The suffocation of death set in her head, and Nala Cook's eyes widened as hard as she could, but the vertigo persisted. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A thick scorching heat and flames filled her blurred vision, and she had no doubt that the next moment would be death.

When a person is about to die, his life experiences become images passing by before her eyes, which she often hears from old mercenaries or mercenaries who often carry out dangerous missions. They say it's a chance for the gods to give you repentance, and she's always scoffed at it.

Life is originally a process of one's own struggle, so what is there to repent?

With this in mind, Nala Cook has become a symbol of glory in the eyes of other mercenaries on the path of mercenaries.

But at this moment, she understood the meaning of what they were saying. At the beginning of the establishment of "Smiling Honey Sword", a cute little girl held her hand and muttered about all the bad things about the mercenary profession, and there were only two of them at that time.

Growing step by step, Nala Cook became more and more mature, experiencing turmoil, betrayal, and competition, and the "Smiling Honey Sword" eventually left four people, but went one step further to become an A-class mercenary group.

They held their swords in the mercenary union of the imperial capital, and made an oath in the tide of applause, and that scene is still vivid.

If she dies here, the mercenary group "Smiling Honey Sword" will collapse in an instant, and Angela's crying helplessness can already be imagined.

How can you die here after going through so many tribulations?!

The will that was about to collapse completely rebounded at the bottom, and although the vision was still a blurry yellow, Nala Cook let out an unwilling roar.

"Fuck you, shit!"

But it was useless, he lost his sword, half of his body was numb, and his vision was blurred, and it was impossible for even the best mercenary to escape from this death situation.

Hoarsely, she closed her eyes, the hot fireworks had already roasted the fluff on her face, and she subconsciously raised her arms in front of her face.

There was a crackling roar, and the flames blew across her arms like gales, and the stench of burning came to her face, and her arms were stained with sparks.

Without the power of imagination, this crucial thought came to mind, and although she was puzzled, she still calmly rolled on the ground, using the wet mud to quickly crush the sparks on her body, and her long red hair was completely stained with mud.

Opening her dry, aching eyes, she saw a familiar figure.

"Run!"

A deep voice betrayed anxiety, extinguishing the flames from the knife with the potion he was carrying, and the man quickly lifted Nala Cook, slung it on his shoulder, and ran away, the ooze trampled by his feet splashing even on her still burning face.

Her body was still numb, and she looked at the sword "Red Bird" lying quietly on the soft mud not far away, surrounded by scattered ores, and a box, and she bit her silver teeth slightly.

It's impossible to pick up her sword and ore at this point, damn it.

Suddenly, a premonition of danger flashed in my mind.

"Get down! Neil! ”

Nala Cook shouted in shock, she was about to say a few words of thanks, but on the other side, the flame monster swayed, and the fireball seemed to be ready again.

", what the hell is that?!"

Neil cursed under his breath, and before he could even turn around, he thrust his long knife into the ground and pounced on it very simply.

Lying in front of what appeared to be soft mud, there were actually several protruding rocks that carried the weight of Nala Cook, and Neil snorted as he felt something cold pierce his lower abdomen, and he was stabbed.

The whistling orange fireball flew over his head from behind, sinking into the soft mud in the distance, the orange-yellow flames exploded, and the rising light instantly dispelled the night above, and the pervasive scorching smell even spread to them.

Soon, he picked up Nala Cook again, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, wiping his lower abdomen, there was no blood, only minor injuries.

Time is of the essence, and Neil, fully aware of this, grabbed the long knife on the ground and continued to run forward.

But before he could run a few steps, the heart-wrenching feeling of stepping on the air welled up, Neil's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously threw Nala Cook out.

After waiting for a while, the sinking of his body did not stop, and Neil's heart sank with it, as the leader of the "Red Rose", he had never been so at a loss as he was now.

The inky muddy water flickered beside him, and Neil's pale face was hidden by the night, but with years of mercenary experience, he suppressed the panic in his heart, cut off the last bit of hope, and immediately made a judgment.

"Stay still for now, the mark I made is a triangle, and the vine leaves in front of me are all on it."

The feeling of vertigo took over his brain, and before Nara Cook could get used to it, he fell to the hard rocky ground, her back aching hotly, and her ears rang out with low, anxious words.

"Wait, you-"

Nala Cook held her head, and there were more and more Venus stars in front of her, and she frowned and wanted to say something.

An angry roar came out of Neil's mouth, and large expanses of muddy water splattered, and the strong impact seemed to be controlled in advance, slamming into her body, knocking her into the nearest bush.

The sound of grass and leaves ringing in her ears came to her ears, and she suddenly felt that the sound of the whole world seemed to be only that.

The tumbling body eventually hit the solid rock, and Nala Cook was hit hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and she opened her eyes weakly.

Through the gaps in the blades of grass, in the darkness of her vision, she saw Neil, who glowed with blue magic, holding his long knife aloft and roaring at the yellow and red phantoms not far away, but she wondered why he stood still and didn't run away.

She almost lost the ability to think, but a certain consciousness kept urging her to get up and fight with Neil in front of her.

