At least ten or so gastrators were killed by this fierce punch, leaving only their tattered bodies. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But more proto-araguts emerged from the darkness, and out of fear of Rentaro, they did not dare to approach for a while, but only roared in a low voice.

Seeing a flaw in the encirclement, Rentaro once again tried his best to escape.

There were too many enemies, and soon Rentaro was covered in mud, his shoulders panting violently up and down, his pulse was disorganized, and there was a feeling of nausea in his chest as if the contents of his stomach were running backwards.

The calm part of the brain is a wake-up call.

It's not going to go on like this.

Wolves will stalk their prey by smell, and it is impossible for wolves to stop chasing unless they remove the smell themselves.

As for killing them all, that was even more nonsense, he didn't have the trick of killing thirty aragutoids in one blow like Mu Geng, and the number of chasing soldiers behind him was probably more than a hundred.

Moreover, judging from the strength, those guys have generally reached the perfection of stage two, and there are not a few of them who exist in stage three.

What should I do?

He held the thick trunk of the Jomon cedar with his hand and turned his head to look at the open field of vision on the other side.

Chased to the end of the road. Despair makes Rentaro dizzy.

The road was abruptly cut off and turned into a cliff.

Illuminated by light, I found a river flowing at the bottom of the cliff about 50 meters below.

The black rain in the morning increased the amount of water, and the river rumbled and rolled away.

At such a height, jumping down does not guarantee a worry-free life.

The low roar from behind scared Rentaro to turn his head, and after opening his prosthetic eye, his night vision was not weak, so he simply threw the hernia lamp out to confuse the enemy, but unfortunately the wolves were unmoved.

The tritium lamp, which spun like a spinning top in place, caused the surrounding environment to change back and forth between dark and light, and the light cut through the countless wolf figures in the darkness, and then made them disappear in the darkness.

Rentaro took a step back in surprise, feeling more and more nervous.

The red-eyed light that had just glimpsed in the dark cracks, no matter how you counted, there were nearly fifty of them alone, and in this way, the wolves surrounding him were probably more than two hundred.

One person fights two hundred stage two?

Are you kidding!

If Yanzhu is here, he can still try to run and play at the same time, but there is no such possibility now.

Stepping on the ground, the fragile slope of the cliff slid down the earth and rock, rolling down the steep slope with a sound.

Rentaro swallowed hard.

In front are approaching protozoa, and in the back are cliffs.

He closed his eyes tightly, exhaled a breath and slowly opened his eyes, no matter how he looked at it, it was a cliff jump after all, it was a little safer.

Then before that, you have to give them a little gift - you must be crazy.

The hellish cavern with its bloody mouth open makes a depressing and encouraging sound.

"So- get on with this thing, guys!"

Rentaro yelled, then took a bulging package off his back and slammed it into the head of a wolf in front of him, and it screamed in pain and retreated.

The package was rather heavy, and when it was scattered, there was a cylindrical black object all over the ground - a metal grenade.

Behind him, the low cries of beasts and the sound of approaching footsteps sounded, and Rentaro glanced maliciously at the grenade on the ground that was about to explode, and made up his mind to leap forward.

Bang —————————— hum————

With a huge explosion, the tinnitus was dizzying, and blood-colored clouds of fire rushed out of the hillside, brushing the corners of Rentaro's clothes.

A strong sense of weightlessness came, and he suddenly felt an unpleasant floating sensation, and the wind hitting his face, and he was leaping into the darkness at a violent speed.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning, and in an instant, the force of the sudden and strong impact on his whole body made him almost unconscious.

However, it was like a basin of cold water, and his consciousness was forcibly awakened again, and the river with the sudden increase in water was like a roller coaster, driving Rentaro's body downstream.

In the confusion, he opened his eyes and found that the brown turbidity current made it impossible for a person to see more than a meter.

The fear sent chills down his spine, and Rentaro desperately waved his hands to find something to grasp, and he was carried by the turbulent water for an unknown distance, and he was almost stopped from breathing.

