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It was an invisible wall, but he could clearly feel his teeth broken and a fishy smell in his mouth.

Anger mixed with fear rose together.

It was an emotion Magellan hadn't felt in too long, mixed with intense pain and a loud scream in his ears.

Then he turned and ran.

It can be said to be cunning or cowardly, but at the end of the day, it's just animal instinct.

But Magellan was glad that he didn't want to hurt his companions, and it was better now.

The adrenaline of anger eased the pain, and fear whipped behind him, and Magellan headed deep into the woods.

Perhaps he had become a magical creature, and Magellan could sense where the essence of the jungle had gathered, and that seemed to be the destination of the beast now.

It didn't take long for Magellan to "see" his target: a small pool guarded by a group of warriors in armor and armed weapons.

It was a group of ancient Theros warriors, and their armor was worth a lot, and Magellan knew at a glance that they were well-armed.

The color and brilliance that are exactly the same as gold mean that the famous "solid gold" is one of the most precious alloys known. In this world, with the help of the Essence, various alloy experiments have been carried out on a large scale as early as the ancient Theros period, and the people of that time believed that gold was the best material, and knew the most about the alloy of this metal, and solid gold was the result of their most successful research.

This alloy of gold is extremely hard and light, making it the best material for armor, and the ancient Theros would describe a person as wealthy, saying that he had "a pair of solid armor", describing a hero who had been in battle for a long time, and saying the same thing about a warrior who was well-armed.

While Magellan didn't understand why there was a squad of heavily armed ancient Theros warriors here, the animal's instinct kept him going.

The result was obvious, and the warriors shouted loudly and surrounded Magellan.

These men were well-trained and well-coordinated, and those with bows and arrows on their backs shot waves of arrows in the distance, while other warriors approached from the side. They were clearly aware of the beast that Magellan had become, and there was no one on the front.

The animal instinct made Magellan feel threatened, and his anger and fear burned like a fire, constantly urging him to kill all these hostile little bugs. But what Magellan had left of his sanity told him that it was better not to do so, or he would die a miserable death.

The little pool was right in front of him, and perhaps it was the temptation that was too close for Magellan to miraculously overcome his instincts, and he ignored the attacks of his warriors and, in a burning pain all over his body, rushed into the pool.

Visible to the naked eye, the small pool was dyed bright red, and Magellan knew it was his own blood, but he was feeling fine now, and the pain had subsided.

In the reflection on the water, Magellan clearly saw himself as he was for the first time.

It was a large, ferocious-looking boar, with its fangs puffing out of its lips, and it had grown into a circle because it had lived so long that it had almost entered its mouth. This makes his ferocity even more bizarre, it can be described as a veritable "monster", and the reflection in the blood water has a bright red color, which makes people can't help but feel that the blood and qi on this wild boar are entangled.

It was in this glimpse of the reflection of the water that Magellan saw a warrior who rushed in front of him and jumped up.

It was a handsome young man, holding a spear in his hand, although the movements were fancy, but it was not flashy, this jump allowed him to plunge the spear into Magellan's left eye, and the warrior pressed the weight of his whole body, and wanted to plunge the spear straight into the monster's brain.

Magellan's remaining sanity is gone.

He failed, and the instinct belonging to the beast took over the monster's body, and it let out a frantic cry and threw the warrior who was holding the spear out with a flick of its head.

Although the left eye is invisible, the boar still has an eye, which belongs to the predator's field of vision so that it does not become half blind. The monster was furious, and rushed straight towards the densest part of the crowd.

The group of warriors had been prepared, and from the very beginning, they stood very scattered, and the archers in the distance had been avoiding the front of the beast. So this monster's sprint, in fact, there were only two people who could rush to it, and they all dodged.

Mixed with the sound of metal colliding, there was also the sound of metal being penetrated, and there was another bleeding wound on the boar's body, which had just healed from the wound in the water.

The monster's remaining eye was red, and its shrill cry pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, only to be drowned out by the roars of the warriors.

Two warriors rushed up, their faces different from the boar's madness, their spears aimed at the monster's neck.

The boar's charge passed the two of them, and they plunged their spears into the monster's neck as tall as their shoulders.

On the ground was a small river of two bloods, the source of which was a humming behemoth not far away. The warriors let out cheers and walked towards the monster.

Magellan's sanity had finally taken back control of his body, but he was already feeling the chill of death.

"Can't die, absolutely can't die!"

He roared wildly, his heart thundering, but he could not find a glimmer of hope.

The warriors gathered around the beast's head, marveling at its sheer size, and raised their spears to the throat that the boar had exposed as it lay on its side.

The monster's cry grew low, and the warriors were elated, completely oblivious to the cold madness in the boar's remaining eye.

Right before the warriors' eyes, the behemoth collapsed.

That was the literal meaning, and with a muffled sound, the flesh and bones collapsed, and the blood gushed like a spring, accompanied by the sound of internal organs falling in a pool of blood, and only a mountain of flesh remained on the ground.

The warriors were drenched in blood and smelled terrible, but none of them were angry, and they let out a burst of laughter, and their faces were full of triumphant joy.

Then the mutation struck.

The blood on the warriors' armor faded away, as if it were evaporating, but in fact the blood was flowing underground, converging on the remains of the monsters.

The bones broke, the blood flowed backwards, and between the pile of flesh and blood, stood another monster.

The earthquake trembled, the mountains roared, and the warriors fled in all directions, but they could not escape the shadows that fell from the sky.

A deep roar echoed through the mountains, and the wind swept up the trees, and after flying sand and rocks, the earth was yellow.

A tall and terrifying figure stood above the earth.

It was a baboon with a dog's face open, as if it had been skinned, revealing strong red muscles all over its body, and there was no trace of reason in its blood-red eyes.