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Along a headland, Gordon climbs the cliff to the north. A few black waterfowl perched on it flew in fright, chirping loudly.

Gordon crouched on a rock, about 100 meters away from the cave where Freckles was, and the cliffs on both sides formed a narrow angle. From this position, he could clearly observe Freckles' every move, including the subtle changes in expression on the other party's face.

The water porcupine gathered around the burrow, slammed inward again and again, and fell out of the cliff screaming. Blood splattered one after another, spilling all over the rocks. Freckles firmly guards the entrance of the hole, and the short knife is fast and ruthless, clean and neat, and it stabs into the vital point of the water porcupine with one knife, without wasting extra time and source power.

This is a pure killing martial art, efficient and practical, giving up a qiē skill change in exchange for the shortest route to attack. This killing technique may seem simple, but without years of brutal practice, it would never have been possible. Gordon saw that rat blood and minced flesh were constantly splashed on Freckles' face, and he didn't blink an eye, he swung his knife mercilessly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his face always had an unaccustomed look on his face.

This is the No. 12 with mediocre martial arts, a homeless child who has been scolding and scolding? Gordon stared at the blood-stained, unchanging face, and suddenly felt so strange.

That face wore a disguised mask, pretending to be more successful than itself. Thinking of this, Gordon felt uncomfortable, and even had a trace of anger after being deceived. Then he thought that he was the same, and he was a little confused.

"Everybody has to wear a mask, sooner or later." His father had taught him, and he didn't care about it at the time, but now he knows what it's like.

"Poof!" Freckles swung a knife to cut the neck of a water porcupine, kicked his right leg, kicked the other water porcupine off the cliff, opened the backpack with his backhand, took out a bottle of green solution, and threw it out. The green liquor splashed on the water porcupine, penetrating rapidly, eroding the flesh and blood. They screamed in pain, and when they fell from the cliff to the ground, all that was left was pus-dripping claws and teeth.

After a while, Freckles shook his hands and spilled a piece of **, and more than a dozen water porcupine rats sniffed ** and froze on the spot. After a few moments, he shot out several spray canisters, and the water porcupine shrouded in colored smoke was like crazy, with red eyes and killing each other.

Gordon had been watching, and nearly an hour had passed, and the water burginer was still storming one after another. Although Freckles used various methods to kill more than 300 water porcupine rats, he still could not withstand the wanton consumption, his body fell sharply, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his hands and feet gradually became heavy.

A water burginer scurried past the blade and bit freckled on its arm, blood gushing out. He swung his arm and slammed into the cave wall, and the water porcupine and the rock collided violently, crumbling into pulp. Another water porcupine pounced on his leg and was kicked away, but this time with less force, and instead of falling off the cliff, the water porcupine rolled at his feet, and the sharp back irritated shot out, nailed freckled leather boots. Blood seeped out of the hole and stained the boots red. The freckles flickered, and the water burgines swarmed up.

Gordon subconsciously clenched the dagger, and slowly released it. Freckles didn't last long, the more sluggish his movements became, and his accuracy began to deviate, and the water porcupine rats piled up like a raging gray wave, tearing apart the bright red blood foam.

At least I can collect his body and bury him, and I can count it as an acquaintance. Gordon saw a water porcupine bite freckled on the freckled calf, and another pounced on the freckle's shoulder, biting off a bloody piece of the belt. Freckles shook his shoulders in pain, and a wooden box rolled off his backpack and fell to the ground, the lid shattering open, revealing a flower carved out of a gemstone.

Gordon immediately smelled a strange aroma, incomparably strong, like substance, spreading rapidly to the surroundings. As if stimulated, the water porcupine frantically rushed to the burrow and pounced on the strange flower. Freckles let out a low roar, and the twin knives spun sharply, blooming two dazzling light wheels.

The white light of the entire cave mouth skyrocketed, the knife wheel rolled over, and the blood and water of the broken flesh splashed everywhere. Freckles worked hard with all their might, like a mad tiger, killing the water porcupine inch.

Jewel Flower! Gordon saw the brilliant and crystal clear flower, and suddenly realized. No wonder the water mouse's eyes on the freckles turned out to smell the fragrance of gem flowers.

Gemstone flowers are extremely rare, according to the description of the classics, it is born in the vast sky, absorbs light and wind dew and grows, colorless and tasteless, difficult to find with the naked eye. After the flowering period, the withered jewel flowers will fall from the sky, and when they come into contact with the earth's air, they will become colorful and emit a pungent fragrance.

This strange fragrance spreads extremely quickly and has an irresistible allure to fierce beasts. When the beast devours the jewel flower, it can be reborn and evolve.

For humans, the gem flower has only one very narrow purpose - to reduce dependence on coca medicine.

Coca is a green shrub that is subdivided into seven categories, including curly-leaved coca, flat-leaf coca, and fine-grained leaf coca. Its leaves can be used to refine potions for pain relief, and alchemists who stay up late all year round are especially fond of using coca medicine to cure headaches. But later, the alchemist now takes a large amount of coca potion to become addicted to it, which is difficult to get rid of, and his temperament will become dark and cruel, and he will be insensitive. As a result, coca medicine was banned by many countries until it entered the black market and became a tool of some underground forces to control their subordinates.

Gordon looked deeply at Freckles, who was desperate to keep the gem flower because he was addicted to coca potions and wanted to quit? Was he the only one who had taken coca potions, or was it all the other teenagers? Gordon had an ominous premonition in his heart, he had been hunting in the wild, and he had not returned to the base, and he had no idea what had happened in the past six months.

If the Blood Prison would use coca potions in order to firmly control the people, then he will not be spared when he returns to the base.

"Poof!" Freckles stabbed the water porcupine in the neck, leaned down, and reached back with his left arm to close the wooden box. But another water burginer pounced on him and bit his left wrist, followed by another water burginer rushing into the burrow, shooting a backstab and slamming it into the door. For a while, the freckles were left and right, and they were tired of coping, and they couldn't spare their hands to cover the gem flower.

The rich fragrance of flowers permeated, stimulating the water porcupine rats one after another, violently impacting, and the entire hole was almost obscured by the black and oppressive rat swarm.

Gordon hesitated slightly, climbed the cliff, and began to climb down. The scent of the gem flower was spreading, and it wasn't long before the beasts gathered were enough to squeeze the place. If he doesn't evacuate, he will even give away his life.

Quickly tumbling off the cliff, Gordon ran to the riverbank. After walking a few steps, he bumped into dozens of ironclad crocodiles head-on, rushing towards them with great momentum. Behind the ironclad crocodile, Gordon saw nearly 100 fierce beasts such as ice-ring snakes, man-eating frogs, and poison-kissed hippos crawling out of the river and running towards the direction of the cliff.

The herd was clearly attracted by the scent of the gem flower. The road was blocked, and Gordon had to turn around and run towards the jungle at the other end. As he rounded the cliff, he heard the roars of the beasts, the branches of the jungle swayed, the wind blew, and a fierce beast pounced from the depths of the woods.

Gordon stopped suddenly, and in just a few minutes, he was surrounded by a flood of beasts on all sides, and there was no room to escape.