Sharp bone spears tore through the air, and torrents shot through the cavern. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the near-enclosed space, the surging air blew out the torch in the hand of the merchant Bane, and in the crevice in the rock wall was a torch that the bandit leader had hung earlier, and it was also extinguished in the raging air current.

It was pitch black in view.

Glo seemed to hear his own pounding heartbeat in the dull silence - since he came into this world, he and his fellow bandits had been paying attention to a balanced diet, and no one in the team had suffered from the night blindness common to civilians.

But from the light of the torches to absolute darkness, he had difficulty adapting for a moment, and the loss of sight in battle was undoubtedly a very bad condition. His back was pressed against the uneven and rough rock wall, and he suddenly felt a huge palpitation. His pupils dilated, but he still couldn't see anything. He heard the exclamation of the merchant Bane, and the muscles of his whole body subconsciously suddenly exerted force...... The bone spear broke through the wind.

This kind of environment is no different from the previous cave people who have lived underground for a long time.

"Red Thorn" ignited hopes for revenge. The bone spear stabbed the "flame", its emotions were agitated, and it continued to roar "ho ho" - the miserable white bone spear turned into a phantom in its strong and powerful arm, and although it was badly wounded and bleeding, it used all its strength to stab it fiercely.

It's just that it didn't hear the screams of humanity as it had hoped.

The bone spear stabbed into the rock wall, crumbling from the tip and breaking into pieces. There was a burst of crackling sounds, and a deep hole appeared, and cobweb-like cracks spread from the hole, and rubble and powder splattered in all directions.

"Red Thorn" found that this blow actually missed!

There is no sluggish feeling of stabbing into the flesh of prey. It clutched the remnants of the half-cut spear in its hand—a weapon that was more like a stick in its current condition—and it spun its massive head around it to look around—

It saw!

In less than a second, it saw the "flames" rising under its feet - Glo could not see in the darkness, but his rich PK experience and good sense of battle made him make the most reasonable response at the moment.

Glo squatted, then rolled to the ground. He didn't care, his leather armor rolled through the ground, and the hard pebbles hurt all over his body—he heard the roar of the leader of the cavemen.

The sword was from the bottom up, with a swift and unusually swift thrust, a light upward lift. In the process, he once again unleashed his shoddy "stealth continuous thrust" - the bandit leader had enough reason to believe that the wounded cave leader would reveal a huge flaw after delivering this fatal blow.

He couldn't see his target, but the beastly roar was enough to determine his general direction and position—the bayonet pierced through the tough skin, pierced into the flesh, and then shook the bones hard.

The sharp pain coming from the nerve ends made "Red Thorn" can't help but scream in pain again. But the sound that came from his throat became its last words, and in an instant, the leader of the bandits heard the source of the cry, and the sharp blade of the sword slashed.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

The light of the torches was rekindled, and the bandit leader propped himself up against the rock wall, gulping greedy for air—he felt his whole body lose his strength, and the tiredness that he had never felt before came over him, but he did not feel a trace of sleepiness. His right arm, the nitrate bracer, had turned into a hanging shard, and a piece of fresh flesh on his forearm had been carried away by the bone spear of the caveman leader, blood running down his sweaty arm and dripping from his elbow.

Pain - the dust in the air clung to the surface of the wound, making him feel a burning pain, he gritted his teeth and restrained himself, and reached into his rucksack with his left hand to find a bandage to stop the bleeding.

In the system, the health value is displayed: 202/276. AT THE SAME TIME, HE GAINS A LIGHTLY BLEEDING DEBUFF - LOSING 1% OF HIS MAX HEALTH PER MINUTE FOR 1 HOUR.

Based on his current health, he wouldn't have died even if he hadn't taken measures to stop the bleeding. After an hour, his health will drop to 13% of his upper limit, and he will enter a state of weakness and near endangerment, and the character's stats will become 50% -

But in a wild environment where danger can be encountered at any time, weakness is undoubtedly a great danger.

The bandage was easily sought out, and the light of the torches was getting closer and closer, and judging from the shadows cascading in all directions on the rock wall, it seemed that there was more than one.

Glo turned his head, he saw a few familiar figures, and for a moment, he was completely stunned, holding the roll of bandages and standing in place without any follow-up, letting the blood drip -

"Mr. Lecter, great strength, excellent sword skills!"

The mellow, clergyman-like chant of hymns rings in the ears. Avron's future lord, Marcuro Escud, appeared in front of him, followed by a large number of heavily armed knights and elite mercenaries.

They looked at the piles of caveman corpses on the ground, whispered conversations, and watched from time to time, in amazement.

Marcuro's gaze swept over the bandit leader, and there seemed to be a slight smile hidden in his eyes—behind him, Miss Alyssa, the knight, heard him call the bloodied man "Lecter", and couldn't help but look at him curiously.

She quickly saw the man's face—the faces of the eastern hill people probably had many characteristics in common. But Miss Alyssa was by no means face-blind, and she had only met the old-fashioned chief of staff of Karthas half a month ago, and the interval was not too long, and the memory was especially deep. She realizes that the "Lecter" in front of her is not the nasty bastard of Karthas.

Is it the character of the same name? Miss Alyssa thought to herself. She glanced at Cody and Lars beside her—the two young knights didn't seem surprised, they were discussing the swordsmanship that the man had just used with the knights of the City Lord's Mansion, and let out a burst of exclamation.

Merchant Bane approached, reminding "Lecter" of stopping the bleeding as soon as possible. Glo was relieved, but at this moment, the bandit leader only felt dizzy and panicked.

It's not that he's lost too much blood - Glo is well aware of the perverted constitution of his nineteen-year-old body. This feeling is entirely psychological: he had previously faced Marcuro, pretending to be Lecter, a member of Karthas's staff, but his presence here as that person seemed to lack some reasonable explanation.

He used his brains to try to put words together and concoct a suitable reason - but he didn't realize that behind him, the fallen leader of the cavemen suddenly rose from the ground again, and then the skin of the body turned gray, and the barbed skin on its back detached, revealing white bones......

The skin swelled rapidly, and the leader of the cavemen was originally taller than Glo, and now his volume was about to touch the top of the cave passage.

Glo was unaware of the direction of the torch's glow, and the merchant Bane, with his head down, was helping him wrap the bandage, which had just been cut by the iron scissors. Bane suddenly looked up—

Macuro, along with the knights and elite mercenaries behind him, witnessed all of this from beginning to end, but things were moving too fast.

I only heard a roar like the sky cracking, and the corpse of the leader of the cavemen swelled like a balloon, and then, in an instant, exploded!