The Grey Falcon runs through the towering woods.

She ran and cried, and the woman with blurred eyes had her calf cut by the bushes, but her fear-driven body was unaware of this, allowing blood and tears to spill all the way.

Run, run as hard as you can, run out of this woods, run above the field, where there are more companions, where there is safety. A voice spoke to her.

Is it really safe there? Don't kid yourself. Another voice popped up again. You're dead.

The Falcon stopped, and she bent over, one hand holding the tree, her upper body heaving from the rapid breathing. Up, down, up, down, up, down.

She raised her arm to wipe away her tears, she knew the second voice was right, she was dead.

How did I end up like this?

At dusk, the Grey Falcon finds the body of the oriole on the ruins of the battlefield.

She just lay there quietly, her head tilted to one side, her expression peaceful. If it weren't for the fact that her skin had turned dead gray, the Falcon would have preferred to believe that she was just taking a nap and would wake up soon.

Grey Falcon remembers that when she first joined the sixth team, it was Sister Ori who was the first to accept her. The veteran was always responsive to newcomers, and sometimes the Grey Falcon didn't even have to say anything, and Sister Ori could guess what she was thinking and needing. Sister Li once joked with her, saying that when she was promoted to the second order in the future, she must choose an ability that can eliminate her troubles, not only for everyone, but also for herself.

Now that the Siren is gone, she doesn't have to worry about any more troubles, and the living continue to do what they have to do, such as revenge.

The Grey Falcon half-knelt beside the oriole and cast its powers.

She soon made a discovery. A man had been lying where she was kneeling, and Sister Li's eyelids had pheromones he had left behind, and he had been in great pain, and finally he left the place and headed northeast into the woods.

He also took Sister Li's weapons and pendant with him.

Ash Falcon suppressed his anger, held his breath, and found the telepathic channel that Shi Chang had established that only team members could use, "Shi Chang, do you hear me?" I'm a Grey Falcon. ’

'Grey Falcon, I'm a flaminge. Did you find her? ’

I found her. There was a bitterness in the Grey Falcon's heart, "And him, he's still alive." ’

She briefly reported her findings to the chief, who immediately instructed: 'Good, stay there, keep telepathy, and I'll get over here.' ’

As night fell, the members of Team 6 were assembled. Yesterday morning they had a hundred, now they are thirty-seven.

"Listen up, we're not going to deal with the guy you think. He is very cunning, so he must not be careless. "Red Juan divided the personnel into an action group and a response team," we will keep an eye on here to prevent him from running back to the border. After midnight, all the chiefs followed me to arrest people. Grey Falcon, you're in charge of leading the way. Green parrot, you are in charge of healing. Yunhe, you lead the rest of the people to stand by and be ready to answer at any time. ”

"Don't you ask them for help?" Yunhe pointed to the light in the distance, which was the bonfire lit by the other women. "The woods are too big, and we may not have enough manpower."

Hongjuan shook his head, "This is our family matter, and it is not appropriate for outsiders to interfere." Besides, there are all foot soldiers and priests over there, and there are not as many people who can fight as we are, so they can't help much. ”

The Grey Falcon was unimpressed. The captain had already said that the man named Bamboo Pole was just a recruit, and after killing Sister Li, he was a single-level samurai. No matter how bad the foot priest is, it is no problem for two or three to beat him to one. She felt that Shi Chang was making a bit of a fuss.

She kept this thought going until the team went deep into the woods and saw a giant sequoia tree that had broken in two. The Grey Falcon heard a gasp around him.

"The Lord God is above, is this, is this interrupted with bare hands?"

"Look how thick this tree is, it takes four people holding hands to go around it."

"That's right, this tree was broken empty-handed! And it didn't take long to be interrupted. ”

"Interrupting such a big tree, the movement is too small, why didn't we hear it?"

"Fool, there's an ability that can insulate sound!"

"He's definitely not a single order! I don't even have the ability to do this in the second order! This, how is this possible? ”

"Oh, look, there are so many broken trees."

"Where? Why didn't I see it? ”

"Over there, over there, look over there."

