falling into a fainting state. Verkaco was about to turn to look at the tall Gust Slaucil male, when a sudden chill from behind him alerted him, and he twisted his waist to turn his upper body to the right immediately, and the cold sensation then ran across Verkaco's back, followed by intense pain. Judging by the location of the back pain... If Verkaco hadn't sensed the sudden chill behind him and responded immediately, Verkaco's heart would have been pierced...

Furkaco's right foot immediately retreated two and a half steps, and his left foot immediately retreated three steps, Vrkaco had to leave the tall man's attack range first, and let him enter his field of vision first, or let him attack himself from his blind spot, with the speed and strength of the ancient Slaucilles, and the instincts peculiar to the ancient Slausir... There is a good chance that Verkaco will be killed by a high one.

Immediately after Volkaco retreated, he turned around and faced the tall man head-on, and the tall man tilted his head slightly, and raised his right elbow so that the sharp corner of his right elbow was as close to his nose as possible, and there was a little honey dust left on the sharp corner of the back of his back that he had scratched just now. As if from the smell of dust on the sharp corners, the tall man's body trembled slightly, and Verkaco was sure that he was not afraid, but excited.

Seeing this opportunity, Volkako immediately stepped out with his right foot and rushed towards the tall one, but when Verkaco stepped out of his right foot, the tall man's empty gaze once again fell on Verkaco... Damn! The ability of the ancient Slausirs is really troublesome! Furkako couldn't help but complain in his heart, and the specific instinct of the ancient Slausiles was not clear to Furkako, but in his understanding, it seemed that the instinct of the Gustusir was to enhance perception, similar to the so-called sixth sense in the mouth of the ancient people, which was also the understanding and cognition that Furkako and Slaugo got after sparring. Enhanced perception is just a colloquial phrase that Vrkako himself has simplified for the sake of his own understanding, specifically, the Gustslaucir can sense the every move of every creature around them, and are able to react immediately to their actions. Slougo's instincts are extremely strong, and he not only senses all of Verkaco's intentions during the fight, but even reacts in advance, making it difficult for Verkaco to parry.

Verkaco's right hand gripped the hilt of the mutilated weapon, gesturing to pull it out of its sheath, and the tall man slowly stepped back as his body gradually tilted towards Verkaco's left... Verkaco understood that he was aware of his right hand, and his right hand continued to gesture to pull the mutilated weapon out of its sheath, and his right foot took a quick step and a half forward, while stomping heavily on the gravel, and his left leg was immediately drawn towards the tall head.

The tall man immediately raised his right arm, his chin pressed against his neck, brought his right elbow close to his face, and used the sharp angle of his right elbow to fend off Vorkaco's kick, or more precisely, the sharp angle of his right elbow to attack Vorkaco's left leg.

Volkaco saw the tall man's move, his upper body leaned back to the right, his left leg took advantage of the trend to make a semicircle in front of the tall man, Volkaco's right foot turned half a circle to the right, and when his left foot landed on the gravel, his right foot immediately kicked backwards horizontally, the tall man's soft grunt came from behind Verkaco, turned around, and Volkako looked at the tall man holding his abdomen and kneeling on the gravel. The right foot took a step and a half towards the right back of the tall man, raised his left arm, opened his left hand, and then put his five fingers together, turned into a hand knife and swung vigorously at the back of the tall man's neck, and the tall man immediately fell forward and fell into a fainting.

Verkaco lowered his head and exhaled softly, being tall wasn't as terrifying as he thought, or... Not as horrible as Slougo... It seems that not every ancient Slausiler is capable of using their instincts as freely as Slaugo. In Verkaco's opinion, the tall man seems to be able to use his instincts to detect Volkaco's movements, but his body seems to be able to keep up with the speed of Volkaco's attack at the beginning, and when Volkaco kicks out with his right foot, the tall man's body seems to be unable to keep up with the speed of Volkaco's attack... The instinct is strong, but the body is too weak, and the body drags down the instinct... Compared to tall guys, Slougo has stronger instincts and a stronger body, so he can make it difficult for Verkaco to parry when fighting...

Turning his gaze to the three ancient people and the two ancient Slaucills in the distance, he looked intently at the hands of the ancient people, each of them held a banana in their hands, and Vrkako turned his head to look at the short ancient woman, who also held a banana in her left hand, and the two ancient Slausline men and the tall ancient Slausir men who had fallen did not hold bananas in their hands... At all costs... It's all about getting the job done... You're qualified in my heart... All you need to do is get back to the city hub Huron Yolan safely... Despite the accident, the four Ancients, including the shorter Ancients women, had lived up to Furkaco, and he looked at them with satisfaction.

"You three, take her out of here first, go back the way you came, and wait for me outside the gray field. With his left hand, he grabbed the shorter man's body by the short, and with his left arm and left waist he grabbed her, and came to the three ancient peoples, and gently lowered her on the night-gray gravel.

