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【Wanmin Berserker】The honest man eight commanded and danced with two mountain opening knives, and took the lead.

The three basic abilities he gained at the first rank were: Extraordinary Endurance, Beast Intuition, and Military Weapon Mastery (Melee Class).

In more than a month, it seems to have undergone a second development, and the whole person has swelled up fiercely, and the style has become a lot rougher.

Let him be particularly comfortable when doing this kind of physical work.

It's just that the two fingers on the left hand are missing, which after all, has some impact on combat effectiveness.

Byron was already working on collecting materials to help him regain his integrity with high-grade blood brew that had just met the preconditions.

"Tie your canvas cuffs and leggings, unless you want to feed leeches and mosquitoes;

Don't eat anything here, even if it looks exactly like the outside;

Don't deal with any abnormalities yourself, remember to report them as soon as possible, especially if there are no relatives in this forest, and no one will call your name."

Byron, who acted as a pioneer officer, was also in the first echelon.

When using the logbook to scout for dangers within six meters, he did not forget to repeatedly remind the marines around him of the precautions of jungle marching.

"Got it, Captain."

In order to avoid unnecessary human losses, only 180 elite pirates were selected on the six ships under the command of the Pioneer Pilot Colonial Company.

Each of them is equipped with knives and guns, and they have a bottle of [Heroic Wild Water] in their pockets.

Behind them were a mighty army of nearly 5,000 colonists and Chichen Itzas.

The front road is headed by Deputy Commander Bill (Bruch).

[Knight of Oath] Bruch and [Executioner] Bill are also inquisitioned sequences, and it is not difficult to disguise.

He led the two strongest pirate generals [Throat Cutter] and [Curved Hook], as well as Wyndot's grandfather Geronimo, a [Eagle Spirit Warrior] who stepped into the third order and gradually became inhuman;

In the center, Major General Newman and the Marines took charge in person; In the back, there is a great wizard [swarm] who is responsible for pressing the formation.

Qiang ——!

The cold light in the forest flashed, but it was Byron who suddenly drew his sword.

In just an instant, on the mossy treetops overhead, more than a dozen bloodsucking insects that catapulted down at high speed were cut in half from the middle.

Before the others could react, the sword had been returned to its sheath.

This half-sword sword technique is several times faster than other people's swift swords.

Casually glanced at the updated prompts on the [Logbook].

It was discovered that this is a bloodsucking insect called the "sweat leech", which has a very powerful heat sensing ability and can track thermostatic creatures by bouncing.

When biting, it also releases anesthetics and anticoagulants, making it painless.

With a large amount of blood loss, it is possible to faint suddenly and never wake up again, and sometimes even a bison with thick scalp cannot resist it.

"The rainforest is full of dangers, but it's also a treasure trove of the unknown.

If I had chosen to be a naturalist, I would have had a great future. ”

Shaking his head with some regret.

[Naturalist] obtains the core ability [Exploration and Discovery] at the second level, as long as the more unknowns are explored, the higher the spirituality.

Moreover, the rarer the first discovery to be found in the unknown world, and the fewer people who find it, the stronger the skills they can borrow from the discovery.

For example, if he finds a certain deep-sea giant octopus alone, he may be able to summon projection to assist in combat, but if thousands of people find it, he may only be able to add a little swimming proficiency.

This swimming technique has to be an "eight-legged adaptation version".

The sequence ability of the Ladder of Glory is like this, the ruler is short, the inch is long, and no matter how envious you are, you can't envy it.

It was purely his plucking and skinning attributes, and he was saddened by not being able to maximize the benefits of the expedition.

"I do know that these national-level forces that are steadily fighting in the rear are only the third and fourth echelons.

There are indications that there is a larger land mass than an island in the waters south of the Bantaan Islands.

The most powerful adventurers and pirates in the Bantaan archipelago have gone further south to compete for the discovery of new shipping routes and new continents.

Navigators, naturalists, morale-boosting singers, and gunsmiths who have been hungry for a long time, but there are still many necessary vacancies on my ship, and there is still a long way to go. ”

After walking forward for more than ten miles, he suddenly noticed that the wind seemed to be mixed with an unusual fishy smell, and he exclaimed:

"Alert! On the right side of the line, ten meters of grass, the musket team gathers fire! ”

As the vanguard, the elite pirates, who were already on high alert, reacted quickly and immediately drew their guns and fired when they heard the order.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Hundreds of lines of fire covered the half-man-high bushes at once.

There was a "boom", and the fishy wind was blowing.

A behemoth in the grass slammed into the sky and slammed down in front of the team, revealing its true colors.

It was a blue-gray serpent the size of a bucket!

Although its body was riddled with holes, its powerful vitality still made it open its bloody mouth, writhing and rolling on the ground, and making a hissing and terrible snake roar.

"What a big snake, what does it have to eat to grow so big?"

Although the size is not as large as the sea monster they have encountered before, it still shocks everyone to face this monster up close.

If Byron hadn't discovered it in time, it wouldn't have been a problem to swallow two or three people in one bite.

Monsters like this, I don't know how many there are in the depths of the jungle.

They've only been walking into Yucatan for less than a day, and it's like they've strayed into an ancient lost world.

Unlike the eastern part of the Bantaan Islands, which has been transformed by the Silver Law and countless lighthouses, the western part is bloody, closed, and wild

Whether it is plants or animals, they are constantly impacting everyone's worldview.

