Dry swamps.

Even during the day, the light here is dim.

The damp and cold air is like a wet dead man's tongue, licking the skin of the living exposed to the air at all times.

For Anson Githil, the ordeal was even more difficult.

Because there were still more than a dozen people squatting around him, staring straight at him.

Let's say they're strange beasts, these guys are all long, their eyes are eyes, and their noses are noses.

Let's say they're human......

They are not exactly human.

Some people have several faces on one head, and some people have two heads on one shoulder.

Others split from the waist and have three upper bodies.

Despite being born in such a curious way, Ansong can be sure that these people are all Zanluo without exception.

This is probably a soul body that has been fused and distorted with strange beasts.

So they have a beast-like fused body, but they retain their souls.

looks so strange, most of it is because of the unique "ancestor summoning" ability of the Zanluo people, so these "one person is a family" in front of him.

Moreover, An Song could feel that the perception of these people, the unique sense of battle intent of the Zanluo people, was locking onto him.

He could feel his body strengthened, and at the same time, a desire to fight was born in his heart.

That is, from the bottom of his heart, he did not want to run, but wanted to fight.

This damn lock is also magnified by the beast's ability to twist its will.

That's a lot of praise for the people.

This is a perceptual lock that breeds the desire to fight in others, and is said to have been cultivated by the Zanluo people to prevent their enemies from becoming deserters.

As for the Zanlo themselves......

They are a bunch of madmen who see death as their glory and destiny.

- Maybe that's why they couldn't invade the Northlands.

An Song thought.

The strong reliance of the Zanlo people is that they are not afraid of death.

But the Northland is a country where the Lady of the Dead Whispers refuge, and the dead here will return to the Shadow Realm.

Therefore, they are not afraid of death, but they are not afraid of "dying in the realm of Zanluo".

When the catastrophe came, An Song was calmer than usual.

He also knows that he still has a hole card that he doesn't want to play.

If he let go of his hands and feet to fight him, he would be able to leave, but in that case, he would probably be hunted down by the temple for the rest of his life.

Thinking about how difficult those soul hunters were, he might as well be dead.

At this point, I can only suffer for Collins's good brother.

"When is your opponent coming?"

A three-faced, Zanlo asked.

Only one of his faces was aimed at Anson, and the other two were looking around.

"Soon, he's coming."

Anson replied, "Don't forget what you say—if you see a battle that will decide the winner, you'll let me go." ”

"Shut up, you damn Nice bastard, you won't get my applause even if you win!"

A stiff face turned and scolded him.

At this time, the Zanluo people raised their hands and turned their necks, turned this face away, and used the previous one to face Ansong:

"I'm sorry, but my father died in a battle with the Nices, so I'm biased against you."

Ansong pulled out a stiff smile.

"I thought the people of Zanlo were prejudiced against us."

"Actually, it's okay to say that, but I'm special." The face asked, "You said your name was Anson Githil, right?" ”

Anson nodded.

"Do you know a man named Lloyd Githil?"

“！？”

An Song suddenly became nervous.

He raced through his mind what he knew about Lloyd—

After Barry went missing, Lloyd returned to the Northlands to no avail, and then vanished.

The next time he was seen, at the Split-Toe Clan garrison near McCalalla, he also killed a Soul Priest.

In other words, Lloyd was indeed active in the Zanro Plateau.

Could it be that the people of Zanlo in front of them know......

Without waiting for An Song to ask, all the Zanluo people present looked up at the sky nervously.

An Song also turned his head suspiciously.

There was nothing in the sky.

"It's whistling, the whistling of high-speed flight, very light, far away, but very fast, approaching."

The man explained to him.

Soon, in Anson's stretched to the limit, something appeared rapidly approaching from the sky......

The silhouette seems to be a ...... No, it's two humanoids.

Is it coming for yourself?

"Spread out!"

The Zanro shouted suddenly, and all the aberrations melted into the chasm.

An Song's heart moved, this is a good opportunity to escape!

But when I think about it, I'm not good at running away, and if I do this, I'm likely to catch up.

Besides, the person who suddenly approached was Gray who brought an assistant.

A humanoid creature that can fly from the sky must be a shapeshifter who can fly.

That's right!

Gray used to be a tree shepherd, most likely a helper he had found from the Whispering Forest.

Thinking of this, An Song immediately returned to the cave where he was hiding and leaned out of the door of perception observation.

