Extraordinary Sailing

When the hunting troops led by Aiwen were still trekking in the wilderness forest.

The straight-line distance from them was no more than two hundred kilometers, the boundary between the Ilia colony and the wilderness.

boom! boom! boom!

"kill!"

"Yahoo--!"

The dense gunfire, the loud shouts of killing, and the pervasive smoke of gunpowder signaled the beginning of another killing.

"Hahaha, sinful intruders, offer your hearts to the great sea shark Ovig!"

The most powerful warrior in the Araukan clan and the tribal chief, Mangunke laughed wildly and charged.

On his two-meter-high body, a pair of ferocious great white shark totem patterns were constantly writhing on the surface of the skin, as if he already had his own consciousness and was about to come alive.

There are even black and blue lines on its back that have broken through the limitation of the skin, branching out, forming a protrusion similar to the dorsal fin of a shark.

Wielding the obsidian saw sword called "Marquawit" by the natives, he took the lead in smashing the gunpowder smoke on the battlefield, and broke into the array of pioneer muskets guarded by danger.

bang——

It was as if a meteor from high heaven fell to the ground, crushing everything that dared to stand in his way.

Behind him, hundreds of native warriors swarmed in like two wings, setting off a bloodbath among the pioneers in the blink of an eye.

Among the Blazers, whether they are standing firm or fleeing in the chaos, the outcome will be the same.

During this period of time, their tactic of using Musketeers to rush quickly and cooperate with totem warriors to charge the battle has been tried and tested repeatedly, although it has some wear and tear on ordinary warriors in the tribe.

After six massacres, they had to take risks because they needed to kill the enemy with their own hands, the number of young and strong members of the Araucan clan had dropped to a very dangerous two hundred and twenty people.

But it is completely worth it. By letting the tribe eat the enemy's heart to gain strength, the overall strength of the tribe has ushered in explosive growth.

The total number of totem warriors has reached a shocking 16 people, even compared with those big tribes, it is not too much.

Especially Mangu Enke, as the chief, has already ushered in the threshold of qualitative change of the totem engraving with sufficient superhuman heart benefits!

"Kill them all!"

Because of the absolute superiority of extraordinary strength, currently no settlement can successfully resist their offensive.

After breaking the formation, in just a few minutes, this pioneering town has turned into a slaughterhouse-like hell of flesh and blood, with almost no place to set foot.

However, both sides in the final battle seem to be very adaptable to this scene.

"No matter what you are, you are already the last sacrifice, don't try to escape, give your heart to the great sea shark Ovig!"

The final opponent before Mangu Enke is not a human being, but a monster with a black face that looks like a dog and looks like a human.

It was clearly a ghoul stationed in the town!

Although it was ready to rush out of the town and escape directly from the beginning, how could it be so easy to escape when it was surrounded by the superior force of the natives?

Finally, he was blocked in the town by a group of totem warriors.

"It's just a lowly human being. I want to see who eats whom in the end?"

As a regulator, the ghoul didn't want to intervene in the struggle between the natives and the pioneers, but his enemies obviously didn't think so.

Looking at the natives who couldn't wait to eat, after being pushed to the extreme, the ghoul spat out a sentence viciously.

The second-order ghoul with blue hook claws popped out of both hands, and rushed towards Mangu Enke with ice blue extraordinary aura swirling all over his body.

call out--

Actions like the wind and infinite strength are the perfect descriptions of this kind of creature. Ivan chopped melons and vegetables before, but it doesn't mean that this kind of creature is not strong.

The hook claws shredded the gale, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Manguenke's chest.

"Hahaha, good time."

The native chief took a deep breath, and his body swelled by half in an instant, and more features that belonged to the great white shark appeared, clearly turning into a giant deep-sea beast that came ashore.

Bang——

Amidst the sound of the blunt knife chopping on the iron wood, the powerful claws were directly stuck within a few centimeters of the flesh.

Click!

Then, under the unbelievable eyes of the ghoul, Manguenke cut off his ugly blue-black head with a sword.

The strength of the second-order peak is vividly reflected in him, and it also proves that the outcome of the battle really has nothing to do with race.

Without strength, even a predator would become a meal on the plate.

After a while.

Manguenke knelt on one knee, holding the blue-purple heart of the ghoul that was cold but still beating stubbornly with both hands, and raised it above his head:

"Ovig the Great Shark! The storm is your breath, the thunder is your heartbeat, and the raging waves are the wake of your swim across the seas

Your loyal subjects sacrifice the flesh of your enemies to you! Give me strength! Give me eternal life! "

After reading the prayer devoutly, Manguenke swallowed the heart that once belonged to an intelligent and extraordinary creature.

Feeling the scorching hot current surging in his body, he is subtly transforming his body.

He jumped up from the ground, and the muscles and bones all over his body were crackling.

The bluish-black totem tattoo on the surface of the skin is also slightly red, like a big net that has reached its limit, trying its best to catch the violent deep-sea giant "flesh".

The mouth grinned open, revealing bloodshot white teeth.

"Ha! It's finally come to this point, the shaman under the crow lady really didn't lie to me.

As long as my spirit is attuned to the great sea shark Ovig, I can truly complete the qualitative change of the extraordinary level.

