It's dusk.

The light of the sky before the night fell converged into a crimson band of light in the gap in the sky above the canyon. The canyon is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, forming a triangular space. The bottom is quite spacious, but the stalagmites are staggered, and there are ferns such as shrubs, which makes the environment in the valley somewhat complicated. Moreover, the mountain walls on both sides are not level. In the dim light, Albert Murray could see all the potholes he could see.

The temperature in the canyon is low, and as soon as the heat from outside enters the valley and merges with the cold air, it creates a feeling similar to the sultry humidity of a tropical jungle. This made Albert, who was already in a bad mood, feel even more irritable.

After the sniper entered the canyon, there was no other movement. Obviously, the other party intends to use this special environment to compete with him, which is exactly what Albert wants. That guy is so good at running, if it weren't for Albert's outstanding physical ability, he wouldn't have been able to follow here, and he would have to be lost halfway through the chase.

"Hey, coward. I know that you are here, get out of here. Don't hide like a woman and put a hidden gun. Albert's roar pierced through the golden cracks and reverberated through the canyon, causing the canyon to hum for a while.

Zero, who was hiding behind a cave, smiled, and it wouldn't be a joke to let a sniper go head-to-head with someone. Naturally, he ignored it, quietly lowered the sniper rifle to the ground, and turned the muzzle to Albert's side. There is no direct aim, because a master at Albert's level, even if he is not a perceptual master, his sense is much sharper than that of ordinary ability.

Aiming directly at Albert will cause him to react. Zero simply pointed the muzzle of the gun at where he was going to pass and waited with bated breath for Albert to deliver himself to the door. If he could, he wanted to take advantage of the special terrain of this canyon to drag this man to death here.

Albert scolded a few more words, and when he saw that the other party did not react, he was annoyed. Spread his legs and went deep into the valley, and along the way, he used the blood-stained broadsword in his hand to slash multiple stalagmites. Zero condescendingly, quietly watched as he walked into the crosshair of the sight, and then pressed the trigger without a hint of murder.

At the same time, Albert felt a sense of danger in his heart, and reluctantly made a sideways turn, and then a line of blood popped out of his right shoulder, and the sound of a sniper rifle rang out in the valley. Ignoring his injuries, Albert immediately calculated the trajectory of the shot and pushed the sniper out of position. Then he pounced, and the broadsword in his hand slashed directly at the mountain split.

The blade spewed out a terrible red flame of light that went straight up the wall, slamming into the cave where Zero was before. However, the cavern was blasted, but nothing changed. Albert spat on the ground, and the sniper had shifted. Then the muscles of the shoulder squirmed, and the warhead was squeezed out of the wound. With a thud, the bullet fell to the ground, and Albert's wound tightened, closing the bullet hole.

For a high-level powerhouse like him, the threat to him from equipment such as sniper rifles is very limited. According to the extent that the firing distance was compressed to about 300 meters before Zero, normally one shot is enough to blow a person's shoulder away. It can be shot at Albert, but only a small bullet hole is left behind, and this is the difference between a high-level and a mortal.

The warhead just squeezed out the wound, and Albert was alarmed again. This time it was even more dangerous than before, and he didn't care about the ugliness, and pounced forward. The body just touched the ground, and there was a burning pain in his back. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a golden thread passing in the sky, and then a thick stalagmite a hundred meters away exploded in the bursting golden flames. Flying stucco and debris even fell on Albert's body.

Albert's back was covered by a blood groove that rose from his waist and stretched diagonally towards his left shoulder. The sniper bullet and the energy storm attached to it plowed such wounds into his strong flesh. If he shot it right, Albert was sure that he would not die, but his internal organs would definitely be blown up and injured by the energy storm on the bullet. When the power reaches a high level, even a big killer weapon such as a sniper rifle only becomes a medium used as a means of attack.

Only this time the attack came from behind, and judging from the size of the gunshot, it should have been three hundred kilometers behind him. In just a few moments, the sniper traveled that far without being noticed by Albert, which made the sanctioner frown. It's impossible, and how can a sniper do it unless the caves up there are connected?

Whether the caves are connected or not, I don't know the way, and I have no interest in exploring it. He just activated the space jump when Albert attacked, and appeared directly behind him to attack.

Albert stood up again, blood dripping from his back. But if you think that he is seriously injured in this way, then you are very wrong. Blood, and superficial wounds, are just a means of confusing the enemy. In fact, the muscles under the wound have contracted and closed. Stimulated by the energy, the muscles at the wound site even sprouted new flesh [buds], intertwining at a terrifying speed.

In terms of resilience alone, Albert is no less than zero.

