Just as Edward gathered his fear and was about to leave quickly, he found that the foot of the mountain was surrounded by an army of pursuing Ember Slaves. His face suddenly darkened: "Hey, what about leaving me alive! Now the guy with hair on his mouth can't believe it?"

Completely confused, Edward looked back at the calm top of the hill and felt as if he had misunderstood. "Does it mean that Uncle Ben doesn't want to kill you, but I don't care if the Ember Slaves talk to you?" he guessed, "Forget it, the top priority is to leave as soon as possible! There is not much energy reserve for the 'Great Rampage' to consume......"

Looking at the black and oppressive group of ember slaves again, and the forest of beast horns like swords, Edward's face was serious. This time, the formation of the Ember Slaves was relatively loose, with a distance of about a meter between each other, but they were not neatly arranged in columns like the army, but were scattered in a haphazard manner.

When Edward tried to break out of the encirclement again, he found that this time it was several times more difficult than the last time! The loose formation expanded the radius of the encirclement to nearly 50 meters, and at the same time made the Ember Slaves more flexible, and it became very difficult for Edward to easily jump smoothly on them.

After several failed jumps with the force of the fork, Edward tried to use the gap between them to pass at high speed. However, the chaotic formation made it impossible for him to rush at speed, and the Ember Slaves near him would always quickly gather to attack him. With multiple abrasions and bruises, he was once again caught up in a chaotic battle with the Ember Slaves.

In the magma pool at the top of the volcano, the lazy Spirit King was watching Edward besieged by the Ember Slaves. Seeing that the "erect monkey" below was still struggling, it pursed its lips and then showed a look of disdain.

At this moment, a few meters behind it, there was a sudden sound of "no...". In a quiet environment with only the sound of a magma bubble popping, it was no less than a scream. The Spirit King's face sank, and he suddenly turned his face to look back. But I saw an "erect monkey" holding a crooked stick in both hands, covered in ** mud.

The Spirit King carefully observed this product for a while before he realized that this was the companion of the "erect monkey" below who had been deceived by himself, but wasn't this product exploded by himself? Out of battle instinct, this Spirit King planned to turn his body around.

"To—" and then "Bang!" A loud thunderous sound reached the Spirit King's ears, but before that it could feel a sharp pain in its back! "Whew!" The Ancestral Spirit let out a bitter and angry roar! A palm-large, finger-thin piece of metal was clinging to the skin of its back, and a trace of scorching purple liquid was oozing from underneath the metal sheet.

"Move..." Hao Song continued to speak with a constipated face at the speed of a few words and a few seconds: "Let...it...they...stop...stop!"

The Spirit King, who was in a rage, stared at the "Desert Death" in Hao Song's hand, and in its eyes, it seemed that this thing was now very hot. And the mud on his body blocked the infrared rays emitted by his body temperature, which made him look a little cooler than his surroundings, and the other party avoided its infrared gaze. And the piece of metal that could actually break his skin just now was probably shot out of the crooked stick in his hand.

The Spirit King recalls that a certain stupid cow had mentioned to himself that one of the most common ranged weapons used by the "erect monkeys" was from underground, but it didn't care if it came from underground. I didn't expect this thing to be so powerful that it suffered a little loss. And the speed of the metal block can only barely see the trajectory, so it's a bit troublesome to dodge. It's just that the dignity of being a higher creature makes it unintentional to give in, and it can't make up its mind for a while and hesitates.

Hao Song saw that the animal had no reaction, and he was also very panicked. He knew that he was walking a tightrope now, and once the scale was not grasped properly, it would be troublesome for the guy in front of him to be beastly and ignore everything. Gritting his teeth, he continued to use "plan and move" to control the action, and while saying "can...", he actually pulled the trigger again. "Bang!"

"Roar!! "Roar!! Spirit King only had time to raise one of his claws slightly, as if the left side of the face of a lion's head was hit by an explosive "Death's Laughter". The blow made its saliva splash and its face swollen and bleeding. As a spirit king-level fierce beast, how could he have thought that he would be bullied like this by an "erect monkey", and in a fit of rage, it stood up suddenly, intending to tear Hao Song apart.

"Enough...enough?" said with a serious face using the control pronunciation program of "planning and then moving", and spoke desperately.

The Spirit King's glass-colored eyes, which were already gradually reddening, actually shrank slightly after listening to Hao Song's words. Then the spirit frowned and stared at the cowardice tightly, and put on a pounce posture, but he roared in a low voice: "Vomit?"

Hao Song heard this low roar and tilted his head and thought for a while, and realized that it was asking: "I don't understand what you are talking about, if you talk nonsense and mess around, I will tear you up!"

The Spirit King's expression was even more gloomy when he heard this sound, and it could hear that the general meaning of this word was: "This language is good! It's very convenient! It's a pity that I can learn it as soon as I learn it!, and I know everything!" This terrifying learning ability and insight made it frightened.

