Near Camp Osford, in the pitch black, barely visible, a figure was wielding the pointed stick in his hand, yes, he was lighting the fire using the ancient method of drilling wood for fire.

And this figure is Rex, who is separated from Gloria and Algert, and as for the manual fire, it is because he actually forgot to bring flint and steel. Originally, the matter of making a fire was Algert's job, and his fighting spirit had the attribute of fire, and the trivial matter of igniting a fire was simply handy. But it was because of this that he forgot to bring the flint and steel, so he had to use this primitive method to make the fire, but today the humidity seems to be a little too heavy, and no matter how much he drills the stick, the fire in his hand can't be ignited.

"Oh, shit." Rex scolded secretly, his rubbing hands were almost swollen, and even a little painful. I want to give up, but fire is a very important thing in the wild forest and at night.

Rex put down the pointed stick in his hand and held his breath as he listened to the sounds around him. He was only one person, and he couldn't help but be careless, he didn't even dare to use his fighting spirit along the way, just for fear of being detected by some Warcraft or people from other teams, and his two fists were hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that the other party was a team of three.

Noticing that there was no abnormal sound, Rex cautiously stretched out a finger and pointed at the sawdust cut off with a long sword on the ground, and with a "zi" sound, a small electric spark flew out from the finger and hit the sawdust. It's Rex's ability, Thunderbolt, but because there is a sound when using it, he's extra careful. The flames didn't come up, but that didn't dampen his resolve, and Rex continued to unleash electric sparks at the sawdust.

In the silence of the night, a dark place in the forest makes a "zizi" sound from time to time, accompanied by small sparks, which makes people feel a little supernatural. After a while, perhaps God paid off, after the sparks had flown many times, the sawdust finally burned, and Rex immediately got down excitedly and blew it with his mouth, and the flames gradually increased, and then he carefully put in a few pieces of firewood, he didn't want to let the fire he had worked so hard to get out like that. Then he took out another piece of dry food, which was a steamed bun, and was ready to roast it, and then eat it when it was hot. But just then, from the forest to the left of him, there was a series of sparse sloshing sounds of leaves and weeds.

Rex looked over there vigilantly, and after the grass shook for a moment, a man walked out, and Rex held his breath for a moment.

It's Randall of Osford!

For a moment, a message came to Rex's mind: Oh no, why is he here? Could it be that my tracking is exposed?

And then with the first message, the second one calmed him down a bit: as if he was alone?

And then then the third message followed: What was he looking at?

Rex looked at Randall suspiciously, and Randle's eyes didn't look at him, but at his right back, as if there was something more important there than his opponent. Randall's pretentious look made Rex turn his head to look at it, but there was nothing but grass and trees......

He turned his head to look at Randall again, but the other man's eyes still didn't look at him, and he walked straight ahead without squinting, as if he didn't see him.

What's going on? Rex held the steamed bun in both hands, and watched Randall walk step by step, getting closer and closer to him, but he seemed to have forgotten one thing. Just as Randall walked up to Rex, he heard only a "whoa-" sound, and Randall stepped on the small flame that had just been lit, and the flame that had been so painstakingly lit was extinguished by him, and after the footsteps, only a tuft of green smoke was left in its place, proving that it had burned passionately.

Rex was dumbfounded and looked down at the fire, but at this time there were only a few sparks flickering, Rex hurriedly lay down and blew with his mouth to save it, but it was only in vain, and the breath from his mouth accelerated the demise of Mars.

Rex was furious, pulled out his long sword at his waist with a sonorous sound, brandished his shield in his left hand, and called out to Randall's back, "Hey, boy, don't you think I don't exist?" ”

Perhaps it was the words that had an effect, and Randall's body shook and turned around. His eyes were red, like a demon's upper body, and he looked around, but he was no longer in the camp, and then he realized that he had fallen into someone else's illusion. He saw Rex in front of him, and the other party had already assumed an attacking stance.

"Is that you? Do you do all this? Randall asked, his head still a little dizzy.

"What?" Rex didn't know why.

"It's unforgivable that you used Nia to deceive me!"

"What are you kidding, you haven't settled accounts with you yet." As Rex spoke, his left shield slammed into Randall's head.

Randall's right hand was raised, condensing his fighting spirit, ready to temporarily resist with the torch in his hand, but where was the torch in his hand, it turned out to be his magic guide for egg hunting, but at this time, it was too late to withdraw his hand, and with a crisp sound, the magic guide was smashed by the shield.

Rex took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the sword in his right hand slashed vertically, Randall subconsciously used the dagger in his left hand to block, but he miscalculated again, and the dagger that assassinated him in his left hand was not the one that killed him at all, it was obviously a branch, covered with leaves, and a fruit, but in the next moment, this fruit was instantly halved by Rex's sword, Randall used all his strength to dodge, and the tip of the sword drew a series of sparks on his armor, which was worthy of dodging. Rex took advantage of the momentum and kicked Randall in the chest, kicking Randall far away, until he flew out and hit a large tree.

Under the tree, Randall, who stopped flying because he hit a tree, was so angry that he looked at the fragment of the magic guide and half of the branch in his hand, what is this! He threw away the useless things in his hand and rubbed his dizzy head with his hand, and then his brain was clearer, and he also thought that he must have been calculated by others. He recognized the man just now, it was the warriors of Tlerell, and their team was all using fighting spirit, so the person who calculated himself must be the man of Mana Lanka, maybe he was watching him somewhere, or he saw that he had already fled after waking up.

We have to go back to the camp first, Randall thought, and then reached out to take out the magic guide, and suddenly, his hand froze, and he looked down at the debris on the ground, isn't this the magic guide?

Oh, the goddess of light is above, it's broken!

It seems that it can't be repaired, Randall sighed, stood up, suddenly pulled out his heavy sword, looked at Rex who was walking in front of him with a shield sword, and rushed forward.

"You guy, pay for my magician!" Randall roared and slashed with his sword.

"What a joke! You broke it yourself! Rex gritted his teeth and said that the man in front of him not only stepped on his fire, but also blamed him for the breakage of the magic guide, even though he really broke it.

"Then leave yours to me!"

"You're dreaming!"