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Far from the center of that battlefield, there are still big and small scuffles.

The relationship between the Divine Legion and the warriors of Sandia is such that as soon as they meet, they will drop everything to fight to the death.

In this dense forest that has grown wildly for hundreds of years, there are loud noises from time to time, and towering trees fall without warning, showing the tense atmosphere of battle at all times.

In the empty island, which had become a dangerous place, Wren walked slowly.

There was tiredness in those dark eyes, and there was no target in the forward pace, and Wren only instinctively wanted to stay away from the dangerous place.

His face was pale with his hands on his chest and abdomen, not for any other reason, but simply ...... Well, he's hungry.

It's not just that he has been hungry for a long time, the physical exertion, the mental weakness, and the direct hit by that row of hits, although most of it was offset by the energy of the Seven Star Sword, it still hit Wren hard. It's just that Wren simply categorizes all these feelings as hungry. The curse of the seven-star sword was thrown there, but because of the loss of a volley, the cursed sword was also in the lowest state, and the recovery ability that was undoubtedly with the curse was greatly attenuated at this moment.

The Seven Star Sword chose the right host, but it also chose the wrong host. In this battle for the body, because of Gan Fuer's troubles, Wren once again had the upper hand, and the Seven Star Sword could choose other weak hosts that were easier to control, but in this empty island, I am afraid there is no better and best carrier than Wren. Therefore, it did not choose to give up this dying body in the end, and began to lurk and accumulate strength as before, waiting for the next opportunity......

Finally, Wren stopped. Leaning against the shadow of a tree, he had no more strength left to do anything more.

Even so, he was not at ease. At this moment, this empty island is still going on a war that has lasted for hundreds of years, and aside from these red-eyed guys, the beasts on this island alone can eat the now weak Wren alive.

Look, and as he spoke, the thing appeared.

It was a scarred beast!

The black bear, which was nearly five meters high, appeared in Wren's sight like a small mountain, and it was covered in blood, and it desperately needed to eat a lot of food to replenish its energy and rest itself. It could have been at ease in this forest, but it was extremely unfortunate to be caught up in a disaster.

At that moment, the earth under its feet cracked and began to fly into the sky, becoming the attack of some sea pirate! And standing on the earth, it was swept into that terrible attack, and if it weren't for its natural rough skin and thick defense, it would have been a puddle of flesh at this moment. Twisted a leg, blinded an eye, and I don't know how many bones were broken in my whole body.

It was already at the end of its power, but with the beast's far superior vitality to humans, it still had the ability to snap Wren's neck with a single claw.

The scarred sides looked at each other intently, and the hill-like black bear stared vigilantly at the human resting under the tree with its one-eyed eye. For a creature like it that has lived for decades, the most cunning creatures in the world are not those fierce beasts of the same level, nor those weak but extremely intelligent forest beasts, but these seemingly insignificant human beings.

Traps and traps allow them to outmaneuver enemies that are a hundred times stronger than them, and even shameless creatures tie the beast's cubs to the top of the traps, and when they get closer, the cubs fall along with their parents on the sharp bamboo swords hidden below!

The dying human being in front of you is most likely that it is such a trap!

After observing for a long time, the hill-like black bear really couldn't stand the boredom of its prey, it had too much blood flowing on its body, and there was no time to waste for it.

Will you abandon this human who is close at hand, and what could be a trap, or will you drag this scarred body to hunt for other unknown prey?

It shows that there is no other choice.

Without any unnecessary roars, the hill-like black bear cautiously began to approach Wren.

It was right.

When Wren was close enough to smell the foul smell coming out of this guy's mouth, there was still no movement around. It was fortunate to understand that what it was in front of it was really just a dying human being.

Wren Walker's eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched wearily as the beast slowly approached, the cold breath of death dispelling his sleepiness, but he couldn't even lift a finger to make a move. Even so, there was still no excess panic in his dark eyes, whether it was the fearlessness of seeing through life and death, or the confidence of how to live, no one knew except himself.

As the huge black bear approached, the seemingly silent world was filled with noise.

The beast's low roar made the cautious black bear stop suddenly, and the pair of dark green eyes locked on the scarred prey at some point, and it was because of the blindness of one eye that the black bear noticed a little later that he had been surrounded!