Hao Song found that he seemed to have learned a very high-end way of speaking by using "planning before acting". That is, to completely inject the emotions you want to express into a few words, so that the audience with strong understanding and analytical ability can automatically guess a lot of information after hearing it. At this moment, it is too much to speak, and it just so happens that this thing is not good at talking, and this way of speaking is too intimate.

And this way of speech doesn't seem to have any requirements for the pronunciation of words, just inject emotion, Hao Song said confidently: "You...stupid...!"

For the spirit king, who does not understand the meaning of human speech, unlike the communication of his companions, he understands that the "erect monkey" mainly relies on emotional understanding, so the pronunciation of words is really meaningless. When it heard the words at this moment, the inner emotions translated into Chinese were probably "Don't pretend to be stupid, I know that you are not in good shape, lack of energy, you can't hide from me!"

The Spirit King squinted and stared at Hao Song for dozens of seconds, and then roared threateningly, which roughly meant: "So what, as long as I am willing to pay a certain price, both of you will definitely die!"

Hao Song was also a little nervous when he heard this, but he pretended to be indifferent and fearless, and said: "...?" From the emotional analysis, it probably is: "Maybe what you said is right, but this is more than worth the loss." And we're not easy to mess with, and we even have support, is it really okay if we don't recover well?"

This time, the spirit king seemed to understand something after hearing this, and lay back leisurely again, peeled off the metal pieces on his body, glanced at the bottom of the mountain, and began to lick the wound as if no one was around. At the foot of the mountain, the group of Ember Slaves, who were originally like gears consuming Edward, suddenly retreated, leaving him a circle with a radius of 5 meters.

Edward naturally heard two familiar gunshots from the top of the mountain just now, which made him angry and happy at the same time, and he was about to run out of physical strength to hold on for a while. Then he waited for the sudden truce, and while gasping for breath, he took a small metal syringe from the left jacket pocket of his military uniform, which was painted with a creepy skull pattern.

Edward pointed it to his neck and looked at the top of the mountain. At this time, his "Whale Roar" submachine sent a slight electric shock to the one-line communication request, and Edward immediately turned it on, and then scolded bitterly: "What are you idiots doing when you come back, Grandpa, I can escape by myself!"

Edward's words were naturally unceremoniously, but Hao Song, who had just learned to understand language purely with emotions, heard it, and there was happiness, comfort, and anxiety. So he said calmly: "Arrogant?"

"Tsundere, you cucumber! Believe it or not, I'll run back to school with you in my arms later?" Edward, who saw through it, was annoyed and immediately used the most effective threat he had recently discovered.

Hao Song's face darkened when he heard "hug it back", and most importantly, he heard Edward's smug and serious emotions. ", what this thing said is true!I don't know if it's going to be misunderstood!This will be ruined if you are going to be held back and the innocence of a straight man for a lifetime!Do you still have the face to chase the girl, hey!"

"Warm ... spring. Hao Song, who was frightened, immediately changed the topic.

After hearing this, Edward looked at the hot springs at the foot of the mountain a hundred meters away, which was a large hot spring lake with a radius of 20 meters, formed by the collection of rain water heated by geothermal heat. At this moment, the hot spring is steaming, and it looks like the queen mother's Yao Pond.

"Go. The cowardly added with a little anxiety.

Although Edward was confused, he did so out of trust in Hao Song. And the herd of Ember slaves besieging him just continued to move around him, like the king's Praetorian Guard. It's just that when approaching the hot springs, the Ember Slaves have bypassed one after another, unwilling to enter the water. When Edward entered the water, which felt a little hot in his 50s, he found that the Ember Slaves had just surrounded the hot springs, but none of them dared to enter the water.

Hao Song naturally knew why, he used the cover of the magic technique and swamp silt on the way here to avoid the sight of the Spirit King. In order to bypass the army of Ember Slaves pursuing Edward, he passed by the hot springs and threw a small piece of the corpses of the Ember Slaves into the spring.

As he guessed, the body of the Ember Slave, made of volcanic ash and animal corpses, was fine in cold water that was not deep. Once you enter the hot springs at a depth of more than one meter, the ash will gradually be soaked in the hot water and will be softened and peeled off, and the simple animal carcasses will lose their mobility. So unless necessary, the Ember Slaves would not want to go to the hot springs.

The temperature of 50 degrees is indeed a bit too hot for the average person, but Edward can still tolerate it. The temporarily safe tyrant stopped all mental effects, his mind full of questions. But he also knew that Hao Song couldn't explain it clearly now, so he didn't ask anymore. Just resting and soaking his wounds, he frowned and looked at the top of the volcano.

"Huh...why does it smell of boiled meat..."

["In fact, from the beginning of condensing the idea of idealism, 'planning before acting' is my usual tool, helping me to do everything I can theoretically...... can I not mention private money? That thing really can't be ...... in theory" - Grecius-S-Hao]