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On the huge monitor in front of the dean, the freshmen were all heading towards the center of the dense forest. They weren't equipped with GPS or maps, but their instincts as séances led them unconsciously towards the most central and demonic places. There is a storyboard that freezes in a large clearing opened up by the academy in the middle of the dense forest, where there are hundreds of low-level demon soldiers, a little more advanced skeleton soldiers and hellhounds, and of course, a sleeping minotaur.

"Captain, I contacted Team B, and they were fifteen minutes behind us." Unlike the awkward relationship between superiors and subordinates of Team B, every member of Team A maintained enough respect for Zhou Tang. Not only is this cool-looking guy able to answer almost all the instructor's questions, but it's also because of the series of performances in the jungle - he can take out a skeleton soldier in less than three seconds, and after doing so, he can perform a precise free kick with the skeleton's head, which is enough to prove that he is indeed a cool guy.

"Hmm." Zhou Tang's answer is always simple and clear.

"So, shall we stop and wait, rest for supplies, and get some new magazines?" The one who spoke was a boy with a small head, and his face seemed to have an expression written on it, "I have been a member of the study committee since I was a child."

"Wait." Zhou Tang stopped his steps, let go of the G37 in his hand, raised his hands above his head, and put on a posture of being a natural saint and pitying for the heavens.

One by one, the team members also stopped behind him, and they stared at their captain without saying a word, this very cold guy. The captain is a pragmatist rather than a god, and they all think so in their hearts, so they all think that the captain's action must have a deep meaning.

One drop, two drops......

One by one, the team members raised their heads, and under the black sky, from the tops of the tall deciduous trees that stood like giants, there seemed to be water droplets.

It's raining.

Zhou Tang's eyes were closed, but the entire forest was presented in his mind with a three-dimensional feeling. The raindrops fell, like a moving sonar network, giving everything within the raindrop coverage back to Zhou Tang's heart. In the sound of the ticking rain, Zhou Tang could clearly feel the violent advance on the side of the student union, the scattered fluttering assaults of the skeleton club, and the stumbling of his roommates in team B, following the tails of his team members from a distance.

This is one of the abilities given by the rain god Chuck, and the literary point is that where there is rain, there are thoughts, and the raindrops are his eyes, washing away all evil in the world. The military house is said to be a battlefield holographic information collection system.

"Don't wait, keep going."

Zhou Tang didn't need to explain to his teammates. He pushed aside the jungle and continued to walk. The players behind them kept in formation and followed one by one. The establishment of rank is intangible, and sometimes it is not necessary to climb the throne hall and raise your arms. As long as there is strength, everything is logical.

Zhou Tang's ruthlessness and domineering are innate. When he was very young, when his father was just the owner of a small textile factory, he dared to sit at the boss's desk and concentrate on playing with toys, while driving his father and the managers who were in meetings to the small coffee table in the office. Later, his father founded Eight Wolves, and even built a bedroom in the office, and when he was often tired of the bedroom with his beautiful secretary, he was the only one who dared to kick open the bedroom door and calmly walk in front of the naked man and woman on the big bed, just to wash his hands that had just finished eating instant noodles in the bathroom next to the bedroom. Later, he came to Eaton in the UK, and in that group of world-class children, he is also a unique Chinese cool brother. There are few words, but others are willing to listen to him, because he is a doer, and often when others are still arguing, he has already done everything.

Not to mention stumbling, Meng Jin came all the way, and he didn't know how many times he fell. I thought I was going to a dance party and deliberately chose narrow leather shoes with pointed toes, but after only five minutes of tossing in the dense forest, my ankles were blistered with blood. Especially when it rained again, the soft forest became muddy, and as soon as he stepped down, the black mud and rotten leaves were like hands stretched out from hell, desperately dragging Meng Jin's footsteps forward. Time and time again, Meng Jin got up when he fell, and sometimes he had to rely on the barrel of SCAR's gun to stand up, but he didn't dare to let go for a moment.

Because as long as he is left behind, he is faced with the situation of challenging those terrifying demons alone. Struggling to move forward in the mud is nothing compared to that.

"Hey, shall we rest? It's so dark at night, how do you see the road clearly? ”

Finally seeing the figures in front of him stop one by one, Meng Jin thought that they had heard his suggestion, so he stepped forward with a smile, but his face instantly became embarrassed.

"Oh, I'll go! All right...... That's, Cerberus? ”

The figure hand that stopped did not stop, and tongues of fire erupted, and a huge black dog was suppressed in the mud by the fire. At first glance, this black dog is nothing special, at most it is a little bigger. However, when this guy roared and raised his head, Meng Jin saw that half of the black dog's face had completely decayed, revealing only Sensen's white bones and the maggots wriggling on the white bones.

