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At the instigation of the goblins, the Blind Giant begins a search for Gordon.

To hide the scent, Gordon smeared grass juice on his body. It's just that the blind giant's sense of smell is too sensitive, and it didn't take long for him to follow the direction where Gordon was hiding, and strode towards him.

"Well done, little brother! Hurry up, we're going to beat this damn human out of the! "Columbus rode on the shoulders of the blind giant, waved his rattan in a majestic manner, and looked around.

Gordon had thought that the Blind Giant would devour the goblins, and the wooden spikes were plunged into his throat, causing heavy damage. Unexpectedly, the two sides inexplicably recognized their relatives, which made his plan fall through, and he was counterattacked.

"Here!" The blind giant bent down and roared, and the sound was carried by a fishy hot wind, and the dead vines and mud flew up, and Gordon was blown to the left and right.

"I saw it, this kid was so scared that he hid in a crack in the stone!" Columbus screamed excitedly, "Little brother, go to the left, catch him!" No, a little further to the right! ”

The blind giant grabbed the rock with both palms, shook it violently a few times, and then touched the crack in the rock, inserted his thick fingers, and stabbed them indiscriminately.

Gordon stepped back nimbly, his arm on the corner, and he tumbled onto another rock. The Blind Giant waved his arms and followed Gordon closely, and Gordon fell suddenly, his body flat and low, his huge arms sweeping over his head. The Blind Giant stepped on it again, and Gordon jumped up on his heels, rolled over in the air, and sprang out from under the Blind Giant's crotch and around his back.

"Little brother, turn around, he's right behind you! You have to turn around! He's back again, keep turning! Columbus danced and shouted, "Oh, little brother, don't turn around, my head is dizzy!" ”

The blind giant simply grabbed a strange white tree, clasped his arms tightly, picked it up and swept it fiercely.

"Bang bang bang!" The strange tree smashed to the ground, the debris splashed, the dust flew, and the bright red nodules were like wriggling human faces, and they screamed in a mess: "It hurts to death!" It's painful! ”

Gordon dodged and flew, high and low, deliberately circling around the cannibal bushes. The Blind Giant roared and chased after him, and the trunk smashed the man-eating flowers into mud. Gordon was able to jump to the top of the rock with ease, without worrying about the man-eating flowers tangling around his legs and feet and sucking the flesh and blood.

"Wow, little brother, you are really good, follow me in the future, the great Lord Columbus will give you a potato to eat every day!" Columbus gleefully directed the blind giants to chase Gordon while chattering and bragging.

Gordon leapt to the top of the rock and approached in the direction of the Black Marsh. The Blind Giant hesitated and froze in place, "You can't get close there." He scratched his head in annoyance and threw the trunk at Gordon.

Gordon jumped up and dodged, and suddenly waved his hand, and the stone knife spun and flew out, and the handle of the knife hit Columbus's shoulder, so painful that he bared his teeth and grinned, hurriedly shrank to the neck of the blind giant, and angrily waved his fist and shouted: "Shameless human, actually play sneak attack!" Little brother, go up and stomp on him, don't let your goblin brother be beaten in vain! Come on, are you more timid than the great Columbus? ”

The Blind Giant hesitated and stepped onto the rock. Gordon leaped backwards and flashed to the edge of the rock, behind which was the dark and wriggling mire, the stench of the swamp stinging to the eyes. He provoked Columbus to lure the blind giant into a pathstone to the pit of sin.

The blind giant raised his leg and stepped on it, and Gordon suddenly shook it, tricking the other party into leaning forward. Then a forward lunge, the power of the totem's painstaking efforts condensed his fists, exploded with all his strength, and hit the blind giant's foot and thumb.

"It hurts!" The blind giant roared wildly, and the injured foot couldn't help but jump, and his body immediately lost its balance, and fell forward, falling towards the black marsh.

Silently, both the Blind Giant and Columbus disappeared before Gordon's eyes, as if swept away by a mysterious curtain. The black swamp below was silent, not even a single piece of muddy water splashed out.

The two didn't look like they had fallen into the Black Marsh.

Strangely, however, Gordon heard the roar of the Blind Giant from the depths of the mire.

He once threw stones at the Black Swamp and watched them sink slowly as they were swept away by the silt. But the two living people disappeared mysteriously and were nowhere to be found.

After a moment's thought, Gordon cautiously reached out and reached out little by little above the mire.

His fingers didn't touch anything, and suddenly, Gordon snorted and fell backwards, his head throbbing violently, and his coagulated mental power became agitated.

Anti-life? He woke up with a startled start, and his inspiration looked at the Black Marsh. When he first met the Fear Spirit, he also had a splitting headache and a mental riot.

In the field of inspiration, a layer of black mist floated above the originally empty mire, slowly drifting. In the depths of the mist, a nightmarish eye suddenly opened, and countless visions flowed through it like a whirlpool.

What kind of anti-life is that? Gordon has never seen it in a book. But he couldn't think much about it, and his head became more and more painful, like countless knives drilled indiscriminately, stirring up the spiritual power to turn over the river and the sea, boiling like soup.

A beastly howl suddenly sounded!

Gordon turned his head with difficulty and looked back. The newt was rushing from a distance, its feathers trembling, its oily eyes shining fiercely, staring at itself.

"Ghost newts!" Gordon let out a tentative scream, but he didn't expect the newt to be able to chase it all the way from another rift.

Hearing the name, the newt subconsciously slowed down, roared a few words indistinctly, and pounced viciously at Gordon.

Despite losing his nature, the newt martial arts were still there, and in an instant, he jumped up the mountain rock, and his sharp claws raised a confusing claw shadow.

Gordon had a headache and barely managed to dodge. The tip of the newt's claw grazed Gordon, and then turned around and clawed again, at a tricky angle, fast and ruthless, tearing out dripping blood marks between Gordon's ribs.

Without waiting for Gordon to breathe, the newt leaned over and charged, shouldering Gordon's lower abdomen. Gordon stumbled backwards, the back of his head hitting the protruding rock corner.

With a "bang", the sky was spinning, and Gordon's head was "cracked"! The spiritual power shook wildly, like a landslide, cracking a thin crack. The shadow of the tooth jumped violently, and the tip of the tooth went straight into the slit, and cracks radiated along the slit in all directions.

Gordon screamed, covered his head, and his solidified spiritual power exploded, turning into countless fragments and splashing, and magnificent and wonderful pictures emerged one after another, throwing them at the shadow of the teeth.

The newt lunged at it, flew up and swept with one leg, kicking Gordon in the shoulder. Gordon stumbled to the side, falling to the rock, and the newt jumped in hot pursuit, and the two disappeared without a trace.

The black mist surged violently, and finally turned into a pair of dark and deep wings, covering the mire.

"Hey, you stinky pig standing in the doorway?" In a daze, Gordon suddenly woke up and saw a fat, greasy finger poking his nose.