Suddenly I caught a glimpse of a black lumpy object approaching me, and by the time I realized it was a sharp boulder standing at the bottom of the river, it was too late.

Bang!

The impact of his body against the sharp stone was far stronger than he could have imagined, causing his back to crumble, and a large amount of air was squeezed out of his lungs and turned into bubbles in the water.

The sudden impact was like a giant hammer hitting Rentaro's heart, losing the feeling of going up and down, like a dead leaf blown off by the wind, spiraling at the bottom of the river.

A fist-sized stone was like a shotgun hitting him, and he was almost unconscious.

But now, if he let go of consciousness, the last saving line, his intuition told him that he would never be awake again, and that he would never pass out.

He frantically waved his hands, and finally luckily caught a rough and uneven rock protrusion, which could be used as a handrail, so he instantly judged that he stretched out his left hand to resist the torrent in reverse.

He gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth as he clung to the rock, screaming and bracing himself up.

By the time he came to his senses, Rentaro was lying on his back on the uneven embankment, his chest rising and falling violently

While spitting out the river water in his stomach and enduring the intense cold that wells up in his stomach, Rentaro struggled to adjust his internal breath before he raised his head and looked around.

I don't know where it came from the river.

It seems to be a pre-war ship mooring, with small cement stacks and mooring lines left alone and dark brown cabins alongside.

Looking at the black torrent that looked like ink, Rentaro told himself that the crisis was not completely away.

He wrung out the sewage from his uniform, staggered to his feet as he pounded his aching body, checked his equipment, and suddenly felt like a bucket in his head.

The backpack on his back had been washed away by the river, and the food and water, as well as the C4 explosives used to defeat the Pleiades, had been thrown into the water.

Lose money to grandma's house.

Rentaro found an open place, collected firewood, and built a fire fly.

The matches were damp, and his hands were shaking, and a few were wasted, and at last the tenth succeeded in lighting a warm flame, and he carefully picked up the fire.

The tongue of fire became more and more vigorous, and then he exhaled a sigh of relaxation from the bottom of his heart.

Take off the damp clothes that stick to your skin, wring them out vigorously and putting them back on.

It was covered in abrasions and bruises, as well as wounds that had been torn out by the damn wolf-like creatures, but thankfully they hadn't been injected with bodily fluids.

However, he was worried about tetanus or other bacterial infections, but the thought of antibiotics and carrying syringes in his backpack made him look sad.

By warming the body with fire, I finally relaxed my tense mood.

Suddenly, it occurred to Rentaro that people who were slacking off in the jungle must be the most dangerous—and the idea had barely come to him when a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

"Roar...... Boom!"

Rentaro swung his fist violently and smashed it into the wolf's skull, the huge impact deflated it in an instant, and then slowly retreated holding his abdomen until his back was against the trunk of the California mahogany.

A pair of scarlet eyes lit up in the dark night, and the silent wolves Lu Jiji emerged from the shadows of the trees, and they didn't seem to be afraid of the burning campfire at all.

Hell yes.

Desperate to jump into the river to wash away their own scent, can't they successfully avoid the wolf's olfactory tracking characteristics?

At that moment, the wolves made a way, and a giant aragut emerged from the darkness deeper.

It looks like a rhinoceros, with round eyes and a canine sharp nose, and its body silhouette is more rounded than streamlined.

The white body hair gets closer to the back, the color tends to be reddish-brown, as if it is stained with blood, the smell of blood makes people feel suffocated, and it has a tail like a crocodile, and its fangs resemble a saber-toothed tiger

More than four different traits, which is already beyond the limit of stage three, is a stage four protogastrator.

He is also the leader of this pack of wolves.

Unable to support his weight in his lower limbs, Rentaro could only sit back against the trunk of the tree, leaving a few oblique blood marks on the trunk.