- Don't say hello later, just do it.

He thought so.

There was also a faint sense of guilt towards Gray.

But as soon as the idea came to him, a loud bang came from above his head.

In an instant, An Song's perception seemed to capture a behemoth falling from the sky, which was completely different from the creatures he had perceived before with up to two people!

This is...... What?

One last thought crossed his mind, and before Ansong could dodge anything, he was crushed along with the cave where he was hiding.

Outside the cave, Rhubarb suddenly transforms when he is fifty meters from the ground, and then sits down.

Relying on his excellent "physical fitness", although he was thrown to pieces, the floating city did not fall apart.

However, Wei Diankite felt this terrifying speed and jumped directly to escape, and spit fireballs in mid-air with his newly acquired burning stick plus, using "recoil" to offset part of the impact.

Rao still broke a few ribs.

But compared to the results, this little effort is nothing!

You just say that this combination technique that fell from the sky is not good!

Anson-chan has absolutely nothing to say.

Then the rhubarb changed back again.

The two appeared, as did the Zanluo people who had been hiding in the rift.

They looked at the two skeletons with horror on their faces, as well as at the cave that had completely collapsed.

Rhubarb also looked back, and then couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise.

"Three-faced? Nezha? Acrobatic troupe? Hey, why are they all acquaintances? ”

"?"

The guard kite also looked over in surprise.

Really......

Although this group of guys is the group of belligerent ghosts who like to participate in the battle halfway in his memory, it is not difficult to judge from the physiological characteristics that are too marked, these are all elite monsters in the Sancha River dungeon group on the Zanluo Plateau......

One with three faces on his head was the Dark Ancestor of the Logun Prayer Hall.

The one with three heads and six arms up the waist is called Nezha, who comes from the immortal cemetery in Tayaga.

The acrobatic troupe is the guy who jumps on one foot.

He separated four people from the hips upwards, and the tallest one grew in the middle, fighting like a spinning top, and then he was done, responsible for guarding the door to the lecture hall of the arc dome.

"How did they get here?" Wei Diankite wondered.

Rhubarb: "Damn, it's really right now, I'll just say how familiar are the skills of those buddies in the dry swamp, they are a set of skill modules with the Dark Ancestors, can you not be familiar......"

Wei Diankite: "Isn't that time to run, I remember that there was an extreme hatred of the Nice people in the three faces, and the Nice people automatically hated the Nices." You are a floating city, I'm afraid you will not be locked up directly by the 'black kill'? ”

Rhubarb: "It's late. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his skeletal body was covered in a striking layer of blood red.

The light was viscous like a blood ooze monster, and Brother Warrior's extreme battle damage form was no more than that.

However, after being locked, Rhubarb was shocked again.

"Damn, this is not a dark killing, this is a normal battle intent lock,"

In the impression of the two, the skills used by the Dark Ancestors in the Sancha River dungeon group are all mutated versions, which have a strong "silence" effect.

While it will increase the stats of the locked person, it will also disable a spell.

Coincidentally, rhubarb will have a transfiguration, and once it is locked, it will definitely die.

Now, however, he is not silenced.

"You killed our warriors with shameful cheating, and you must pay for it!"

One of the "three faces" roared and walked up.

Other Zanlo people followed.

The Guardian Kite is also locked.

A layer of war intent shrouded his body.

He then felt that his physical attributes had been strengthened, but his mental power could not be concentrated.

This thing is the same as in the original game, perfect for restraining spellcasters and benefiting the kitchen knife team.

"You two, you must start fighting immediately and decide the winner before you can leave!"

A Zanro man shouted.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

For a while, the roar shook the sky.

Wei Diankite: "What do you say?" Fight and then go? ”

Rhubarb: "Fart, buddy, it's going to be cool!" Rush with me! ”

Without saying a word, he directly transformed into a huge floating city.

This time, outside of the originally rugged body, there was also a layer of bloody light.

The slightly trembling figure of the Floating City is like Rhubarb's restless heart at the moment!

The Guardian Kite immediately rushed up and lit the fire!

Whoosh –

The red figure shot out like a cannonball, pulling out a string of dazzling sticky red light from behind!

Rhubarb: "Hahahaha, buddy has a phantom now!" ”

In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

Leaving a group of Zanluo people in place.

(End of chapter)