But none of the three of them immediately gave Verkaco an answer, and after putting down his short one, he stood up and looked at them, and in their eyes there was the same resistance, the same fear.

"She's already fainted, she'll be back to normal when she wakes up, and you don't need to worry about her going back to the same way she was. Now the three of you take her and leave the banana forest at once, go back the way you came, and wait for me outside the gray field!

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

One of the three ancient males carried the short man on his back, and they returned the same way together. It wasn't until the four of them disappeared from Verkaco's eyes that he felt a little more at ease.

"What about the two of you?" Vrkaco looked at the two Gust Slaucir men who were slowly approaching him.

"We're going to go to the Slougo chief. Two Gustusir men spoke in unison.

"Then one of the two of you will bring it on!" Vorkaco held out his right hand and pointed with the index finger of his right hand at the tall man who was lying on the gravel, "I'll take you three to Slougo." ”

Verkaco headed in the direction of the screams and screams that had just come from, Slougo should have been there, and should have stunned the multi-eater like himself... After all, Verkaco didn't hear anything from there.

Turning their heads, the two Gust Slaucir males had already caught up with Vrkaco, who were only a step and a half away from Vrkaco, and both of them were trying to keep that distance. The Gust Slaucir man on the left grabbed the tall man's feet with both hands, and the Gust Slaucil man on the right grabbed the tall man with both hands, and Vrkako slowed down his pace slightly, allowing them to walk at a smaller pace and take it a little easier.

Although Vrkako slowed down slightly, he and the three Gustacil males soon found themselves at Slaugo's location. At a glance, Verkaco could tell that Slougo was near the banana tree, because the roots of the huge banana tree were covered with artemisia yellow banana bark, and the banana bark had countless tiny black spots on the skin.

The huge banana tree was the length of four Volkaco, and even longer, it was significantly thicker than the banana trees near it, probably the largest one that Verkaco had ever seen in this hairy green banana forest... The arms of the four ancient Terran men were connected and they certainly couldn't wrap it around. Artemisia yellow bananas grow around the trunk of this huge banana tree, and have formed four layers of fruit clusters, each banana looks nearly half a meter long, and very thick, the larger banana tree that Verkaco saw before is only two layers of fruit bushes, and the pomelo yellow banana on its trunk is only a quarter of a meter long, which is far less thick than the artemisia yellow banana on this huge banana tree.

The fourth layer of fruit bushes looks as if there are only three layers, and only two bananas have not been picked in the bottom fourth fruit bush, and the rest of the bananas in the fourth fruit bush have been plucked.

The banana trees in the vicinity of this huge banana tree are extremely small, and Verkaco thinks that it is because the presence of this huge banana tree is too strong, which causes him to have this illusion, but on closer inspection, he finds that it is not. None of the nearby banana trees grew with bananas, so none of them formed fruit clusters. They had holes of more or less the same size in their trunks, from which gray chornemi was constantly flying in and out, their mouthparts were long and pointed, and they were stained with a large amount of hairy green sap, and their oval bodies, with wings on their backs, and six thick and long feet, and they flew incessantly so that the sky beside the huge banana trees was covered with gray.

But the number of Jonemi seems to be decreasing, and Vrkako saw black Ininemi in the air, and they kept chasing Jonemi, and individual Ininemi were still chasing Moto, their mouthparts were short and blunt, with double horns and horns that resembled short rods. Their speed is not fast, Ininemi is not as fast as Jonemi's speed, and even less than Mo Ma's speed, but Ininemi can easily prey on Jonemi and Mo Toma, because when they are aware of Ininemmi's presence, they will start to fear, and fear will make their speed extremely slow, and even make them lose the power to fly, stay where they are, and let Ininemi prey. With a round body, four wings on their backs, and six thick, short legs, they began to hunt, causing the gray in the sky beside the huge banana trees to fade and be replaced by black.

Furkako and the three Gustslaucirs continued to walk, and gradually they approached the great banana tree, until they approached the great banana tree, and they were able to see the corpses of the Ancients and the Ancients, hidden by the roots, four of them of the Ancients, and the other four of them.

When Verkako was about to identify the gender and identity of the four ancient human corpses, a scream came from behind him, and at the same time he felt a chill behind him, Verkako immediately bent down, curled up and rolled twice in a row towards his right side, and then immediately stood up and took three steps back behind him, only then did he turn around and look at the place where he was just now, that is, the place where the rightmost of the four ancient human corpses was located... The corpse was split open, split in two from the middle of the body, and honey dust gushed out and sprinkled onto the body of the ancient human woman in front of the corpse. She turned her head to look at Verkaco, who recognized her instantly, despite her expressionless face and empty eyes... After all... She's none other than her daughter!

