On a lonely island, in the dim forest, fierce battles have been triggered, and there are flames of war burning everywhere.

At this moment, in the depths of the forest, a flash of fire suddenly appeared, followed by a piercing scream.

The crowd of fierce battles made a pause, then ignored it and pounced on the enemy again.

The bird's nest in the canopy exploded, setting off a rolling heat wave.

The branches and vines around it are like wheat fields blown by a strong wind, dumping a piece.

"Huh, such a keen perception, I actually dodged it. ”

On a high tree trunk, a young man in a military hat tilted his head slightly, raised his head from the gun, and muttered to himself with interest.

"Explosive Gun" Moss was originally the strongest musketeer trained by a country in the Old World.

Because of his thirst for killing, fooling his superiors, and disregard for life, he was charged by a military court.

At the time of his arrest, he detonated a street, killing hundreds of people.

Then take advantage of the chaos to torture and kill his boss and comrades, and then flee.

Today, he is a member of a killer organization in the New Ao Continent, often partnering with people known as old ghosts.

Participating in this capture the flag gamble is just to earn some extra money during the vacation.

At the same time, the battle between the magicians is just that.

"Let me see, where are you hiding?"

His eyes narrowed, and his eyes flickered and mutated.

The pupils narrowed, and the whites of the eyes turned into a dark gold like amber, as sharp as an eagle's eye!

The distance of three hundred meters disappeared, and all the scenery was drawn closer to the eyes, and the dark golden eyes turned, like hunting eagles.

"Found it!"

A puppet puppet on all fours, carrying a square-faced youth, was running wildly through the woods, fleeing the blast.

"No, what about that person?"

Moss was about to shoot when he realized that it was not the real target.

The pupils dilate and contract rapidly, stirring up circles of spiral black lines.

And Moss's vision closes, farther away, moves, focuses......

Three hundred meters away, the streaks on the bark were clearly visible, however, no one!

"Then hit until you come out!"

Boom, the long barrel shook, and the gunfire exploded into a ball of fire.

The piercing sound of breaking the air was still echoing, and the puppet puppet running in the distance exploded on the right side.

The surging air wave instantly swept Antas and the puppet out.

Like two dolls, without the power to resist, they broke a series of tree trunks and fell heavily on a thick tree.

"Tsk, it hurts!"

Moss teased, his finger moving, and the muzzle of the gun flashed again.

The chirping and hissing pierced the dim jungle and stirred up flocks of birds in the distance.

A large tree surrounded by adults suddenly exploded into a half-moon-shaped hole.

Before Antas could get the puppet in front of him, a scorching wave of air, mixed with flying wood chips, erupted.

Although the puppet puppets plunged into the ground and tried their best to resist, they were all thrown away after leaving traces three or four meters long.

The Antars were in the air, spurting out large mouthfuls of blood, and then rolled out of the distance covered in scars.

"My companions are like this, and they haven't come out yet? ”

Moss enjoyed the feeling of manipulating the life and death of the enemy from afar, and playing with the enemy.

It made him feel like a god!

And the reason why he defected to the army and tortured and killed his bosses and comrades-in-arms was because of those people, limiting his divinity.

"I don't know, will you watch your companion die?"

There was a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, like teasing ants.

But now I'm going to pinch one to death.

The pupils are constricted, and the vision is focused on the face of Antas, and under the habitual appreciation, the fear of the prey before death.

At this moment, Antas looked up, as if he had crossed a distance of three hundred meters, and looked at Moss.

From those eyes, Moss saw haste, anger, and remorse.

But there is no despair before dying!

"That's not right!"

The long experience made his heart alarmed, and he immediately raised his head from the butt of the gun.

The spiral lines of the pupil swell, and the field of vision expands and retracts rapidly.

200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters, 80 meters......

In the forest, a figure jumped and moved between the trees, and every time it stepped on the trunk, it immediately merged with the tree.

The speed of the figure, combined with the dim light in the forest, was like a blurred shadow passing between the trees.

If you don't look closely, it's easy to think that the shadows of the trees are changing because the sun is moving.

When Moss spotted this figure, it had already reached the diagonal bottom of the trunk of the tree where he was, and the distance was no more than ten meters!

"The puppeteer is a bait, take the opportunity to get closer?"

"It's so clever to come up with a strategy in such a short period of time. ”

"Since I found out, you don't have time to step over these ten meters!"

After the surprise, Moss did not panic, and his left hand pressed and pulled on the ornate butt.

There was a clicking sound inside the gun, as if countless gears were turning.

The long barrel contracted, and two wing-like flanks stretched out and circled below.

A honeycomb runner slid out of the butt and landed right in the encircling flanks.

If the previous gun, like an eagle, was sharp and ferocious.

Then the gun in its current form is like an ancient flame dragon, full of tyranny!

Moss stood up suddenly, opened his mouth and roared, saliva flew everywhere, and laughed wildly and arrogantly:

"This is my 'explosive gun' Moss!"

Boom! Boom!

Volcanic eruptions, meteorite explosions, countless fires erupt.

The gunpowder smoke that exploded below formed a huge column of smoke of four or five meters, which rose into the sky.

The thick tree on which Moss stood, surrounded by one person, was bent backwards by the surging waves of the explosion.

The smoke cleared.

A large crater more than two meters deep suddenly appeared.

The surroundings were bare, and the trees, shrubs, and grasses were all gone, and only the fishy soil was scattered all over the sky.

"Ahem, ahem"

The old ghost slowly emerged from the tree, smoke coming out of his throat, and his mouth couldn't stop coughing up dirt.

"Damn, Moss, you're making me eat dirt again. ”

Moss turned back and laughed ragingly:

"Haha, old ghost, who made you like to burrow. ”

The old ghost glanced at Moss in awe, turned his head stupidly, and pointed to the terrifying pit below:

"You're so big, what if my stuff is ruined?"

Moss shrugged: "What can be blown up, what else do you want it to do." ”

"Let's go down and find it. ”

The old ghost muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, and his lower body slowly melted into the tree, squirming downward.

"By the way, there's also a puppeteer, and you ...... too"

It hadn't been long since the old ghost remembered Antas, so he turned around, raised his head and muttered loudly.

Halfway through his words, his pupils dilated suddenly.

With trembling hands, he pointed at Moss, his mouth wide open, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Moss just took off his military hat, patted the dust, and when he lowered his head, he saw the funny appearance of the old ghost, and immediately smiled:

"Old ghost, are you doing a burlesque?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and a faint light filtered through his back, casting a shadow in front of Moss.

He saw a shadow rising from behind him, wrapping around his neck!

"What, people..."

In the next second, the neck was cold.

Moss's gaze rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and he saw a decapitated corpse spurting blood.

On the back of the headless corpse, a miserable white bone mask lay on its stomach.

Greedily sucking the sprayed blood, that's his body, his blood!

The flying head, by chance, fell in front of the old ghost.

Stretched out his hand in a daze, snapped, his hand sank, his head rolled down in his hand, and the two eyeballs happened to meet the old ghost.

"Gollum"

The throat swallowed unconsciously, and this time, the old ghost suddenly woke up, blurted out and screamed:

"Ghoul Mask!"