Re-examining the flank injury, the hand and shirt used to press the wound turned red, and such a serious injury required immediate treatment.

Rentaro gritted his teeth and looked up to the sky and sighed.

Is today the end of my life?

So what exactly is these sixteen years of life? Is it to live for 16 years in the world today to be preyed upon by protopods in the depths of the dark forest?

Irreplaceable memories flowed through his mind, and Rentaro suddenly showed a vicious smile.

"If you want to kill me, at least stay with me!"

The built-in magazine of the prosthetic leg of his right arm was suddenly replaced with a large-caliber bullet, and Rentaro's eyes flashed with death.

The wolves also sensed the tremendous oppressive force coming from the man in front of them, but before they could make their final decision, all the wolves pricked up their ears and changed the direction of their bodies together, leaning forward.

They roared in unison, staring at the dark space in front of Rentaro across the campfire.

What the?

Rentaro's hazy thoughts followed their line of sight, and at this time, the giant wolf in the lead took the lead, and hundreds of protozoa poured into the dark forest in front of them.

Then came the sound of fierce battle, sometimes overshadowed by screams of grief.

The battle lasted less than ten seconds, and all sounds died away, and the scene was filled with silence enough to cause tinnitus.

Firewood made a crackling sound, and Rentaro seemed to faintly hear the owl calling.

- What the hell is going on......

Suddenly, a huge black shadow was thrown out of it, and with the smell of the wind, it smashed into the huge tree where several people were hugging.

The wolf's neck was snapped off by the unusual force, a bright red tongue spit out of its mouth, and its abdomen was cut straight open.

Blood erupted from the site of the violent collision with the trunk, and the guy was clearly dead.

Seeing the slash marks on the wolf's abdomen, there is an impression in my memory that reminds Rentaro.

Where was this nightmare-like knife technique before......

He screamed at once.

This is the same as what I saw three days ago with Yanzhu at the frontline base of the police.

On the way to persuade the police to join, he found that someone had been killed, although he guessed that it was caused by a dispute between the police, but he could not find the prisoner at once, and Yu Feibai also took this opportunity to deliberately pull Shi Cui's hat to cover up the cat's ears.

The two deceased bent and fell to their bodies, leaving with the exact same stab wounds as this one.

In other words, the guy in the darkness at the moment is the murderer of the day.

Three more wolves were thrown at the depths of the darkness, dead before they hit the ground in mid-air.

Rentaro raised his hand and pointed his pistol at the dark depths, and it wasn't long before the wolf leader's protozoa staggered out.

Like a saber-toothed tiger, both of his teeth were broken, and his whole body was scarred. There was a deep wound on his neck, blood gushing out, staining his fur red and white.

The proto-intestinal animal shook its head from side to side with sad eyes, as if to ask for something, and then heard only a "swish", its neck snapped, and its head fell to the ground.

The beast's body lost its owner and walked aimlessly for a few steps, and finally fell to the ground with a loud thud, and never moved.

Stage 4......

Rentaro's pupils shrank.

The proto-aragus of Stage 4 was killed in this way.

Although the guy in front of him is not much worse than the stage four of Aldebaran, but after all, it is also stage four, even if it is a strong person like my hall leader, it is definitely not easy to kill it one-on-one.

"—Dad, I remember that guy was with Yanzhu. ”

"Oops, hey, I didn't expect to come across a place like this. It's been a long time, my friend, Satomi Rentaro. ”

There was a hissing sound, and a pair of white-gloved hands appeared in the dark darkness, clutching the trunk of a tree beside it, followed by a white comical mask with a top hat on his head, which reflected the orange-red glow of the campfire.

A crimson tuxedo with two pistols stuck in its holster, and a short dagger with a metal bolt mounted on it.

On the side is a girl in a black lace dress holding a small knife in both hands.

The corners of Rentaro's mouth twitched, with a hint of bitterness in his sneer, and the fatigue from the long battle continued to impact his body, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier:

"Original...... It's you. ”