Northern Emerald New Calendar 721 May, Amdoha Jungle.

It was the last night of spring, and the longest period of miasma in the eastern part of the continent had just ended, and few living creatures were happy to come out of their nests.

Because the environment is exceptionally quiet, the slightest movement in the depths of the dense forest is particularly abrupt.

It was a lion digging in the mud.

It looked thinner than an ordinary lion, and it didn't seem to be an adult, with its shoulders hunched and pouting, and its body was covered with scratched scars, some of which had festered, and its carrion was mixed with pus and blood, and it exuded an indescribable smell.

However, it didn't care, and only swept away the mosquitoes and flies near it with its muddy tail from time to time, and its two unstrong front paws flew up and down, and soon a small hole was dug in the mud.

It purred from the bottom of its throat, excited and expectant to the food under the mud, after all, it had been hungry for too long......

Just when it couldn't even lift its tail into the sky, its front paws, which had been dug into the wet mud, suddenly touched something.

Hearing a metallic sound of "ding-", the tips of its claws were shaken and retracted violently.

Lion: "......"

This is by no means the sound that meat makes!

The lion stared at the mud pit with a bewildered expression, and its tail fell to the ground with a clatter.

It hesitated for a long time, but finally succumbed to its appetite and continued to dig with courage.

After a while, the contents of the pit were revealed.

That's a monster in human form!

The reason why he is said to be a monster is because he is two big people, and his head can't even be divided between the front and back, like a round and heavy melon. There was barely any white place on his body, and everywhere he was covered in three layers of old mud inside and three layers outside...... In addition to the hands folded on the chest.

The hands were still clasped with half of the metal armor, covering from the wrist to the root of the fingers, mottled with rust and wet mud, so black that it was long lost in color. The first half of the finger that was only exposed was not stained with dirt, nor showed a trace of blood, and it was so pale and clean that it was almost sickly.

Real illness and fake illness are fresh or not, the lion can't take care of it anymore, just eat it!

It jumps onto the monster's chest and looks down to bite!

A soft sound of metal friction suddenly sounded, and the pair of seemingly thin and sickly hands jerked violently, one hand against its sharp teeth, and the other hand quickly touched its back, not to mention that it was a slap on its buttocks.

The lion snorted, stupid as if he had suffered a great shame: "......"

Before it could fight back, it was flung aside by the monster's tail.

It clawed and crawled to its feet, trying to bow its body again, but the monster grabbed it by the throat and pressed it to the ground.

The monster gasped for breath twice, lifted his free hand and pressed it around his neck, and after a rough metal grinding, the crumbling "head" was unceremoniously lifted off by him and dropped to the ground - it was an old armor covered in dirt.

As the armor was removed, the rough edges hooked a string under the collar of the stranger, and a dark silver sheet of metal fell from it, with the stranger's full name, Kevin Fassbender.

The rope between the pieces of heavy armor had long been broken, and Kevin took almost no effort to remove the burden from his body, leaving only a set of clothes and pants that were no longer visible, a short knife buttoned around his waist, and a cowhide bag that had fallen to the ground.

The lion under his left hand completely recovered at this time, and struggled desperately, although he was not an adult, his strength should not be underestimated. The steel-bladed claws cut through several deep cuts in Kevin's arm, dripping with blood.

Kevin gasped in pain, frowned and "tsk", unfastened the short knife buckle, and raised his hand to pull it against its neck.

As a result, the lion was anxious, and suddenly the force of the explosion was amazing, and Kevin's hand was numb, causing it to roll over and slip away.

probably understood that the person in front of him was also a murderous master, the lion did not intend to continue to resist, his body was agile and took a loophole, and ran away, but the little beast who was not an adult escaped and took away the cowhide bag that Kevin had dropped.

Kevin: "......"

He had just crawled out of the mud, and the series of fights was almost out of survival instinct, his limbs kept up, but his brain was still a little behind. He was stunned for two seconds before he remembered what was in the leather bag, rolled his eyes, rubbed his thumb against the back of the dagger, and chased after him.

The lion "roared" and flew with four paws in front of him, wishing that he could go directly to the sky.

But it didn't work...... After all, it had been hungry for too long, and it still had countless poisonous wounds on its body.

A moment later, Kevin pulled the short knife back to his waist in one hand, and carried the lion tied by the cane in the other, and found a relatively safe river to sit down. Along the way, I also touched a few sour fruits, picked up a handful of dry branches, and asked for a bracket to barbecue.

"Are you still running? Well? Kevin asked, patting the lion on the head.

