The incandescent flames rose into the sky, and the terrible heat swept and raged.

In the blink of an eye, there was a forbidden area in the eerie Black Forest where no grass grew and no life existed, as if it had been stripped from this "other world".

Taking out the green bottle water-based fire extinguisher that had been prepared long ago, and skillfully spraying it all over his body, the young man walked through the flames that had not yet been extinguished, stepped on the burned red ground, and walked into the center of the fire.

The place of death where life was extinguished was the safe zone he had chosen.

After a period of exploration and verification, he roughly figured out the operating rules of the Black Forest.

Unlike other ancestors, Fu Hailin has no wisdom of its own, and its actions are completely instinctual.

Once in fifty years, the devouring of all life in the process of movement is actually a process of predation and digestion, and the length of time it appears depends on the number of life around it. To put it bluntly, when you are hungry, you come out to hunt, go back to sleep when you are full, and come out to hunt again when you are hungry.

The way of predation is simple, all the animals and plants in the forest are part of it, the plants suck blood, the animals gnaw and the bones are left. On the other hand, as long as all animals and plants in a certain range are eliminated, the threat of the sea forest will be greatly reduced. Although the forest itself also has the powerful recovery ability of the vampire species, the tree's ability to rely on the root system can still buy a lot of time, which gives Shinji the space to eliminate fatigue and restore his strength.

The area of the Fuhailin is too large and it is constantly moving, and it is undoubtedly a difficult task to find the True Red Throne in the center without a map or signage.

Thanks to Elquite's news, Shinji was the first to enter the Fuhai Forest, but after five days in the forest, traveling more than two hundred kilometers, and consuming a large amount of ammunition reserves, he still failed to find the True Red Throne. The only thing that can be determined is the fact that the creature is getting closer to the target - the greater the threat to the creature, the more aggressive it will be, and Shinji can clearly feel that the intensity and frequency of attacks in the forest are getting higher and higher, and the ammunition inventory in the small world is gradually becoming tighter.

"There are only a dozen flamethrowers left, thirty incendiary bombs, and not many explosives left, and there is a surplus of RPGs, but they are not needed here. If this trend continues, I will only be able to sustain it for another day at most, and then I will have to rely on myself. Alas, after all, Britain is a peaceful region, and it is not easy to get so many things, and it will be easy to hold on for another ten days and half a month in the Middle East. ”

Relying on a body similar to that of a god-like human, the boy ignored the scorching air currents and sighed deeply. The forest outside the flames pulsated, ready to erode inward and reclaim lost territory, leaving him with little time left.

"Do you want to go into the small world and rest for a while? Although you can't see the outside, the environment inside is much more comfortable than the outside. With the natural incarnation of Elquite, there is no need to worry about the 'Great Source' being cut off......"

Holding a backpack made of special materials, the boy calculates the rate of erosion of the forest as he calculates.

At that moment, his ears suddenly moved, and immediately after, a grenade was thrown in a certain direction behind him.

With a bang, the grenade exploded, and a large tree could not withstand the impact and fell in response.

At the same time, a figure rushed out in embarrassment, apparently affected by the explosion.

Shinji held his bag in his left hand and two grenades in his right hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"Magician Freddie. ”

The man who was blown up and disgraced reported his name in a dignified manner, giving people a sense of freedom and uninhibitedness.

He said he was a magician, but in fact he was dressed more like a swordsman. His light attire, his one-handed sword glowing with a cold light, and the way he holds his sword all show that he has a high level of swordsmanship, perhaps longer than he has practiced magic.

The backpack in his hand slipped quietly, and the left hand of the bag moved to his waist to hold the Thompson Contender - whoever was able to get here was not an easy person to deal with, not to mention that Shinji had heard the name Freddie.

A free, uninhibited and powerful magician, he is also an extremely good swordsman.

Magic attainments can be ranked in the forefront of the clock tower, and swordsmanship strength is the same in the martial arts world, which is a typical practical combat powerhouse.

"You're also eyeing the True Red Fruit?"

"Knowingly, what else can attract us but that legendary fruit?"

Freddie patted the dust off his body, and his every move was calm, revealing a strong self-confidence, a strong confidence in strength.

"It is said that there is only one true red fruit. Shinji's fingers pushed lightly, pushing away the safety of the gun.

"So, only one person can get the treasure. Freddie's sword moved upwards and aimed it at Shinji's chest, "No, even if there is a second one, I don't want to give it to anyone else." ”

"Coincidentally, that's what I thought, too. The corners of Shinji's mouth rose, with an undisguised hideousness in his arc, "It seems that there is nothing to talk about between us." ”

"There's really nothing to talk about. Freddie also smiled, with both aristocratic elegance and gladiator wildness in his smile, "If you want to talk, you also talk with strength." ”

Before the words fell, the two of them began to act in unison.

Shinji flicked the fingers of his right hand and pulled out the pull tab of the grenade, and with a flick of his left wrist, Thompson Contender held it in his hand.

Freddie only made one move, forward, as fast as he could. He is not one of those academic magicians, he has extremely rich experience in actual combat, and knows the advantages and disadvantages of modern weapons.

The advantage is that it is powerful and fast. Even a strong man like Freddie could not have the speed of a bullet, nor could he defend against rifle-level penetration.

However, not being able to run and not being able to block does not mean that you can't cope.

The disadvantages of modern weapons are also obvious, with a single attack pattern and the need for human control.

The rate of fire of the gun is fixed, it can only shoot in a straight line, the grenade needs to be thrown, the time from pulling out the pull ring to the explosion is also fixed, plus these weapons need to be controlled by people, it is not difficult to predict.

I can't outrun bullets, but I can outrun you as fast as you aim, I can't dodge an explosion, but I can get out of range before it explodes.

Freddie took this philosophy to the extreme. After many years of martial arts practice, strengthening magic has become an instinct, and it can be easily launched without connecting to the "Great Source". The proud airflow operation gave him precise control of the enemy's movements.

The large-caliber bullet fired by the Thompson Contender was dodged by him with two consecutive temporary reversings — once when he raised his hand and once before he pulled the trigger.

The two grenades that followed were also left behind by the rapid acceleration in the process of flying into the air, and the explosion set off a wave of air that accelerated Freddy's pace, which was a simple matter for this magician who was the wind himself.

In the silver light of the sword, the free magician stepped over the dead ground blasted by the incendiary bomb and hurried closer.

PS: Freddie's ability to play such an operation is also related to the fact that the weapon is not good, don't believe in the metal storm to try? Tameow can make you into a sieve when he is alive - sorry, it's Tameow again, and he apologizes.

PS2: The heel indicates that Lao Tzu has an immortal body, and Lao Tzu is not afraid.

PS3: It's tragic again.,I made three orders for Fujino Krypton before.,And then one shot and ten shipments.,This time I think it's always enough for X hair.。 Enough is enough, but 489 stone + 27 calls, close to two hundred draws. There is a total of X hair, a dumb hair, a gladiolus, a Gao Wen, a Fei Ge, a black stupid, a Nero, a pseudo-mother, the dress is complete, and it is enough to be broken. This rate is not bad, but why is the traitor so unhappy? You just give a little Mo, the traitor is not bad for the permanent sword rank.

PS4: Attention, attention, the old book friend group is full, since yesterday the application can't enter, now open a new book friend group, the group number is 1·3·2·6·4·8·0·9·1, if you want to add it, add here, this is a large group of 2000 people contributed by the big guy, and it may not be able to fill up in a lifetime. (The group owner is not a traitor, a certain management is, a traitor is poor, and there is no money to fill the VIP)