Edward swirled the sapper shovel in his hand, the dark blood scattering into a semicircle in the air, and then the somewhat blunt-bladed sapper shovel was placed on the side of the patched backpack. The surrounding Ember Slaves seemed to be surrounded but not killed as long as he stood still, which gave him time to change his weapons calmly.

The metal finger guards were replaced, and Edward pulled out a pair of gloves that looked badly worn out from the small compartment of his backpack. The glove is black in color and covered in diamond-shaped reptilian scales. In some places, the scales have fallen off and are patched with steel. The fingers of the glove extend forward, conical in a slightly curved downward shape, resembling a pair of reptilian claws.

Edward carefully replaced it, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes as he looked at the carefully patched steel. Then he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, so long that he could see that his ribcage had expanded by nearly half, and his emaciated figure seemed to be a little fuller.

For a full minute, Edward's long inhalation stretched his lungs to the limit, and the lobes of his lungs opened completely like water-absorbing sponges, absorbing oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide with all his might. Then he exhaled a long puff of turbid gas with an oxygen concentration well below 5%, (the average person exhales a breath with an oxygen concentration of more than 10%), and then opened his eyes suddenly!

I saw his body curl up slightly, and then suddenly disappeared in place with a "bang!", leaving only an explosive dirt pit and flying dust! Before an ember slave in the direction of a volcano 10 meters away could react to what was happening, a foot slammed on its head! Then a huge force came from the back of the head, and the ember slave threw himself to the ground without resistance.

In the back of his head, Edward, who borrowed power, moved at high speed again, but this time his speed decreased significantly due to the lack of effort and feedback power. Edward, whose trajectory was detected, saw a large gray-black forest of horns protrude in front of him! With no power in the air, he was about to collide, but he reached out and grabbed the first pair of sharp horns, and then twisted his waist and crossed the distance of nearly 7 meters with a beautiful backflip.

The Horn Forest was still 15 meters thick, and Edward's speed dropped sharply again after the somersault. At this moment he needed a place to stay, but the Ember Slaves covered each other's bodies with their horns, and it seemed that there was no place to stand. Edward had been stopped and injured several times in the past, but this time the situation was different.

In the air, Edward adjusted his body and quickly landed under his head and feet. Then he flicked his clawed hand violently, and a pair of antlers were pulled away. Curled up on the back of the ox under the cover of the antlers, and before the surrounding Ember Slaves could react, it suddenly bounced off the tail end of the bull's back. This time the stout Ember slave hind legs provided him with strong support, and Edward jumped to his feet!

Then he repeated his old trick and once again made a bounce with the help of another bull's back, and he had already landed on the outside of the encirclement. Edward Mierro, who had broken through, did not look back, and ran at full speed towards the smallest crater on the east side.

If Hao Song is here, it is estimated that he will have to analyze for a while, and the reasons for choosing this crater are: there is no magma flow, the crater activity is very low, and it is easier to guard it with few guards. The reason for not choosing it was that the Watcher seemed to be supposed to be guarded by a large number of Ember Slaves.

But in Edward's foolishness, the reason why he chose this crater was simple and almost instinctive: because it was close to this side and didn't seem to be so hot...... I have to say that Edward's recklessness decided to hit the right one, and the Spirit King who almost exploded Hao Song's sea of consciousness was soaking in the smallest crater he chose at random.

There were a small number of Ember Slaves in the way, and Edward used his speed advantage to get around them one by one. As it approached the crater, an Ember slave could not avoid it, so Edward, who was rushing at high speed, suddenly possessed before making contact, and then plunged a palm straight up from its jaw in the shape of a knife. The terrifying and precise blow bypassed the hard skull and drove from the soft throat into the ember slave's brain!

The mortally battered Ember Slave immediately fell to the ground, its twitching hooves showing that it was still capable of moving, but its control organs had been completely destroyed by Edward. Unlike the previous Ember Slaves who shattered their entire body organs and could not move for a long time before they died, this Ember Slave's head ignited an extremely hot flame, and the entire corpse burned out in 10 seconds, leaving only a pile of ashes......

Edward had long known about this trait and quickly withdrew his hand. With his combat ability, it was not easy to accomplish such an instantaneous kill. First of all, he needs to bring a pair of specially made claw sleeves, which can not only block the heat, but also provide precise and flexible attacks. Secondly, it is generally in a more relaxed situation, such as one-on-one. Finally, his destructive power needs to reach a certain intensity, which he can only do in the state of "Great Rampage" at the moment.

Ignoring the burning corpse, Edward subconsciously looked at the lava pool in the crater, and then his eyes suddenly widened and then contracted, and his heart pounded suddenly.

The first thing that catches your eye is a pair of glass-colored eyes with golden vertical pupils! On the lion-like head is a pair of antler-like horns, and the dark blue sharp mane extends from the back of the horns to the back. The rest of the body is soaked in some condensed crater lava.

What can make a nervous rough man like Edward Miero nervous is naturally not because this thing is soaked in magma. It was the eyes of this Spirit King-level Ancestor, and those eyes were full of laziness and contempt at this time. It's like a lion who has just woken up and looks at a mouse that is about to sneak by.