And that's not even counting the grotesque and evil spirits that inevitably appear after nightfall.

In the team ahead, a giant eagle with an extraordinarily powerful horse suddenly rose into the air, flew down to the side of the big snake, and pecked its stomach with a single peck.

Even the heart and the snake gall bladder were swallowed in one gulp.

With another flap of his wings, he landed beside Byron, and reverted to an old man with a pair of golden eagle eyes, strong spirits, and not angry and arrogant.

In front of Byron, the benefactor who saved his only grandson.

As the captain of the temple guard, Jeronimo, an old man whose status can rank in the top three in Chichen Itza City, is also not very good.

Nodding to him kindly:

"Captain Byron, according to your unit of measurement, there are about two kilometres to reach the first predetermined camping point.

I recommend camping on the spot.

At night, there is no safer place in the jungle than the abandoned city-state of Tarrasco. ”

Even though many of the team had extraordinary strength and the rest were elite, the rainforest in front of them was not ordinary.

The inherent vitality of the rainforest has allowed local indigenous hunters to regrow into dense forests in a few days, even if they take a path.

Their team marched at a speed of 50 km/day in the rainforest, which was almost the limit of their combat effectiveness.

The two act as tour leaders and guides.

In addition to ensuring that the route does not deviate, it is also a matter of great ability and experience to reasonably plan when to march and when to rest.

This explains one of the reasons why General Newman and his people are so eager for Indigenous collaborators.

Byron, like the princess Violet of the Wand, listens to persuasion in areas where he is not good at it, and immediately follows the good as well.

"Listen to you. Inform the rear team and set up camp ahead! ”

Before the sun had set in the evening, he ordered the forward troops to camp in the ancient city, where the stone buildings could already be seen in front of them.

At this time, Wyndotte and his party [Eagle Spirit Warrior], who were in charge of reconnaissance in front, also descended from the sky to Byron and Jerónimo:

"Captain, Grandpa, we have just reconnoitred, and there is no danger in the city except for a few scattered beasts.

Strange to say, there is a clean water source nearby, and there is a large area of farmland that has been reinclaimed by the rainforest, but there is not a single skeleton on the ground.

Why would such a rare and wonderful place as Tarrasco be abandoned by those nasty Azks? ”

The object of the latter question is obviously Geronimo, who has lived in the jungle all his life.

"Tarrasco City"

The old man's gaze gradually faded away, as if decades had passed, returning to the time when Castile had just arrived in the archipelago.

"If you want to talk about this, you have to mention the cursed spirit [tarsal god]."

The moment he said the name, the jungle around him, which was still full of various sounds, suddenly fell silent.

All the listeners, including Byron, subconsciously held their breath.

"When the Castilians first discovered Yucatan, they didn't have as much composure as they do now.

They had no idea that the population of the two empires was in the tens of millions, and that the organization and transcendent rank were far superior to those small tribes that they could easily conquer.

I thought that the city-states of the empire were as fragile as the ordinary Taíno scattered on the eastern islands, guarded only by totem poles.

At the first stop in this city of Tarrasco, I suffered a lot."

Listening to stories from that distant era, Byron seemed to smell the faint smell of blood and carrion on the tip of his nose.

This jungle city is dedicated to Apche, a powerful nature spirit whose status in the Azk belief system is comparable to that of Quetzalcoatl.

He had a skull, fleshless ribs, a spiny spine, and a high degree of decay.

It is said that it was born from the battlefield where the Azks fought for many years and the corpses were strewn all over the field.

The city of Talasco was breached at great cost by poor and crazy Castilian adventurers.

The enraged shaman performed a forbidden ritual in which the souls of his entire clan were sacrificed to the god of death, Apche.

Cut off all the anchor points and actively sank the small island composed of all the living people and ancestors of the city-state in the spiritual world, and sank into the essentia sea as a whole.

That kind of meaning is equivalent to the people of the Bay detonating [Valhalla Valhalla].

Forthwith.

A fierce resentment arose from the bones and flesh of tens of thousands of people and all Castilian people throughout the city-state, giving birth to a terrifying avenger.

It was covered in a dirty deerskin robe, and black maggots burrowed through it.

The head is a terrifying skeleton of the White Forest, armed with an obsidian saw sword and an obsidian spear also known as "Maquawit".

Under the crotch rides a bone-dried warhorse wrapped in worn rope and thistle, and a mouth and nose that can spew sparks.

It was an alien species brought by the Castilians.

"During that time, the [tarsal god] roamed the vast rainforest like a maggot on the tarsal bone, killing all outsiders whose hands were stained with the blood of the Azks.

Of course, at that time there were only Castilians in the entire Bantaan Islands.

Not afraid of swords, guns, swords, halberds, or muskets, it is higher than ordinary evil spirits and grotesque persons, and it is a real [cursed spirit] (Chapter 59)!

It is the materialization of the curse, elusive, irresistible and immortal.

Even if you are killed for a while, you will return after a certain period of time.

As long as you are targeted by it, even if you escape for a while, you may suddenly die one day."

At this point, the group just stepped out of the rainforest and had a panoramic view of the city where the [Tarsal God] was born.

Woooooooo

They were in the middle of a tropical jungle with just the right amount of sun in the afternoon, but a biting wind suddenly blew through the back of their necks.

Except, Byron, who wears the [Storm Ring] on his hand.