The blade vibrated slightly, blood droplets scattered, and the knife was sheathed, and the inner circle of the camp that the aborigines had not been able to set foot on was finally stained with a scarlet viscous liquid, and a few blood-stained grasses trembled slightly, as if they had absorbed the nutrients contained in the blood with great pleasure, and soon they would be the strongest of their kind.

Boone's face was pale and cyan with despair. Before the electric drill he had condensed had time to break through Austin's body defense, he saw two blood-colored blades flash, and then his left arm lost sensation, and the severed limb was thrown into the air under the collision of energy.

Austin was very faithful to cut off only one of his arms, but there was also an extra bone-deep blood mark on his right wrist, and the short blade fell to the ground and bounced helplessly a few times.

What scared him the most was that he didn't see how Austin drew his knife, how he swung it, and how he cut off his arm in the "field" he formed with his own source power!

It wasn't even until Austin inserted the knife into the scabbard that he could see a short knife stuck in his left thigh.

As a specially trained person, sports vision is a must to deal with a fighter like Austin, who is known for his speed and explosiveness, but at this moment, Austin is more than twice as fast as he knows? Even the sixth-order instructors who trained them can only match it!

Even if he was temporarily controlled by his own thunderbolt spider at the beginning, I am afraid it was only intentional, and he felt the strength of the attack and the routine, and he didn't care at all. If Austin wanted to, he could have turned the lightning spider into a mere elemental before it pounced.

Surrounded by people who surrounded him, he held Boone, who was sitting on the ground, skillfully stopping the bleeding and treating the wound, with a bit of schadenfreude in his indifference.

They are all busy with their own affairs, cleaning up the battlefield left behind by the aboriginal Tusi, but they have been paying attention to the battle situation here for a long time. In the hearts of the old people of the Lion's Tooth Camp, the "Blood Axe" Austin is almost an existence that can sweep through the same rank, and a person with a special ability who has not reached the full-time level also wants to replace him?

Bite off more than one can chew.

Austin popped out a wisp of blue face, turning it into ashes in Boone's eyes that were about to erupt into flames, and then leaned close to Boone's ear and said, "No matter which big man you are entrusted with, I remember that every month the Glorious Front asks the soldiers to send three letters back, and you should also find that opportunity to report." Tell that Lord that I have no intention of returning to Apocalypse City, and if no one pushes me step by step, I am willing to live here for the rest of my life. As for...... I'm sorry, but after sending this letter, your use value is gone, and you are an outcast. ”

Boone's body shook again, I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss or because of the blood surging after hearing Austin's words, "Quack" gritted a tooth in his life.

"Phew!" he spat out the white crumbs, and Boone wisely chose to sink it, which frustrated Austin's next idea of humiliating or even erasing him, and waved his hand in boredom to send Boone down.

"By the way, don't be stingy when treating him with medicine, use regular medicine, this kid is not able to rub his ability, and he can make a lot of effort in the future, don't be killed by those miscellaneous people in the medical department who want to study living alchemy and herbs. ”

"Understood. A meaty-faced soldier dragged Boone half-to-the-ground to a large tent in the camp, which emitted a faint smell of rancidity, most of which was blocked by a hanging curtain, and only darkness could be seen through the gaps.

Although the expeditionary force is separated from the two major institutions of power, the military department and the inquisition, the people who are sent are not good at stubble, everyone is burdened with a past or hidden interests, and there are often some undercurrents that can only be understood, but Boone hit a reef that is difficult to shake today.

People who have been staying for a long time will only rot what they hear and see in their stomachs, and drunk gaffes will also remind themselves not to let the trouble come out of their mouths.

Austin picked up the green trench coat that had fallen on the ground and put it back on, pulling the placket to try to expire himself, the damp mist of the forest keeping his bare body out.

Recently, in early spring, the humidity has become heavier and heavier, although it is not as hot as summer, but unconsciously, there will be water droplets condensed on the surface of the body, and the already blood-stained clothes will stick tighter to the skin, which makes Austin very uncomfortable.

In addition, Duzzy and Francis were arranged, and Austin sat down casually against a tree, handing over a cigarette next to him.

"Isn't it idle? Let's see if the bunnies have sealed the carriage carrying the aboriginal corpses, two of them were dropped last time, and the rest were soaked in fog, and the acropolis research institute scraps forced the price down by half. Austin puffed out a puff of smoke, which quickly coalesced into a large area of tiny particles visible to the naked eye as it merged with the water vapor in the forest.

After arriving here, he was particularly fond of the word "miscellaneous", and everything that was not pleasing to the eye could be summed up in this word.

"I've already told them, and if there is any negligence, I will discount one of their hands and send them to the logistics to carry luggage. In addition, if the institute plays us again, this is also the end of that group of scientific researchers. Cocos grinned and threw himself next to Austin, his heavy body smashing into a cloud of dirt.

Austin subconsciously touched the axe, then relaxed, and moved a little unhappily to the side.

Cocos didn't seem to notice Austin's actions, leaning against a tree half-lying, his face showing a cunning that didn't match his appearance: "Boss—ah, no, Commander, that's the end of Boone's business?"

"What else do you want? I can't move the people behind him, and his combat effectiveness is not bad, so let's stay." ”

"Come on, I don't know how vindictive you are? His methods are designed to restrain you at first glance, and you dare to keep this kind of person like this? ”

"Of course I won't just keep it, when he is better, I will be my adjutant first, no, I can teach him well. Hehe...... If I'm not mistaken, he actually has two missions - if he can't replace me, he will lurk around me, waiting for an opportunity to kill me, and his eyes are really resentful just now, he should gouge out his eyes. Austin smoked a cigarette and a grim smile curled into her mouth.