It took a long time for Fang Senyan to hunt this crow, but fortunately, the consumption on this periphery has been reduced to 1000 universal points/hour, and to be honest, this price is still not cheap at all. However, after Fang Senyan received the baptism of 10,000 points/hour inside, he already felt that the price was quite benevolent, and even worth the money.

After this milestone is completed, he has obtained a title called Scavenger, and when equipping it to attack all mutated creatures (including demonized creatures, vampires, etc.), there is a chance to cause an additional 10~20 points of true damage. And it seems that there is no way to advance.

The hunt for mutant crows delayed Fang Senyan for nearly two hours, but he was also deliberately waiting for the evening, so it didn't matter if he wasted some time.

In the primeval jungle here, as long as the sun submerges below the horizon, the night is extremely fast, and it will definitely not drag mud and water. Therefore, Fang Senyan was also not idle in the next waiting time at this time, not only clearing out a vacant lot from the forest, which was the size of a basketball court, but also piling up all the trees that had been cut down in one place, if he was not a contractor, then there was really no way to complete this physical work in a short time.

Seeing that evening was coming, and there were fire clouds in the sky again, Fang Senyan collected some dead branches and leaves and then lit the huge fire, and it didn't take long for the raging fire to ignite dozens of meters high, churning and noisy. The heat wave is pressing.

Because most of the trees used as firewood are fresh, the fire carries a very thick black smoke, billowing up the blue sky and clouds, and the wind is also small, so after rising into the air, the smoke column has not dissipated, and it is estimated that it can be clearly seen even if it is hundreds of miles away.

Fang Senyan sat down next to the fire and closed his eyes. It seems to be quietly waiting for something, letting the time pass without stopping.

"I'm so excited, the disguise of that history will soon be torn apart in front of me."

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It was getting dark, in the middle of the primeval jungle. A deep darkness enveloped the surroundings, and where the fire did not shine, it seemed that a hungry beast was quietly snooping on something.

The fire was still raging, and the heat had dried the underlying wood, and there was a soft "crackling" sound in the flames, and the texture of the wood turned yellow and burned. Large groups of moths and mosquitoes were attracted by the firelight and pounced on them. The sound of insects chirping in all directions came and went, showing full of vitality.

In the distance, there was a clear sound in the grass, it was the sound of a person pushing aside the grass and trees approaching, Fang Senyan turned his head to look into the darkness, and within a few minutes, an old face with wrinkles and ravines appeared in front of Fang Senyan's eyes.

This man is none other than the chief of Qom Harbor,

Old Alam.

His face is still painted with oil paint. With colorful ornaments on his head and the strange snake staff in his hand, everything looked no different from the first time I saw him.

However, old Alam's face reflected the dim ember light, and there was the illusion of reflecting the raging flames, and there was a majesty that he had never had.

Fang Senyan stood quietly in front of him, like a powerful stone statue. The outline is as clear as an axe and chisel.

"How do you know how to contact me?? What about Mbenga? Old Alam looked around suspiciously, and said in a hoarse voice.

Fang Senyan looked at this old man and said lightly:

"He's dead, and that thorn in the eye will never be in front of you."

In an instant, Fang Senyan suddenly felt that there was a strong wind hitting his face! In this sweltering tropical jungle. The air flow was so fast that it gave Fang Senyan the illusion of being out of breath! Even though the leaves haven't moved, where does the wind come from?

Fang Senyan soon discovered that it was not the air that was moving, it was himself who was moving! And the feeling of suffocation was completely real—the crumppy old man's eyes shone with angry flames, and in an instant he pounced on him, and grabbed him by the neck, lifting it with one hand and slamming it against the hard, cold tree!

Because of the huge force of oppression between the two, Fang Senyan could also clearly feel the slight tremor that the huge tree trunk behind him fed back, as well as the suffocating feeling on his neck!! Old Alam's hands were trembling violently, and he didn't know if it was because of Mbenga's death or Fang Senyan's words. Although Fang Senyan was in his hands for life and death, he didn't care:

"I know you're strong...... Without a few brushes, how could they have escaped from that nightmarish place? Do you think I'm not right? In your mind, Mbenga actually died a few years ago! You've always had that man, the heir to the Ouroboros, a nightmare in your mind! I don't want to see his face, because it will bring back the most painful memories buried deep in your heart! ”

"So you snubbed him, you rejected him, and you marginalized him in the tribe, but it wasn't until he left the tribe and left your sight for a long time that you would know that the fate of the two of you has long been deeply connected!!"

