"Uncle, is St. Gallen really as good as you say?"

Curry's look of longing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dario smiled, revealing an aftertaste expression, "Then there is still a fake?!It's not Uncle Blow, as long as you have money, you can enjoy the tricks of a month without repeating it." If you haven't seen it, you'll never imagine the bustle of a big city. ”

"Fifteen years in the countryside where birds don't lay eggs is hard for you. ”

"Stop!"

"What's wrong?!"

Rodin's brows were like knives, and the tip of his nose twitched imperceptibly, "You don't smell it?" ”

"When you say it, it seems that there is really a faint smell. Brothers, be careful. Magani looked around warily, crouched down again, and touched the rough ground.

"The blood hasn't been completely cleaned up yet. ”

They were on the four-metre-wide avenue leading to St. Gallen, flanked by lush mottled shrubs and sparsely populated trees.

There are no birds, beasts and insects, and the surroundings are unusually quiet, and the silence makes people feel a little numb.

Everyone subconsciously tensed their bodies and held their weapons. Rogers said in a low voice, "It's only one day to go to St. Gallen, who is so bold to commit murder here?!"

"Do you want to take care of this matter?" Chekov hesitated, "and if you make a difference, it will delay a lot of time." ”

"Come with me, just to verify the results of your training during this time. With a wave of his hand, Rodin led his way to the bushes on his left.

When the words fell, everyone strode forward without hesitation, with an eager expression on their faces.

In the blood-colored senses, a pink blood qi rainbow pierced the air, extremely conspicuous. It originates in the middle of the avenue and spreads deep into the bushes. Point out a trail.

The "Kaz ......" was piled up with a layer of decaying branches and leaves, and as the footsteps of the crowd made a muffled sound, they became more cautious, and the face of the young man who was protected in the center showed a hint of excitement.

"Come on, I didn't expect my Curry's first adventure to happen so unexpectedly. ”

Intermittently, dark penetration marks appeared in the dead branches and leaves on the ground, and Rodin gently twisted them with his hands, and they were bright red. The hearts of the people grew heavier.

About twenty minutes later, the figure walking in the front stopped, raised his right hand and gestured slightly, then squatted down and held his breath to observe.

The group stopped tacitly.

Their bodies were completely obscured by the bushes, and through the mottled cracks in the woods, a bright fire came into view.

The boy couldn't help but post it curiously. Where exactly is what?

"Hmm......" His eyes widened and his face contorted, revealing a look of extreme fear, and a large, black-haired hand covered his mouth in time.

"Shut up!" Dario's familiar voice sounded in his ears, and the boy took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his feelings, and nodded.

But his body was still like a tight string, trembling lightly, as if it was about to break at any moment.

A depressing atmosphere spread.

The breathing of the tiger cicadas became thicker unconsciously, green tendons appeared on their necks, and their big fists were about to be crushed.

Twenty meters away, a bonfire burns on top of a rudimentary barbecue. The oily prey emitted a faint white smoke and a strange smell of flesh under the scorching tongue of fire.

And the more than ten figures staring intently at the barbecue grill made a swallowing movement, and the corners of their mouths slipped down.

"Hmm......" The young man desperately covered his mouth, a strong feeling of vomiting gushing out of his stomach and throat, and the black pupils reflected the full appearance of the prey.

A man, a man who has been disemboweled, like an animal, passes through from top to bottom.

He's dead, or almost ripe.

The bloody internal organs, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and intestines were also cleaned and cut into pieces, threaded into strings by wooden branches, and quietly placed on the bluestone slab next to the barbecue grill.

They seem to be planning to enjoy the main course first and then these desserts.

The blood stains scattered all around, the strong fishy stench, did not make this group of people feel any disgust, but greed, longing to stare at the "food" in cooking.

They were completely left behind by the slightest movement around them.

"Vomit ......" Rogers didn't hold back, his stomach was a little pantothenic.

Only one person did not change his face from beginning to end.

"Boss Rodin, can't you get up?" said Margani's eyes.

Curry, on the other hand, lost his soul and muttered to himself, "Why, there are so many beasts in the woods, why do you eat people." ”

"Cannibals. Rodin spat out a word slowly, as if dissatisfied with the fragility of the teenager.

Floating in his field of vision are various character information cards.

Kukima Guins

Age: Thirty-eight

Human/orc, mixed-race male

The world of royal grace

Comprehensive strength: Black Iron Beginner

Ability:

Ancestor Worship: The fanatical belief in the patriarch Gounz made them brave the pain and fight to the death in the face of their enemies.

Bestiality: The blood of the beast is engraved in the bone marrow, which greatly enhances the physical fitness in a short period of time.

Current Relationship: Hate

Twelve men, eight men and four women, all of whom were Cannibals of Guins, had prominent cheekbones, beast-like orange eyes, and black and coarse hair in most parts of their bodies, giving people an unusually ferocious and wild feeling.

In particular, the outfit is very different from ordinary people, and he is covered in absurd and weird oil paint, animal skins to make clothes, and wears bone ornaments. I just don't know if these bones are from humans or animals.

Only two of these cannibals have reached the Black Iron Rank, and the rest are not to be feared.

"This group of cannibals, I'll leave it to you to deal with. ”

"Don't worry, Boss Rodin, I won't let you down!" Dario scolded with red eyes, "Kill all these beasts, don't let any of them go!"

He exchanged a tacit glance with his teammates and was about to step away.

"Wait a minute. Rogers pressed his shoulder and calmly analyzed, "It will take a little more effort to shoot now, and when they are full and their bodies are relaxed, we will kill them in one fell swoop!"

"Count me in!" said the blue-faced young man quickly.

Cannibalism has touched everyone's bottom line and is unforgivable.

After about a quarter of an hour, the cannibals swept away the "corpses" to the skeletons, and their ugly faces showed happy smiles.

They just sit or lie down and lazily close their eyes and pretend to sleep.

The leader of the group, Kukima, folded his hands on his chest, quietly leaned against a tall ancient tree, and looked into the depths of the woods with a distraction, not knowing what to think.

Suddenly, a vague black shadow flashed from his vision, and his heart skipped a beat, and he picked up the bone spear.

"Akon, Xilu, you two go over there and have a look. Don't forget to bring weapons!"

The two men who had been ordered quickly woke up from their trance, arched their guards left and right, and the spear tips were straight ahead, step by step, carefully pacing in the direction pointed by the leader.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but they felt that the bushes were trembling slightly.

"Puff puff", two spears stabbed into the bushes fiercely, and a bloody little beast flipped its belly over, revealing its figure.

"There's no mistake. ”

"Whew...... It turned out to be a stupid roe deer. It's okay, old ...... Great"

The cannibal's voice stopped abruptly, and with a "stab" sound, dark red blood gushed out of his neck like a fountain of blood, and in the choking of "hiccup, hiccup", his trembling hand touched the tip of a white sword.

"Phew!" Dario pulled out his sword and kicked the corpse away, spitting disdainfully, "vulnerable!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" At that time, a sharp warning echoed through the woods, and the cannibals scrambled to take up their weapons.

However, in the blink of an eye, there were several dull sharp blades entering the body, and four people fell to the ground in a row, blood staining their abdomen, wailing in pain, struggling and crawling, converging into a melody of death.

The four-man hunting group of tiger cicadas held their swords in both hands and slashed neatly at the next angle, and the four hideous skulls rolled to the ground.

Margani smiled coldly, and slowly swiped his right hand between his neck, cutting his throat at the frightened, angry Kukima.

"Come, brutes, and meet your fate!"