The sound of sniper guns rang out one after another, echoing through the valley. Albert was shot frequently, but each time he avoided the vital points at critical moments, sometimes even using his broadsword as a shield. Inevitably, however, there were more and more wounds on his body, the deepest one on the side of his left leg, and Zero attacked him with two blows at the same point. If it weren't for Albert's strength, someone else wouldn't just blast out a blood hole the size of a bowl, but directly blow up his entire leg.

Time passed in a one-sided battle, and Albert couldn't do anything about it. Walking, reflexes and speed are all his shortcomings. Zero bites at this point, like a wolf wandering next to a lion. Seeing the opportunity, he tore off a piece of flesh from his body.

Finally, the day passed, and the night fell. The gunfire also stopped, with Albert as the center, within a radius of 100 meters. Stalagmites bursting, rocks falling off, and scorched bushes are no better than being bombarded by heavy artillery. As for Albert, he has become a bloody man, with more than 20 gunshot wounds alone, more than a dozen minor injuries, and three extensive wounds.

This kind of injury, if it were to be placed on ordinary people, would have died long ago. But Albert was still standing, standing up straight, giving the impression that he would never fall. If it weren't for Zero's nerves being just as tenacious, changing to a second-level sniper, Albert's momentum that never seemed to fall alone would be enough to make the sniper collapse on his own.

After all, every shot is related to the calculation of position, landing point, distance, reaction and other aspects. And if the opponent is a high-level like Albert, then the complexity of the calculation will be doubled. The sheer number is so large that if it weren't for zero, a small center that has evolved to be comparable to the computing power of the brain, it really can't handle it.

When Zero was about to shoot again, the chamber snapped softly. As soon as he went on the expedition, it turned out that the bullets had run out. In fact, he never thought that he would return to his old business in the Black Land. With a Dark Blood Rifle is just a pretence, and even the bullets are only equipped with a magazine. Now, the magazine has run out of bullets.

Albert also caught the soft sound, his ears moved, and then he smiled: "What? Have you run out of bullets? It seems that now you can only run, but after so much strength, I really doubt how far you can run?"

Unmoved, Zero put down his gun. Without bullets, the rifle is simply an iron rod that does not play much purpose. He wasn't going to run either, and he didn't have to use a gun to drag Albert down. He exhaled softly, and was about to go on the field himself when he heard a strange sound. At this moment, Zero was in a cave in the mountain wall, which was not high, and could only make him squat flat on the ground.

The sound came from behind, sounding like something scraping the floor. Zero looked back, and two blushes suddenly lit up in the depths of the cave, and then a fishy wind hit his nose. I didn't have time to think about it, and immediately popped up the cave.

As soon as he appeared, Albert immediately looked towards Zero. Seeing the sniper appear, Albert was overjoyed at first. Then a dark shadow popped out of the cave where the sniper was hiding. The shadow lunged at the sniper, but he still couldn't reach him. So he retracted and stuck to the mountain wall, and he didn't know what the road was. At night, the canyon was pitch black, although a faint dark red sky light appeared in the canyon crevices above, and with the help of this faint light, it was enough for high-level vision.

But Albert is not good at the ability to perceive the domain after all, he doesn't have the ability to see at a low light like Zero, so he can only capture a rough idea. However, in Zero's eyes, he could clearly see that it was a deformed ironclad centipede. This thing is about ten meters long, to say the least, and now only the front half of the body is poking out. The compound eyes on the flat head flashed red, and the two palatal teeth opened and closed forcefully, scraping stone dust on the mountain wall.

The whole canyon resounded with the soft sound of insects swimming on the ground, but when it sounded in all directions, it was enough to make people feel frightened. Zero frowned, it seemed that there were still a large number of mutant poisonous insects inhabiting this canyon. These bugs sting in the depths of the cave during the day and come out of the cave at night to hunt. There are hundreds of caves on these two sides of the mountain wall, and the number of mutant insects that inhabit this place will not be less.

Looking at Albert, who was covered in blood, Zero smiled. It seems that he doesn't need to make a move, naturally there is something to entangle Albert for him. So Zero restrained his breath and found a corner to hide. At this time, iron armored centipedes, sword spiders as big as tabletops, scarlet overlord scorpions, and some indescribable mutant insects continued to emerge from the cave

But in the blink of an eye, the entire canyon was filled with these bugs. And in the eyes of these bugs, Albert, covered in blood, is as conspicuous as a beacon in the dark. The blood in Albert's body made these insects who had been hungry for a day or even several days move their index fingers. In contrast, the zero that has converged its own breath and body odor is as inconspicuous as those stones in the canyon.

Rustle Rustle –

Bugs swam and swam towards Albert from all directions of the canyon. Albert also saw his situation clearly at this time, and couldn't help but curse bad luck. The fishy wind blew in his face, and a huge sword spider jumped out of the cave, and when the hood pressed down on Albert, the arthropod that was as sharp as a sword blade pierced the man below!