Cerberus, like skeleton soldiers, are all demon soldiers belonging to the Houss class. The normal one is one, the more awesome ones have two heads, and the highest level is three. The most famous of them is Cerberus, the Greek myth who guarded the gates of hell. It seems that this new friendship is not as terrifying as imagined, so far, these Cerberus are all one, and at most the whole head is corrupted, the kind of scary guy painted in the textbook who is completely corrupted and can spew green highly corrosive pus does not seem to appear in the forest tonight.

"When I contacted you earlier, you said that Team A has already gone to the front?" The guy in front of Meng Jin arrogantly flipped the M4 carbine in his hand behind his back, acting as a temporary tickle.

"Well, we're at least fifteen minutes behind." The other girl in a simple ponytail nodded, the hem of her skirt had been cut off with a dagger, revealing the black safety pants underneath.

"Sure enough, it's Zhou Tang's guy, walking so fast!" As usual, Meng Jin played the role of a topic terminator in Team B, and as soon as he spoke, the team members fell silent again. After the two team members collected one of the teeth of the Cerberus, Team B spontaneously stepped forward and threw Meng Jin alone in front of the dead big black dog.

"Hey~ Wait for me!" Meng Jin shouted again.

Fortunately, this time, Team B stopped after five minutes. The reason is simple, they have passed through the layers of dense forests, and they have come to a clearing in the middle of the dense forest. And the scene in front of him made every member of Team B gasp, as for Meng Jin, he was choked by the gasp -

In the open space about 500 meters square, the skeleton soldiers stood in formation like a robot troop in Star Wars, the two Cerberus were all roaring with their heads down, and there were many Cerberus three Cerberus. The three of them turned their faces in unison, and there seemed to be fireflies floating in the hollow skull eye sockets. And in the center of the clearing, in a huge black iron cage, the already awakened minotaur was staring at the bowl of big red eyes, and the white gas that erupted from his nose was frosted on the black iron cage pillar. Compared to such horrible things, the strangely shaped humanoid demons at the outskirts of the clearing were as cute as toys made of plasticine.

"Congratulations on the arrival of our last batch of freshmen, then it's time for the final exorcism!"

Benjamin's melodious voice came through the headphones, the voice was low, and the crispy feeling could make the ears pregnant.

At this time, Meng Jin noticed that Zhou Tang led the A team, the student union, the skeleton club, the Columbus Knights, and the Buddhist Gate...... One by one, the nascent organizations are already standing on the edge of the clearing. A hundred or so freshmen dressed in suits and dresses, armed to the teeth with the most cutting-edge modern firearms, are about to face the final battle of the night. is still Meng Jin, who experienced the online game "Journey" in an Internet café many years ago, and at this moment he also has the feeling of teaming up to brush up on copies. Everyone worked hard all night, just waiting for the last big boss to be wiped down, and then greeted by all kinds of strange costumes and treasures that fell, as well as a long bar of experience bars.

But this time, it seems that I have to grab it with other teams.

"Countdown, 3 Mississippi River, 2 Mississippi River, I won't say 1." Coco's crisp voice came through the headphones, and her mischievous countdown.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black iron cage clicked, and the minotaur hunched over.

The minotaur who left the square inch of the world revealed its original appearance at this moment. Four or five meters tall, on the huge head, the four twisted sharp horns were only two intact at the moment, standing in the center of the demon army like a titan giant.

"It's okay, this guy doesn't have a weapon." Meng Jin comforted himself.

The minotaur turned and pressed his horns against the black iron cage, pushing hard.

A black and hard iron pillar that was visually thicker than Meng Jin's head was carried by this terrifying guy.

"It's okay, there's too many people here, I can hide in the back for a while." Meng Jin comforted himself again.

The minotaur lowered his head. This action does not represent its surrender, but rather a prelude to an attack!

Meng Jin was dumbfounded at this moment, and he couldn't comfort himself anymore, because the minotaur snorted and rushed straight towards him, and with that fierce posture, let Meng Jin steal his wife.

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Chuk, the rain god: (228th)

Sphere of Influence: Individual + Natural

Attributes: Where there is rain, there are thoughts, and the raindrops are his eyes, washing away all evil in the world. It can also be called a battlefield holographic information collection system. When the rain god is full of emotions, he can even summon thunder and lightning to surround the weapon at hand, adding an ultra-high voltage electric effect.

Signs: Becoming disgusted with sunny days, and becoming delicate and sensitive emotionally. The gloomy temperament is doubled.