With the help of another ability, they saw in the darkness that a clearing had been carved out in front of them, in the simplest and most brutal way. The gray falcon suddenly felt creepy.

The crowd was silent, just looking at the red cuckoo. Calm and calm, she ordered the Falcon to inspect the cut in the broken tree.

As a result, the gray falcon found the pheromones of the bamboo pole on the intercept, which was left with his fist.

"Why is this happening?" The women began to shout again, and the red cuckoo interrupted them rudely.

'Shut up, don't speak!' Whatever you want to say, give me telepathy! ’

After a while, someone timidly asked, 'What, is the mission going on?' ’

'Go ahead, we still have a chance. Green parrot, what time is it? ’

In addition to healing wounds and acting as a mouthpiece for the Lord God, the priest also had an important function of telling the time. 'It's a long time, a quarter of a moment, and one hour at midnight. ’

Then he is probably asleep, so let's go and cut off his head now." This is our only chance. ’

But what if I haven't slept yet? What are you going to do? Surrender? ’

The women were startled by the sudden male voice, and they formed a circle facing the outwards, clutching their weapons.

'How did you get in?' The red cuckoo asked.

'I came in by a miracle. The bamboo pole replied, "This is a high-end product that I bought from the Lord God for a lot of points, and I can do a lot of things." ’

'Cloud Crane! Cloud Crane! Can you hear me? ’

'It's useless, it's useless, she can't hear it, I've shielded it within a radius of three hundred meters. Except for the seven of you, plus me, no one can speak through this channel. ’

A figure flashed behind the tree, and a second-order warrior immediately bent his bow and arrow, and a stone arrow burst out like lightning.

'Wow, the muzzle velocity is 600 meters per second, and it's almost catching up with the rifle. It's a great ability. ’

'Less nonsense! What exactly do you want? ’

'What do I think?' Bamboo Pole sneered in the telepathic channel, "Of course I want to do to you what you want to do to me." ’

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone arrow was thrown back, right between the archer's breasts. The second-order samurai spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground and died. The green parrot reflexively went to the rescue, but was grabbed by the red cuckoo.

"Run!" Shi Chang yelled, "Don't be in a daze! All of them! Come on! ”

Grey Falcon's mind returned to the present, and when she calmed down, she finally realized that something was wrong. They were only a little more than forty minutes away from the woods, why did she run for so long and didn't run out?

Is this another supernatural thing?

There was a rustling sound, and the Grey Falcon jerked out its stone dagger from the hemp rope on the outside of its thigh, turning around and assuming a defensive stance. With the help of the moonlight, she finally saw the bamboo pole face to face.

This is a man with a long face and big ears, a bun on the top of his head, and a somewhat handsome face. Skirts made of leaves are wrapped around their waists, as many people do when they first awaken. The Grey Falcon also saw a bamboo pole holding a stone hammer and an ornament tied with two thin tree skills around his neck.

A man and a woman confronted each other for a moment, and the woman spoke first: "What about my companion?"

The man raised his weapon and shook it, replying with the blood stained on it.

"What did you do to me?"

"A simple illusion. You think you're running in a straight line, but you're actually going in circles. ”

“…… Can you let me go? ”

Please, let me go, I'm willing to do anything, me to your heart's content, I can make you want to die, let me be your slave. The gray falcon cried out in his heart, I don't want to die.

However, the bamboo pole shook his head, "No. ”

The woman erupted into a roar, the desperate cry of the dying. The gray falcon rushed towards the man, and the speed was amazing.

The next second, she flew out like a broken doll.

The bamboo pole slowly walked up to the Grey Falcon, the woman's mouth covered in blood foam, and a broken rib pierced her lung. Looking at the woman struggling in the palm of death's hand, the man looked pity.

"Compassion, mercy." She whimpered.

"I will." The man half-knelt down, holding the Gray Falcon's right hand in one hand and the Gray Falcon's stone knife in the other, and gently rested it on the woman's throat.

"I don't want to die."

"Me too." He slit her throat.