Her long silver-gray hair and the dark purple mutilated armor on her body were stained with a large amount of honey dust and watery green leaves, and she glanced at Verkaco, then looked away... Verkaco was sure she couldn't recognize herself anymore. Following Nebushant's gaze, Vrkako noticed that the tall one of the three Guslaucir males who followed him had fallen to the ground, his neck had been severed, and green leaves were flowing from the wound on his neck. The tall one fell to the gravel, still fainting. The screams must have been made by a tall Gustusir male... He trembled, and kept backing back, and after five steps back in succession, he immediately turned around and tried to escape from here, Verkako thought that he would be gone forever, but to Vorkaco's surprise... He only took two steps, then turned around and ran to the tall one, to be precise, between the inside step and the tall one, his body was still trembling, and Verkako could even smell the fear emanating from his body, but Verkako didn't know what made him come back, because there were so many reasons for him to come back... Verkaco has no way of knowing which one or which... But what is certain is that he has not overcome or forgotten his fears, he is still afraid...

"S-law-" he shouted the word "Slough", and at first he thought he had misheard and thought he should have shouted "Slougo", but as his loud voice continued to echo through the plantain, Vrkacko was sure that he was shouting "Slough" and not "Slougo"...

Verkako was a little puzzled..."Slough"? Why did he shout "Slough"? However, he gave Verkaco the best explanation with his state at this time. With his shouting, the trembling of his body magically disappeared. His eyes had become firm, and these two words seemed to give him courage, if not more than courage, and these two words gave him something that Volkaco did not understand... It allows him to confront the inner step of Sente, and allows him to protect his companion who has fallen into a fainting state.

As soon as he took a step with his right foot, the inner step was already in front of him, and he seemed to use his instinct to sense the upcoming attack of the inner step, but Verkako felt that his speed could not keep up with his instinct, and the speed of the inner step was already far beyond his speed, and it was even about the same as the speed of the inner step. Verkaco didn't intend to let the Inner Step Cente attack this Gurslaucir male, the three Gustyr males he was protecting had already died, and he already felt very ashamed of Slaugo, and if another one died, he didn't know how he would face Slaugo.

Vorkako rushed to the left side of the inner step Sente, the mutilated weapon in the right hand of the inner step Sente had already slashed out towards the right side of the ancient Slaucir male, and the right hand of the Furkako had also pulled out his mutilated weapon, the edge of the weapon was upward, and Vorkako looked at the inner step of Sente in front of him, and unconsciously turned his wrist to the right, turning the edge of the weapon to the right, he just wanted to use the body of the weapon to hit the right wrist of the inner step Sente holding the broken weapon, so as to interrupt her attack...

A figure suddenly appeared behind Neibu Sente, covered in dust and leaf marks, and from the four inky corners of his head and face, it was vaguely recognizable that he was a Gust Slaucir male, but Vrkako was very familiar with his eyes... He is... He's Slougo!

His left elbow was already bent, and the sharp corner of his left elbow slashed extremely quickly towards Nebucent's neck, and Verkako didn't know if his daughter Nebucente was aware of the attack from behind at this time, but Verkako felt that even if she did, she would not be able to resist Slougo's attack... I must save my daughter, I can't let her die in front of my eyes!"

The mutilated weapon that had already swung at Insidestep was immediately withdrawn by him, and at the same time it was swung at the back of Insidestep's neck at an even faster speed. Verkaco teased the corner of Slougo's left elbow, and he heard both a scream coming from his left front and a roar coming from his right front.

The Gust Slausir male seemed to want to use the corner of his right elbow to resist the slash of the inner step, but his horn was cut off directly, and an extremely slender wound appeared on his right abdomen, and the green leaves continued to flow from the wound, although he let out a painful scream, but he did not take half a step back, but took a half step forward with his left foot, and quickly swung his clenched right fist towards the abdomen of the inner step, giving the inner step of the right fist a heavy punch, so that the inner step of the center had to bend her waist, and then he kicked the face of the inner step with his right leg, and the inner step was barely blocked his kick with his right hand, and then quickly stepped back towards her right side, and with Vorkaco, the ancient Slausliner male, and Slaugo all pulled away at the same time. Instead of immediately pursuing Nybusente, Furkaco, the Gustacil male, and Slaugo let her leave the three.

"How are you?" said Slaugo, with a fishy smell, as he approached the ancient Slausir male.

"S... Laugo... Chieftain... I... I'm fine..." At this time, he slowly squatted down, covering his right abdomen with his right hand, and at the same time took out the scrapped weapon at the back of his waist with his right hand, and then inserted the weapon shallowly into the night-gray gravel, and with his left hand carefully twisted the end of the handle, and then gently pulled out the weapon, and moved the end of the handle of the weapon to the wound on his right abdomen, the chalcedony-green liquid flowed out of the end, and the right hand gently wiped the liquid evenly on the wound, and the left hand reinserted the weapon into the night-gray gravel, and screwed the end of the handle.