And I—Mangu Enke, as the first third-order totem warrior of the Araucan clan, will eventually lead the clan to true glory! "

"Mongunk!"

"Mongunk!"

The natives around him who had also completed the sacrifice had already realized what had happened to the chief and shouted his name one after another.

It's like worshiping a god.

The hunting troops led by Aiwen are dominated by Fleck in bearskin state, supplemented by Wilder's squirrels.

Follow the trails left by the chieftains of the Araucan clan, following the scent of the special potion that was sprinkled on them.

One day later, it had completely left the colony of the Kingdom of Phalitis, and went deep into the wilderness and even reached the border of the Kingdom of Elijah.

"Are all these bastards rabbits? They run so fast!"

Holding the pendulum he used for divination, Milan secretly cursed.

After actually tracking down the traces of the large indigenous troops, they found that there were no traces of the migration of thousands of people from an entire tribe in the intelligence.

Apparently there had been a diversion of their ranks at least before they reached Norwalk.

Even though it is a hunting tribe, the risk factor of bringing the old, young, women and children in this bloody operation is still too high, and it will greatly weaken the mobility of the team.

So what Aiwen and the others are about to face will be a team of strong warriors who are all familiar with the wilderness environment, and they don't know how much they have been strengthened by the evil ritual.

but.

At this time, although these indigenous warriors had been paying attention to concealment, after collecting a sufficient amount of information and traces along the way, Aiwen and his party who came straight in caught their tails.

Unfortunately, it was also the time when they had just finished committing the crime again.

Looking at the small town with the flag of the Kingdom of Ilia fluttering not far away, the warrant officer Rody who volunteered to act as the forward asked:

"Your Excellency, what should we do? Do we need to coordinate with the local garrison?"

"Don't worry about them, just go in directly, we have the official authority to handle cases across regions, and we can report it afterwards.

Besides, it is not certain whether it is the governor or other cats and dogs who are in charge in this area. "

"yes!"

As the first person to discover, Aiwen directly led the hunting troops into Ilia, a small town that had not been developed for a long time.

Uh, without pre-processing, it is an "authentic" town like a slaughterhouse.

The disgusting smell of blood seemed to penetrate the body from the pores, and even many veterans felt a little uncomfortable.

But seeing the scene here, Aiwen also made sure that at least these guys didn't have any enmity with a certain country, and they came specifically to target Phalatis' colony.

For the time being, the interference factors of other foreign forces can be ruled out, and it is enough to deal with these natives alone.

Then they also saw a ghoul lying on the ground, even the color of blood was different from others.

"These guys are so ruthless, they don't even let go of strange things like ghouls that don't live or die."

"Since it's a ritual, you don't need to worry about the superficial things, as long as the essence of mysticism is consistent."

Aiwen explained to his officers that the limited spread of mysterious knowledge is more conducive to their future survival in the extraordinary world.

The guy who eats people is eventually eaten by people, but it is also a feng shui cycle of retribution.

And the most crucial point is.

The traces of the aborigines' departure are still very fresh. With the "smell map", "divination", and "real-time holographic map of seagulls", Ai Wen and his party finally locked their tracks.

It was also the first time to see their real appearance in the sight of seagulls.

It was a group of about 200 aborigines on horseback. Both the smell and the totem tattoos on their bodies were consistent with the information they had.

But instead of heading north, they turned back east and ran all the way to the sea.

Immediately, seagulls flew down from the sky like arrows and followed closely behind them. In Aiwen's three-dimensional detection network, as long as the tail was exposed, there was no need to think about escaping.

Although it is temporarily unclear why they ended the original massacre, it did not prevent Aiwen from making the next decision.

"Bess, inform the first mate Boris to drive the 'Storm Horn' back to the north. The specific location will be reported at any time through the spiritual network!"

"Yes, sir!"

At this time, except for the young and strong warriors who went to hunt the colonists in the Araucan clan.

After the division of troops, the remaining old, young, women and children have already camped by the sea, and the shamans have erected the totem poles that they have belonged to Ovig, the great sea shark, the spirit of nature for generations.

The totem pole is three meters high, and it is composed of reliefs of human faces with various expressions and round carvings of great white sharks in blue as the main tone.

There is also an abstract crow-shaped blood-colored stone inlaid at the very top, emitting an ominous blood-colored aura.

At this time, on the stone altar under the totem pole, in accordance with the tradition of the Atrians, there are all kinds of exquisitely shaped pure gold sacrificial vessels, flowers, and piles of human scalps!

boom boom boom boom boom

A raging bonfire was lit, and under the auspices of two shamans, a large group of aboriginal girls with bright feathers on their heads danced a flamboyant ancient ritual dance around the totem pole accompanied by drumbeats.

A terrifying and sacred ceremony belonging to the indigenous tribe is about to begin!

Push books for friends. Start with a bow, and the guns all depend on picking up.

In order to survive, Han Zichuan can only go deep into the terrible dungeon again and again, looking for a solution to his family's curse, otherwise he will die in nine years.

In this mysterious world full of ghosts, how should he survive; and in this future world controlled by evil consortiums, how should he rise up to resist.

Dungeon, weirdness, mutation, old days, Cthulhu, cyberpunk, mysterious world... This world made him feel strange.