"Ahhh!!hhh Old Alam's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he suddenly threw Fang Senyan out. Fang Senyan, who is more than 180 centimeters tall and weighs 86 kilograms, is like a small stone, flying straight out of more than ten meters and rolling several times in a row, after a long time before his face is painful, he gasps and climbs up, Fang Senyan, whose strength has reached 49 points, has no power to fight back at all under this old Alam!!

It's just that Old Alam's gaffe fell in Fang Senyan's eyes, but it made him sneer:

"I calculated, in this era, food is scarce, infectious diseases are prevalent, and those vicious beasts are eyeing each other, so the average life expectancy of you Africans is not too long, at most forty years old, even if your father is a chieftain, you can have certain privileges to live longer, and you will suffer from an incurable disease at the age of fifty, then your real age should be between twenty-five and thirty-five years old, but you look even older than your father did before he died! With such pain and burden in my heart, it must not be easy to age so quickly. ”

Old Alam listened to Fang Senyan's words, but suddenly calmed down, he looked at the huge bonfire, and after looking at the dancing fire, he said astringently:

"Tell me, how did he die?"

Fang Senyan answered the question:

"He has something to ask me to bring to you, but before that, I have a question in my heart."

Old Alam said in a hoarse voice:

"You say."

Fang Senyan looked at him very seriously and said:

"Although your strength is very strong, it is absolutely impossible for you to be the opponent of the Ouroboros clan or the warriors of the Sun tribe in the inner layer, so when you set off at that time, what was the reason for you to be sure to get the Sun Ladder and retreat with your whole body? Don't tell me that it's a gamble, if it's a gamble, then you should go alone, definitely not betting on the lives of the whole clan, and the purpose of bringing more than 100 people over is definitely not to rely on their force! ”

Old Alam closed his eyes, and his voice seemed to sigh:

"I really didn't expect that it was an outsider who wanted to know the truth back then....... well, let me tell you, it wasn't me who voluntarily went into the place where those damned traitors lived to look for medicine, but my father...... The old chief forced me to bring enough men in, and if we didn't go, we would have to die with him!" ”

"Actually, we were also Dubai Asians a long, long time ago, but our ancestors' physical and spiritual qualities were not enough, and they were banished from there, so in some tribes with a relatively complete and long history, they know some secrets in Dubai's Megamara. For example, the method and proportion of the ointment that you apply to your body that can hide your tracks, or some unknown roads, and even know that even some of the high priests in the core area of Dubai's submarsh have been lost! ”

"I see." Fang Senyan shook in his heart, if he said so, many things could be explained.

"So what are you bringing more than a hundred people in?"

Old Alam suddenly said in a strange rhythm, half singing, half chanting:

"Before reaching the sacred flame square, one must pass the test of the god of the scorching sun, and before accepting the test of the god of the scorching sun, one must also pass through the ancient and dangerous ruins! The use of those whom I have brought with me is to use them to begin their way through the ruins of that terrible labyrinth. ”

"And Mbenga?" Fang Senyan hesitated and said, "It's also cannon fodder for sacrifice?" ”

"Nope." Old Alam shook his head slowly: "Although our ancestors did not expel because they were not able to inherit the divine grace, from time to time, there will still be special phenomena of children and grandchildren, such as me, such as Mbenga, such as Curia......."

Fang Senyan noticed that when Old Alam said the word "Curia", his voice was relaxed and gentle, obviously most of them were adulterous, so he couldn't help but fall into memories, so he didn't urge, but said:

"This phenomenon of yours is called intergenerational inheritance in our country, or atavism, and although it is not common, it is not uncommon...... Speaking of which, could it be that you, Mbenga, and Kuria are actually descendants of the Ouroboros tribe that was exiled before? ”

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