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The dense "whooshing" sound is continuous, and the converging trickle mixed with the dark red liquid flows into the wetland rapidly, and here, naturally, there is no beautiful scenery as imagined.

The deep jungle is dull and oppressive.

In the darkness, a corpse in light armor collapsed on the uneven mud floor, stumps and flesh scattered on the ground, and the flesh-and-blood wounds were washed away and slightly white.

It's not static, and one of them has a slight tremor.

【You are in a near-death state, please treat it as soon as possible】

Russell was awakened by the voice, and he opened his eyes, laboriously half-looking up, looking at his body.

The leather armor was already in tatters, a deep wound had been cut on the abdomen, there was a fine bite mark on the left leg, and a fishy feeling of nausea and discomfort was spreading in the body, as if it had been poisoned.

Every time he moves, it is the pain of drilling into the heart, and ordinary people have long been unable to support it, if it is not for his firm will and similar experience, otherwise he will not reach the level of this kind of unbearable ordinary people. Struggling to brace his body, Russell noticed the corpses scattered around him, twelve human corpses... and the corpses of two monsters, silently falling to the ground.

"Lizardmen..."Russell recognized the monster's identity, "Am I playing [King of the Realm]?" ”

"Nope! Impossible..."

"This kind of pain, this kind of environment, this kind of smell, even the [Realm King] can't completely simulate it. Besides, even if I were the king of the world, I wouldn't be here, let alone be so badly hit... I clearly entered the world of evil spirits. ”

"How do you explain the system's prompt sound?"

Russell's mind was very confused, he was already sanctified in the flesh, it was impossible for him to take such ordinary physical damage, he clearly remembered that he rushed to fight the boss after achieving the first rank of the Sanctuary, but the reality was completely different from his memory.

Silent.

He had a little subversive conjecture, but he didn't want to admit it from the bottom of his heart.

Things were beyond his comprehension, and the strong sense of strangeness left him at a loss, and Russell even felt a little swelling in his brain.

Hallucinations...

The pain in his body weighed heavily on Russell, his vision blurred and his breathing became more and more difficult. In the haze, it seemed that there were two illusory figures standing facing each other, one figure gradually faded, he held the hand of the other figure tightly, his lips moved slightly under the dark face, and finally smiled with relief, and disappeared... Into.

The expectations of the folks,

The Master's Dream,

Mission in my heart... Transform into a smile of trust and relief.

Strange memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind, ominous premonitions became facts, and he knew everything and accepted everything. He no longer resisted, and willingly, and it came naturally.

"I hate the rain, it's noisy."

muttered in my heart. The icy raindrops dripped and slapped on his face, bringing Russell a continuous stinging pain, and he had nowhere to avoid it.

"So I'm such an emotional person."

It's incredibly that Russell never imagined that he would become another person, let alone be so easily moved.

Banishing distractions, Russell knew that now was not the time to sigh. The lizardmen ambushed them and won, this race living in the forest and swamp is not a waste of resources, human weapons, clothing, including meat, are precious to them, maybe they will come to clean up the corpses soon, and they must race against time.

Moving his stiff and sluggish hands with difficulty, Russell dragged through the marching packet he had brought with him from memory, which contained antidotes, recovery potions, painkillers, and some food.

He gasped for breath and finished himself with a simple treatment, and ate all the unpalatable compressed food he had carried, and he had to be fit enough to deal with the dangers that followed. He opened his mouth wide and let the rain enter his mouth, and although he hated it, Russell had to admit that the rain at this time was really a timely rain that could save his life.

Russell lay quietly, he did what he could, and then he just needed to accumulate his strength, which was the best choice for him.

The sky was getting darker, the clouds were rolling like a roar, and the wind raged through the forest, but the trees bent but never yielded.

[The poison state is lifted, and the health state is restored to serious injury.] 】

Russell's head sounded again, and he confirmed that he still had the [System Spirit] on his body, even though he was no longer in the game, but in a real world. As mentioned in the system prompt, he himself can feel that his life force has stopped flowing and is constantly recovering.

"Here we are."

In the shadows, there was a little noise, it was the sound of footsteps, Russell was keenly aware of it. He couldn't delve into the system anymore, the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him, and he had to concentrate to hold his breath and hide himself.

Seven green-skinned lizardmen armed with round-shielded spears arrived in the area, with small heads that did not fit their proportions, slender torsos, strong limbs, and thick tails hanging low behind them.

"One person, two, go, take them all."