She tried to struggle to get up, but a crisp sound came from inside her, and her pupils shrank, and she almost fainted in pain.

The blow from Neil had broken at least two of her ribs, and she let out a faint moan, moaning, as the tearing pain and dizziness intertwined.

Rise, rise, like a dying wolf that has bitten its prey, she clung to the thought. She stared not far away, and clearly saw that the light on Neil's body was getting weaker and weaker, but the monster was obviously still some distance away from him, it was really incomprehensible, this was her last sober thought.

Then, the complete darkness completely overwhelmed her vision like a tidal wave, and she could see nothing.

Nala Cook collapsed in the bushes, completely unconscious.

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With his hand brushing away a pitch-black branch that stood in front of him, the sound of dead leaves breaking under his feet was heard, and Leo stopped with a gloomy face.

The effect of [Moon's Vision] continued, but he had already traveled a lot, and even traversed three swamps, and found that he and the two white flames seemed to be forever a little bit apart.

The two white flames had come together by this time, and the uneasy feeling was like the spitting of a snake, which made him restless.

"Iros, what the hell is going on?"

This was the third time he had asked, and he had asked Iros before reaching the new jungle and as he was walking through the swamp, and his anxiety was evident that he didn't even have time to mark the way.

He carried a magic clock with him, and unexpectedly, the internal magic pattern was still intact, maybe it had something to do with the structure, he guessed.

It has been three hours since the departure from the camp.

If he can't return to camp with the two men within the next three hours, the dawn light will shoot at the Altai camp outside with the news of their disappearance.

"It should be almost there, maybe you're moving in the opposite direction when you enter this area."

Iros's voice was uncertain, timid and uneasy.

The fog around him was still filling, the fluorescent stone in his hand was almost dim to the point of no light, the night was still deep, and a wave of anger surged in the bottom of his heart.

If he knew this, he would have let him in alone, and such meaningless thoughts flickered in his mind.

Although the Astai Kingdom has explored a lot of unknown areas, this time the exploration of the area is probably the most dangerous they have ever seen, just those demonized wind shadow wolves are enough to move every mercenary group in the imperial capital, even the first court knights.

Just by releasing the news that the demonized Wind Shadow Wolves are active here, the Altai Chamber of Commerce will definitely stop this exploration mission instantly, and the area level here will also be upgraded from A+ to S or even higher.

After what happened, you can talk about criticism as much as you want, but the worst happens.

The Altai Chamber of Commerce has reached the limit in terms of personnel arrangements and preparations, but after all, because they don't understand this area, the three of them are in a predicament.

If those two men died as a result, no one would blame Leo or the Altai Chamber of Commerce - the exploration of the unknown area was a tightrope walk.

But Leo was different, many of his values were out of step with the world, and some different ideas were ingrained in his mind: if those two really died here, he would be so cold that he would vomit.

In fact, the main reason is that Nala Cook's request allowed Leo to see that these mercenaries are different from those cold-blooded people from other worlds.

From the time he came to this world, he was used by the Storm Lionheart, provoked and killed by the Light Knights of Taiyan City, and later deceived and designed by the Necronomicon and the Luna Cult, all of which made him indifferent and miserable.

But Lindsay's appearance, as well as the sudden trust of the middle-aged businessman, and Mike's respect, the awe of everyone in the mercenary group, and Nala Cook's request, all made Leo's original concept begin to change.

If he wants to understand the world, he must learn to accept it.

But it is definitely not in the form of death, pain, and remorse that he realizes certain truths of this world, and in the pouring rain of blasphemy, the power he acquires is used to change these things.

The artifact [Cultivation Ring] emitted a faint red light, and an invisible and terrifying fluctuation spread over him, and the surrounding fog dissipated one after another, leaving no trace.

Skill [Third Shelter], in Iros's shocked eyes, he once again turned into a terrifying black hole that devoured the surrounding elements.

This is definitely the power that makes the gods - no, even the law of order, the supreme law tremble, she thought so, and an extremely absurd feeling rose in her heart.

Leo then clicked on the inventory, took out the quasi-artifact LV15 [Soul Suppression] from the [gorgeous purple backpack], and silently recited a certain sentence.

It's time to use your powers, Alina.

"Ding! Item LV15 [Soul Suppression] has been removed! ”

The system prompt sounded, and the dull blue beads lay quietly in his hands.

Iros, who was on the side, just stared at the bead in his hand and didn't speak.

Echoing the thoughts in his heart, the pale blue light bloomed in his hands, and a large area of darkness was illuminated, which made his heart a little surprised.

Although he exposed something in front of the Goddess of the Moon, it would be nice to keep Iros under control after that.

He comforted himself like this, staring at the two white flames in his field of vision, his eyes instantly sharpened.

Trampling on the solid ground, the subtle cracks spread, Leo's body was like a ferocious bull, completely unreasonable, directly breaking through the dense thorns and shrubs, branches and leaves broke and flying, and the stones that blocked the way were also smashed into rubble, and he quickly rushed in a certain direction.