Woo

The team's tires streaked across the grass, and the engines made a bright noise.

Garon sat casually and half-reclined in his seat, his eyes slightly squinted, as if he was pretending to sleep.

"Found Rapo!" said the pony-tailed woman who connected to the satellite. "Forty-three kilometres from us. ”

The bald head glanced at Garon, who didn't move, as if he hadn't heard a sound.

"Catch up. He gave the order himself. Touching his blinded eye, a hint of hatred flashed in the bald head's only remaining eye.

"However, there were signs of a large herd of animals gathering ahead. The ponytail woman whispered.

"If you encounter an obstruction, you can kill it directly. The bald man frowned.

"Okay. The ponytail woman understood that if Garon didn't speak, then the head of the team would be bald.

A team of more than 200 people, fully armed, with all kinds of heavy weapons, and what kind of animals will they be afraid of, even if it is an angry elephant herd, they can be killed directly!

The convoy continued on.

Garon slept in the car with his hands folded, but the entire elite and the core members nearby, no one dared to relax their attention on him because he was resting.

They are the ones who know best the will of this seemingly young blonde man. He didn't look like a young man in his twenties at all, but more like a terrifying mercenary with extreme toughness.

Every once in a while, everyone's eyes will pass over the Garon Archer Agricultural Bank.

Garon slept in the car with his hands on his chest.

This time I came to South Africa, I originally thought that I would solve the opponent, and then get the lucky stone clock and go back. Unexpectedly, the lucky stone bell also involved a big secret. And the bearer actually fled the city early.

What he thought was an easy trip was completely ruined.

What was supposed to be a simple tour has now become a long-distance trail.

And that cunning Rapoo used all kinds of means more than once to guide them in the wrong direction. Their tracking experts are novices compared to their counterparts. No wonder that guy was able to live so nourishingly under so many crises.

"Another set of signals was extinguished. The ponytail woman whispered.

"Grass!!" the bald head reached out and tried to slam his fist on the car door. But he immediately glanced at Garon and put it down gently.

How many times have you been along the way?

Rapoo not only let them chase them down, but also kept hunting down the tracking team they let out. So far, more than fifteen people have died at the hands of that guy.

"Pass the order, change to a group of five, I don't believe he can solve five people at once and still don't move!!" the bald head commanded in a low voice.

"Yes. ”

The soldiers in the convoy began to check their weapons and load their ammunition.

A heavy sense of oppression slowly spread. The whole convoy was like a regular army corps, moving at a constant speed towards the village on the edge of the Grand Canyon.

Roar!!

A lioness pounced frantically and slit the throat of a native. But he was immediately stabbed into his abdomen by several sharp spears.

Blood flung onto the surrounding weeds, staining patches of grassland red.

It's just one of those corners, a lion, a wild dog baboon. Madness fluttered and bit like a drug, rushing towards the native village.

Most of them are still afraid of something unknown. Staying outside a circle on the outskirts of the village, a small number of beasts had already rushed into the circle with red eyes, fighting the defending natives.

The village was full of blood and water, both native and beastly.

In the center of the village, in a clean circular area, no one dared to enter the area, whether it was a beast or a native.

There were several people standing in the area. Daryl, the village's witch doctor, was in the middle, holding a cane with a bone chain hanging from it. There are words in the mouth.

Cohen was on her side, and Rossdam. The two of them stood in a position behind her, without any movement, just watching the brutal fight outside in horror.

Cohen was surprised to find that the natives in the village did not seem to be as weak as he had imagined, but seemed to have great strength, speed, and blood, and he saw with his own eyes that two natives and women worked together to kill a lioness.

Their strength seemed to have increased all of a sudden, and their combat movements had become extremely skillful and powerful.

The men were only attacked by the beasts after they were exhausted, and before that, everyone had hunted dozens of creatures. This is the efficiency of horror.

Cohena sometimes wondered if he had met God, and did the natives know how the whites of the slave wars were in the first place?

He only felt a gibberish in his heart, and he didn't know what expression to use.

"Just smile, keep smiling. Rosdam interjected on the side.

"I'm rubbing!" Cohena was startled, "can you stop popping up?"

"It's coming. Rosdam suddenly looked into the distance and said mysteriously. "Remember when you were in Ceylon?"

"Of course. ”

"That old guy used to be the owner of that ruin. ”

"You mean, this old guy and that ruins were built for this old guy?" Cohen reacted immediately, startled.