The lizardman at the head pointed and pointed, and there was a burst of grunt commands. The lizardmen then dispersed and walked to the scattered corpses, each of whom carried two corpses on their shoulders to take back to the village.

A lizardman casually walked up to Russell, who was in charge. He already had a corpse on his shoulder, and in his mind, cleaning up the battlefield couldn't be easier.

He approached Russell and carried him on his shoulder, and he felt that something was wrong, tilted his head and spat out the letter, puzzled, but he didn't know what was wrong.

He decided not to think about it anymore and was ready to return to the team.

[Hypnosis] has taken effect!

There was no resistance, and the lizardmen's brains were clearly not enough. Russell is a mage, he doesn't have much magic left, in order to save mana, he doesn't completely hypnotize the other party, but just cast a spell to weaken the lizardman's thermal sense, the rain covers his breath, the other lizardmen are far away from him, and he successfully hides himself.

Silently pulling out the dagger at his waist, Russell aimed it at the lizardman's heart, stabbing it with all his might, stirring.

"Goo-goo...!"

The lizardman let out a series of high-pitched screams, the pain causing him to writhe wildly on the ground, a movement that alarmed the other lizardmen.

"Vizo is dead."

After a few seconds, the writhing stopped, and even if the vitality was tenacious, being stabbed in the heart would be fatal. The other lizardmen put down the corpses, and six pairs of golden cold vertical pupils stared straight at Russell, "He did it!" ”

"Kill!"

The spear of the lizardman led by him pointed at Russell, and the lizardmen immediately rushed towards him at high speed with a letter spitting out a letter.

Lizardmen have tough skin armor, sharp claws, and toxins, especially excellent physical agility, and have a bronze level when they reach adulthood. Although they are intellectually inferior, they are insidious and greedy, and they are a social race with their own clan and social composition. Russell didn't want to use his badly injured body to them in the wild, if he could.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

He didn't have a choice. If the lizardman is allowed to lead him close to the other lizardmen, he will soon be sensed by the heat sense, and he will have to fight anyway, so it is better to solve one first and relieve some of the pressure.

【Mire Technique】

No matter how fast the lizardmen are, they can't be faster than Russell casts. He used the spell countless times in the early stages of the game, and he ran out of mana and recited the spell smoothly in one go. The ground around him began to twist and undulate, and the dirt was softening until it turned into a thick mud, not a wide range, dozens of small pits of soft mud with a radius of ten centimeters appeared around him.

The lizardman, the fastest and closest to Russell, noticed the change, and with the help of a high-speed impulse, he soared more than three meters into the air with the help of a high-speed impulse before it began to slide like a smooth parabola. His body was bowed, and the spear was held straight behind him, and he pulled the spear straight in front of him with all his might, and stabbed Russell with menacing force.

The spear was getting closer and closer in his eyes, Russell calmly controlled the distance, but his body was already tense, he stepped back slightly, turned sideways, dodged the fatal blow, and then drew the scimitar at his waist and slashed with the inertia of his side.

Cut it in two!

The lizardman's legs were neatly severed by him.

Without hesitation, Russell directly cut off the lizardman's head.

The remaining lizardmen hesitated to see their two companions die so easily, and their movements, which were already blocked by the ooze, became even slower.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the leading lizardmen roared loudly twice, and the lizardmen immediately scattered in all directions, surrounding Russell's front, back, and sides.

In the face of a powerful enemy, it is necessary to work together.

The lizardmen understood this, no matter how stupid they were, they were intelligent creatures, and they chose to flank them. The lead lizardman gave the order, and they simultaneously launched a second round of attacks from Russell on all sides.

Although they live in jungle wetlands and can adapt to slippery environments, in the face of this kind of mud swamp area, even they cannot exert their speed unscrupulously, so they can only carefully use the gap between mud puddles to keep close to Russell.

This is exactly what Russell wanted!

He wasn't just idle to make the pugs look scattered. He decides the placement of the mud puddle, so he can predict the lizardmen's steps and even their next moves.

It's close.

The lizardmen spat out their letters excitedly, their eyes glowing bloodthirsty, as if they had seen Russell torn apart, and even a cruel smile could be seen on their ugly faces. The lizardmen who are determined to fight are undoubtedly insane, and they hate the guy who caused them trouble.

When the mountains and rivers are exhausted, the birds are pecked.

Russell never knew what it meant to sit still, and only by fighting back did he survive. He was terrifyingly calm, constantly changing direction and looking around him, always grasping the dynamics of the situation.

Quiet as stagnant water.

Russell's gaze was indifferent. In the face of the siege, it seemed that he had nowhere to hide.