The pale figures heralded one of the more intractable disasters on this empty island—the cloud wolf.

This is a creature that always moves in groups and is not afraid to die once it attacks, even the black bear itself does not want to provoke. It turned out that after being caught up in the attack of a sea thief, he actually fell into the territory of the cloud wolf?

"Hmmm!!"

The threatening roar can even be heard by the black bear itself, not to mention his current down-and-out virtue, even if he is in his heyday under the attack of the cloud wolf, he has less than half of the chance of surviving! Not to mention, how could the cloud wolves who smelled blood let go of this mouthful lunch?

It's just that for Wren at this moment, it makes no difference whether it is a bear or a wolf.

The tense confrontation between the two sides didn't make the slightest sense, and even if the black bear killed a few cloud wolves before he died, it wouldn't help. The confrontation at this moment is mainly because the cloud wolves did not attack at the first time, what are they waiting for, for them who are not afraid of death, no matter how the prey in front of them is to fight back to death, it is harmless, but it is not rational for their companions to be killed meaninglessly, they are waiting for the power of the final word to come.

It didn't take long for the strength they had been waiting for came.

It wasn't a wolf or some other monster dozens of meters tall, it was a human.

It was a typical Sandia attire, wearing blue leather trousers, the upper half of his body showed off his strong muscles, the red streaks outlined a delicate spiral on his heart, extending to his left arm, wearing a red turban, he carried a turquoise spear on his shoulder, and the human appeared in front of the black bear surrounded by wolves.

"Huh?"

The sleepy-looking man spotted Wren leaning under the tree at the first time, and then distracted his attention slightly from the black bear.

"Oh, I see, is this the lunch you found today?"

The human touched his chin with his left hand, as if weighing the prey in front of him how many pounds and taels it was.

"Having said that, you don't even dare to go up with such a seriously injured and dying guy, you have to wait for me to come, you guys have been getting lazier and lazier lately."

The words of reprimand made several cloud wolves beside the human beings lower their heads a little aggrieved, and let out a whining cry of grievance, the beast before death is the most terrifying, even if they go together, they will lose a few companions in the end, so they will hesitate to wait for the arrival of this young man.

The young human naturally knows this, and he doesn't want these guys to lose money in this kind of thing, but if they always rely on him, it's not a good thing for this group of guys, so he still hopes that these fools will sharpen their strength more.

"Hmmm!!"

Unable to stand this torture-like time to be slaughtered, the mountain-like black bear ignored the pain all over his body, and pounced on the sleepy young human! It was impossible to escape under such a siege, and instead of being humiliated by these cloud wolves, it decided to kill as many as it could in the last days of its bear life! Leave behind those nimble and cunning cloud wolves, and start with this particularly hateful-looking human first!

Twisting a leg, it began to run regardless of the pain, and the speed was also extremely impressive, plus the young man did not run or hide, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain-like figure had already pounced on the prey that did not know whether to live or die!

The human with the red turban yawned leisurely at this critical moment of death or life, he casually raised the turquoise spear on his shoulder, and at the moment when the black bear had pressed the weight of his whole body against him, the spear in his hand accompanied the force handed out by the master, like a missile that was launched!

Boom!

With a breaking sound! A giant bear weighing 1,000 kilograms flew upside down in the air! Finally nailed to the trunk of a towering tree!

"Whew! Whew!! ”

Its chest was pierced by a turquoise spear, nailed to the trunk of a tree behind it! The black bear, who did not die immediately, struggled hard, waving his palm and slapping the spear on his chest, but the force that even steel could break had no effect on the turquoise spear!

Gradually, the blood flowed more and more slowly, and finally stopped, and the blood flowing from its chest stained the trunk of the tree behind it......

The cloud wolves howled in unison with joy, and the cloud wolves beside the human even showed a flattering expression in a very humane manner, which made people cry and laugh.

"Next ......"

The human who clapped his hands and effortlessly solved the fierce beast in the forest retracted his gaze, turned to look seriously at Wren who was leaning under the tree, and there was a tyranny of killing living beings in his vermilion eyes!