"He is the messenger of calamity, the pestilence of the earth. That guy was killed and sealed by the tribal chiefs three hundred years ago with the pages of the paper, but now he is resurrected. Rosdam said with a straight face.

"I'm rubbing you, you're telling me myths, I'm killed and resurrected, I'm an archaeologist, do you know what a scientist is, I'm a man who understands science!" Cohen wanted to grab the old man and beat him up. "You've been bragging that you've lived for hundreds of years, and now you're telling me that guy lived for three hundred years and that he's dead and resurrected?

"Well, old friend, I'm so relieved to see you rejuvenated. Rossdam shrugged in frustration.

"Don't interrupt!" Cohen's nerves had always been strong, and the scene didn't frighten him anymore. When the countless black man-eating insects in the ruins attacked, he was just scared and weak, much better than those guys who were full of and urine.

"Careful!

Daryl stood in front and suddenly spoke. "Rossdam. Help me. ”

"Good. Rosdam reached out and went to untie Daryl's clothes.

"I'll wipe it, you two have to mess around, it depends on the occasion!!" Cohen cried.

"Mess with your whole family!!" "Grass!" Rosdam and Darryl burst into foul language at the same time.

"You, you, you, don't you know American language?!!" Cohena pointed at Daryl with a hellish expression.

"I've eaten more sugar than you've ever seen!Shut your mouth, boy!" Daryl slapped Cohen on the shoulder, and the guy was immediately honest. Stiff and unable to move.

This time he saw clearly that instead of undressing, Rosdam was just grabbing Dalyl's back clothes.

The two of them were interrupted by Cohen's like this, and the atmosphere suddenly felt much lighter, no longer as heavy as at the beginning.

Nod to each other. The two exchanged glances.

Darryl opened his mouth and pulled at his throat.

"Woo~~~~~~"

A black book slowly flew out of Rossdam's clothes.

There is no wind, but it seems to have an invisible hand, holding the book. Gently levitate it in the air directly in front of the two of them.

The pages were slowly opened, and they were filled with black text symbols that were distorted to the left, and no one could read what was written on them.

"To the text to the page of the paper," an old voice came from afar along the wind.

The grass in the distance seemed to be crushed by something, and all the dead grass and shrubs were crushed and toppled. The whole earth seemed to be gently combed and pressed by something. It's like combing a blanket with a tool.

Wow

A huge invisible pressure pressed hard against the village.

The beasts howled in terror. Running around, never staying where you are again, but chasing you like some deadly threat is coming after you. He didn't even care about the native opponent who was still fighting at the last moment.

The hordes of beasts fled the village frantically, like a dark torrent, and soon disappeared into the distant grassland.

"Woo~~~~" Daryl was still roaring, her lung capacity seemed to be endless.

But Cohena could see Rosdam with his hand behind her back inhaling heavily, their lungs as if they were connected.

Coax!!

For a moment, Cohen felt like he was directly deaf in his ears. He felt a massive burst of air burst from the black pages floating in the air.

This air flow creates a huge pressure, facing the huge pressure used in the distance.

The surrounding natives were wrapped up in this pressure. They were prostrate on the ground. Throwing away their weapons, they sang and prayed loudly, their expressions reverent.

Rumble!!

There was no sound at all.

But when two pressures collided in the air less than two meters outside the village, for a moment, Cohena felt as if he heard a loud bang. It wasn't a real sound, but more like a loud bang in consciousness.

He subconsciously covered his ears, but the loud noise still couldn't be stopped.

"Be careful!!" someone pulled him, and Cohen felt himself take a step to the right, and then, at the last moment, a large invisible air flow passed past him.

The shoulder was rubbed to the edge of the point, and I only felt a hot pain.

He still couldn't see everything around him, his eyes seemed to be spent, and countless colors and colors were mixed together, twisting and spinning, like a lot of color paint poured into a bucket and stirred, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

There was only a faint sound in my ears.

"His consciousness was shaken, and it was troublesome for his weak consciousness to face such an impact" The voice was staccato and seemed to be Darryl speaking.

Cohena felt like he was in a murky underwater, his body slowing down, unable to see anything but barely hear.

He felt as if he was being pulled and running, through a colourful passageway, over a wriggling and twisting cave. I don't know how long it has been.

Bang bang!!

Suddenly, two thunderous sounds rang in my ears.

Cohen came to his senses, and all his senses quickly returned to normal.

He was shocked to find that he was no longer in the original village. It was dark and seemed to be inside a cave tunnel.

He was being pulled by Rosdam and was right behind Daryl. The three of them were standing at an exit from the cave passage. (To be continued......)