Edward's instincts were like a pinprick in his mind, reminding him that the spirit in front of him was certainly not an ordinary thing. I don't know if it's because I've been with Hao Song for a long time, but I subconsciously joked in my anxiety and said: "Eh, I'm here to deliver takeaway! The roast deer steak you want has arrived!"

Hearing this, the originally mighty Spirit King actually showed a puzzled expression, and his nostrils with scorching gas opened and closed a few times, and the sound of "Xiu Xiu" could be clearly heard. Then it suddenly seemed to smell something, and suddenly stood up, and the magma that had condensed into rock shards was cracked by the belt, and it could not be hindered for a moment.

When Edward saw it get up, he immediately waited for it, his palms forming a knife in front of him and back, his legs and waist and abdomen curled slightly. The whole person was like a twisted clockwork, and the red eyes were staring at this spirit tightly.

At this moment, the Spirit King was fully revealed to Edward's eyes. It resembles a tiger and leopard, with a purple-black color and a pair of small wings on its back, which are only slightly larger than its horns. The dark claws, almost the size of a laptop, have four claws the size of a human hand, like black crystals, and the reflection of the ghostly light makes people shudder and goosebumps stand up. On the tail side, there is a carp-like tail, which is regarded as an iron fan, and it is probably not just an organ used to maintain balance.

There was not only contempt in the glass-colored eyes, but also a hint of curiosity. The Spirit King's thick hind legs curled slightly, and then suddenly jumped out like a phantom. Edward had already noticed its preparation, and rolled directly to the ground. Then there was an explosion in my ears, and there was a splash of stones on my body.

The tyrant didn't have time to feel the pain, but quickly leaped backwards while holding his claws in front of him. A burst of wind sounded, and then a huge force came from his hand, and this force was so great that he almost had the illusion that all his internal organs were instantly displaced. Edward fell backwards at a great speed, and his military boots rubbed a nearly 6-meter-long mark on the ground, and finally stopped in front of the crater!

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge black shadow suddenly approached, and Edward could only raise his paralyzed claws to try to block. Then a black claw slapped on his claw-covered hand, and the tremendous force caused him to turn sideways at almost a right angle, and Edward took advantage of the situation to leap again, and at the same time felt a "stab" on his back.

The Edward Fish jumped a few meters away, and when he realized that there was no injury on his back, he looked at the spirit in shock. It picked up Edward's backpack with its drill-like claws, and threw it all into its mouth, which was almost 90 degrees open. With the chewing sound of "gurgling" and a small amount of "rattling", the whole backpack went straight to the stomach!

"Damn, can you eat more than me?Venison beef, all kinds of medicines, and even flares! The sound of rattling can't be my sapper shovel, hey! Nitride is already the hardest material that the Night's Watch can now produce on a large scale!" Edward was sweating and complaining, finally realizing that he was indeed here to deliver food!

It's hard to imagine what it tastes like when the bunch of things are mixed together just now, but looking at the expression of this spirit king, it seems to be more satisfied. It picked up a piece of roast beef and ate it, its crimson tongue licking its black lips, and then looked at Edward with expectant eyes wide open.

"Damn, it doesn't think the 'natural pepper' on the barbecue tastes good, so it's going to take my head and try it again!" Edward broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly felt that a shaved head was a good hairstyle, at least there wouldn't be a lot of dandruff, that is, 'natural pepper' accumulation.

At this time, the spirit king raised his head and roared "whoa~". Edward was stunned when he heard this voice, he didn't know if it was his delusion, he seemed to understand a little meaning, probably "The tribute is good, spare your life, get down!" As for the deeper meaning, Edward couldn't hear it.

In fact, just like the roar that this Spirit King used to communicate with its underground counterparts before, the information that such a roar can contain is roughly equivalent to speaking in human language for a minute. It's just that Edward can only hear the superficial meaning.

Although the Spirit King didn't seem to have any murderous intentions towards Edward, and just walked slowly back to the crater, he still didn't dare to relax. Step by step, the tyrant retreated 20 meters before turning and scurrying down the mountain. The Spirit King had now returned to lying back in the crater, still looking lazy, and it was only when Edward turned to leave that a sly look appeared on his face.

Edward Miero was in a cold sweat at the moment, like taking a sauna. Recalling this brief encounter, he finally sorted out the course of the battle.

"Rush at a speed no less than mine, and when I roll and dodge, I slap with my claws, and if I hadn't rolled fast, I'd have been shot into a cucumber. Then he quickly turned around and chased with his tail, and after being blocked by me, he jumped forward again. In the end, with my hands paralyzed, I slapped my defense with one claw, and if I hadn't taken the opportunity to leap with all my might, I guess I would have been torn in half!"

Thinking of this, Edward shook his head, swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously glanced at the top of the mountain. "However, the most terrifying thing is that all-encompassing mouth! Even the sapper shovel of the nitride alloy has been 'crunchy' by it! Such strength must be a silicon-level ancestor, that is, a spirit king level!"

["If you always treat other people and spirits as idiots, then you are an idiot!" —Gretieu-S. Hao]