In the river stream, the fish play at the bottom of the water, and the water foam rushes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

More than 100 grass carp with black scales and green tails pounced on him, competing for the corpse of the flower-faced boy. Blood stained the river red, and in a short time, the corpse had turned into white bones.

The fish, satisfied, scattered in all directions, and the calm of the river was remarkable, and it seemed extremely peaceful.

Billy fell to his knees, his eyes glazed over, and there was no anger on his face.

Kane's hand shook, and the bolts he had picked up from the woods and the corpse of the flower-faced boy vanished into thin air.

"It's over. Billy looked like a madman, his face was like ashes, and he repeated the same words in his mouth, "It's over, it's over." ”

The knight's broadsword, made of stainless steel, has an incomparably sharp blade.

Kane had never shown the slightest mercy to his enemy, even if he seemed so thin and pitiful.

"Let's go. The tip of the sword was still a few inches from Billy's chest, and with a little force, the little boy who called himself the king of tarantulas was killed on the spot.

Pathetic? Perhaps.

The rules of this world were originally that the law of the jungle and the victor survive, but on the path of the Heavenly Trial, in the Lost Island, this rule seemed more cruel and naked.

"Wait. A loud voice seemed a little hurried.

Abnormal protrusions.

Kane didn't lift his head, his hand didn't slow, and he watched as the blade was about to sink into Billy's body.

Whew—

The bolt flew past and struck Kane's broadsword, deflecting it a little.

The blade was sharp, sliding over Billy's shoulder, slashing off half of his arm.

Blood, gushing out like a mountain stream, poured on the green meadows,

Countless blades of grass began to mutate, and gray-brown sawtooth greedily and frantically snatched up this rare nourishment.

Kane looked up at two dozen teenagers, ranging from ten to sixteen years old, scurrying towards him with weapons in hand.

Unlike the flower-faced teenagers who died at their own hands, these two dozen teenagers wore shabby but clean clothes, and although their hair was messy, there was no trace of dirt. It gives a refreshing, intimate feeling.

Friend or foe, and what is the intention?

Kane didn't intend to figure out these issues, and he didn't believe in the existence of "friends" on Lost Island.

Be vigilant to live longer.

Ignoring the bleeding Billy, Kane threw down his broadsword and rushed towards the forest.

The intricate terrain of the forest is the safest place to live.

"Stay, we have no ill will. The boy at the front of the charge held a crossbow with the same appearance as Kane, and even when he was running at high speed, his tone was not so calm.

This is a master.

The arrow from earlier was clearly from him.

No malice?

God knows!

This Billy was not a pitiful look before.

The thought flashed through Kane's mind, and his steps quickened.

Boom –

Another arrow was shot and stuck in the grass half an inch in front of Kane.

Kane's face turned grim, and he bypassed the arrow, dancing with a pair of legs. The forest was so close that he could even see a ladybug the size of a fingernail lying on the nearest tree.

Wow -

Three arrows were shot out in a hurry, lined up, and nailed to the trunk of the tree, and the distance between the arrows was extremely close. And there is almost no difference between high and low.

The arrow in the middle was impartial, and it landed right on the ladybug, cutting it in two.

If it weren't for a coincidental hit, this arrow would be too terrifying.

"If you run again, the next arrow won't be on the ladybug. The loud voice was a little displeased.

Kane paused, taking a closer look at the arrow.

The silver glow shimmers and is extremely sharp.

No poison feeding.

Kane's heart was a little calm, and it seemed that the other party really had no malicious intent. Immediately turned around and looked at the group of teenagers, their faces sinking like water with their guarded faces.

It's not that I'm afraid of these teenagers, Kane wears close-fitting copper soft armor, if he really fights, even if he can't fight, it's no problem to calmly retreat into the forest to protect himself.

As long as you enter this forest, no matter how many you are, the end will be the same as Billy's flower face subordinates, and the grinding can slowly grind you to death.

Seeing that Kane was on his feet, the arrow-wielding boy stopped talking nonsense, made a gesture, and divided the team into two teams, one team headed towards Billy, and he himself rushed towards Kane with three men.

"You killed these people?" the crossbow-wielding boy walked up to Kane, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes!" Kane looked up and down at the leading teenager with a defensive look in his eyes.

This young man is sixteen or seventeen years old, about 1.8 meters tall. He has a Chinese face, a collapsed nose, thick lips, big ears and small eyes. Looks like an enhanced gorilla. The muscular body is full of tendon flesh, and the hole is powerful and reveals a natural sense of trustworthiness.

"Awesome. The gorilla slapped his big thick hand on Kane's shoulder without seeing it, and the startled Kane subconsciously ducked backwards, but unfortunately he couldn't escape this passionate "attack" after all.

Hurt.

Kane's mouth grinned, and the look of pain was fleeting.

The gorilla didn't seem to notice Kane's strangeness, and said to himself, "My name is Aaron Beard, seventeen years old, a native of Benjaminshire, Noah's Empire, in my country, my name is 'Raging Battle Gorilla', I have been on Lost Island for three years, my strength is at the peak of ten-layer heavenly power, and I am the leader of the 'Canine Faction' at the entrance to the peak of the Soul Peak, broiler, what about you?"

Raging battle gorilla? That's a good name.

Kane rubbed his shoulders, and despite being covered in a layer of cooked copper armor, the chattering, overheated gorilla was still a little overwhelmed.

"Kane, twelve, from the Duchy of Orrick. Compared to Aaron the gorilla's enthusiasm, Kane is much colder.

But the enthusiastic gorilla was not displeased at all, and hugged Kane's shoulder very familiarly, "Brother Kane, well done, welcome to the 'canine pie'." ”

Kane choked, and his body was a little stiff as he was held in Aaron's arms.

Who is this buddy? Do I know you well? What is this 'canine pie'? Did I say I wanted to join?

However, as the name suggests, this gorilla man is not only as strong as an orangutan, but also has a huge strength far exceeding that of an adult orangutan leader.

In a daze, Kane was dragged away by the enthusiastic gorilla.

Suddenly, Kane realized a problem, he had a thousand pounds of strength, how could he be easily dragged away by this orangutan.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Kane tried to leave several times, but Aaron enthusiastically redeemed him.

"Brother Kane, don't rush out on a mission, let's go back to the camp first and have a drink. I can tell you that my wine is made of the finest snake belly, sweet but not greasy, strong but not spicy, even if you drink too much, you will never have a headache when you wake up. ”

Kane was a little dizzy.

When did he say he was going to drink, and when did he say he was going on a mission?

The helpless Kane's eyes were full of pleading eyes, and the two dozen boys and girls behind him were eating and snickering while carrying the corpse of the flower-faced boy, obviously accustomed to Aaron's style.

Maybe things aren't that bad.

Kane thought helplessly.