He probably hadn't spoken in a long time, and his voice was low and hoarse. Because of the laziness and effort, it is almost unaudible, but there is an unexpected more terrifying sense of threat.

Lion: "......"

Kevin flipped through the fur on its body and inspected it, "You don't have any markings on you, do you?" If not, I'm welcome...... After all, I've been hungry for a long time. ”

There are two kinds of beasts on this continent, one is unmarked, that is, serious beasts, edible - you are their prey, and of course, if they are fierce enough, they can also make them your prey.

And the other one with the tribal mark is not very serious, that is the giant beastman, about 10 million years ago with Kevin the same ancestor, barely half of the same kind, at present, it is one of the most ferocious races on the entire continent, it is not easy to speak.

"If there's really no mark, then you can only admit that you are unlucky." Kevin soothed in a hoarse voice, soothing murderously.

The lion looked horrified: "!! ”

Kevin piled up the dry branches and leaves, took out the flint and steel from the cowhide bag he had snatched, and looked at the bag with an uneasy look on his face, and was relieved to make sure that the contents were still intact.

"It's good that it's not broken......," he muttered, setting aside the leather bag as if afraid that he might accidentally press it on, before he lowered his head and rubbed the flint and steel, intending to light a fire on the dry branch.

In a matter of moments, the lion, who had already resigned himself to pretending to be dead, somehow came back to life, shook violently twice, and rolled around as if he wanted to take the opportunity to bite off the vine and escape.

As if it could escape......

Kevin was afraid that he would roll around and press into the cowhide bag, so he couldn't help but look up and try to scare him, but he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the lion tied up with a cane was gone, replaced by a brown-haired boy of about seven or eight years old. He was about to break free from the loosening cane, his expression fierce and his eyes at Kevin full of hostility.

Kevin: What about the serious beast that ...... said? How do you become a human being without saying a word?

He had a faint stomach ache.

But before he could recover from his astonishment and stomach ache, the boy grabbed him by the soft underbelly first, threw himself to the ground, and grabbed at the cowhide bag!

"Don't touch it!" Kevin shouted!

It's a pity it's too late......

The boy was fierce and vigorous, and his desire to find a threat was also beautiful, but his hands were a little short.

I couldn't catch it all, and finally slapped it on it, making a crisp sound of "pop".

Kevin: "......"

He lifted the boy's paws, and with his left hand he struck the slipknot of the vine stalk, and tied the little bastard tightly; With his right hand, he grabbed the cowhide bag, hurriedly opened the mouth of the bag, pulled inside, and then pinched out a black round grain.

It was about the size of a bean, and at first glance it looked like a beetle, but it had been accidentally crushed, and there were a few smoky gold marks on its side, as if it had died very unjustly.

"......" Kevin's thin face was expressionless, and the corners of his forehead were bruised.

This inconspicuous "beetle" is called Xinsha, which is often used in wartime, everyone in the army has it, and when sneaking up, it is often relied on to convey location information, and if necessary, it can also call for help.

In order to distinguish between them, the color of the letter sand used by different armies is different, and the ordinary soldiers and officers are also different, and as for the commander's level, one color only represents a specific person.

This thing can work if it is pinched and exploded, and the operation is close to the people, which is very foolish.

Under normal circumstances, soldiers are generally as happy when they see Shinsha as if they were seeing their own mother...... Except for Kevin at this time.

He pinched this sand that was bent to death, not to mention happy, he just wanted to hang that cheap little bastard and beat it. Not only that, but he guessed that the person who received the letter sand would not be happy either, and maybe he was scared to death......

I have to say that on a certain Cheng dù, he guessed quite accurately-

In the Ugin Hanging Palace, located in the depths of the Great Rift Valley at the northern end, there was a "clang" on the high platform of the elephant observation platform, and the old priest took the hand of the observation pool and pouted it straight.

The remaining two young priests were too late to react, still staring at the cluster of light blooming in the pool in amazement.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?! Shinsha?! Smoke Gold?! One of the priests shouted, his expression as if he had seen a ghost, "No, no, no, I must have misremembered, there is more than one person represented by the smoke gold, right?!" ”

The other was really ghostly, and said in a trance: "You remember correctly, the smoke gold only represents one person." It's the bronze commander, Kevin Fassbender......"

"But...... But he died many years ago! ”

Half an hour later, in the depths of the Ugin Hanging Palace, the new emperor who had just succeeded him turned over from the bed and sat up, and listened to the inner chamberlain shouting with his eyelids: "Your Majesty! The Magistrates' House has just reported that Commander Fassbender has cheated the corpse in the area of the Jungle in Amdoha! ”

New Emperor: ".........................................."