Chapter 20

In the rainy night, Blacka felt that her body was starting to get cold.

The original preparations completely collapsed because of the heavy rain, and the rain extinguished the last hope.

He looked at the sky in vain, the rain soon blurred his eyes.

He felt the pain and rubbed his eyes.

Then he felt someone pat his shoulder. Blacka didn't say anything, just stood silently in the rain.

That was Andy, and the two of them were responsible for trying to find an opportunity to attack the pig on the back of the neck.

The rest of the work is left to others, the carriage is placed alone, the knights are arrayed, and the scouts keep a good view of the surroundings.

Once discovered, it is required to be entangled so that it cannot be forcibly removed from sight.

With this guy's concealment ability, once they get out of control in the forest, they will definitely lose this target. Judging from the two encounters with attacks, there will definitely be victims of the attack. If the movement cannot be restricted immediately, this

The guy can even let them all stay on this land forever without being harmed.

But Blacka had nothing to do with that. All he cared about was how to cut the guy's neck open.

An hour had passed since the goblin's protection period, and Blacka had been submerged in the rain for an hour.

He remained motionless, hiding under the tree crown. But the tree crown did not block all the rain.

He looked up and could only see Andy sitting on the tree opposite. She was holding her knife and leaning against the tree with her eyes closed. She seemed to be resting.

Blacka didn't know what this guy was thinking, he just knew that one of the scouts was dead now.

Now everyone is hostile, so in Blacka's perception, the heavy rain allows him to feel almost all humans around him.

But the only thing I couldn't feel was that guy, as if the guy wasn't hostile at all. One person had already died, but Blacka still didn't know where the guy was.

Right side? Or left side?

I don't know, I don't know, his heart beat faster and he felt like a blind man.

Fifteen minutes later, the second breath disappeared.

"North by east, about 70 to 100 meters away." Blacka almost yelled at the top of his voice in the heavy rain. His face was covered with water, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat, tears or rain.

This time he finally noticed the guy, and he noticed a faint but fleeting hostility.

Blacka turned to look at Andy and found that she was already standing on the branch.

She made a gesture to follow, and then jumped down from the high place.

"Hey, are we going there now?" Blacka wanted to ask, but soon realized that her question was meaningless - the rain was too heavy, and she couldn't hear him at all.

His hand paused in the air for a moment, because he realized that the guy's breath disappeared from his perception again.

Is that really a living thing?

Blacka thought this in her heart, and then silently tightened the ax in her hand.

He wanted to run away first, but followed him subconsciously.

He could only see the curtain of rain and hear the sound of rain.

In the twisted forest, violent rain, Blacka could vaguely hear the sound of metal collision, and the sound of people shouting.

Everything was blurry, and Blacka felt like she had a headache.

This upsetting heavy rain gave him an unbearable headache. It seemed that he had been watered by such heavy rain somewhere a long time ago, and the unfortunate encounters kept washing away the last bit of hope.

Then it became clear immediately, because he was hit and fell into the mud.

Blacka felt like she couldn't breathe, so she subconsciously pushed away the heavy objects on her body.

He tried not to let himself care that it was a piece of heavy armor. The huge dents on it represented the sophistication of the armor and the brutality of the enemy.

Blacka finally saw the monster again.

Surrounded by the rain in a clearing of the forest, the blades held by the four slowly opened arms were placed around the body like a demon.

It was also the first time for him to see how top combat skills were skillfully used.

The twisted body shape incorporates human understanding of the use of weapons, and there is no interference between them. There is no unnecessary movement, and the cuts are fast and swift, flowing like water. There is even a slight sense of beauty.

Blacka regretted it, he should have run away.

Unable to find any flaws, my mission was to attack the back of the neck, but even now no one has been able to get within one meter of this guy.

The guy who had just fallen got up again, stabilized his body, shouted something and rushed forward again.

This is the elite of humanity, completely on a par with monsters.

"If you're scared, just run."

Blacka suddenly heard someone say this in his ear, but he looked around and saw no one.

When you are distracted, you have missed the opportunity.

An arrow cluster penetrated the link of one of this guy's arms at an extremely fast speed.

Once it is penetrated there, there will definitely be loopholes in its actions. Likewise, this means that they will definitely be able to seize the opportunity.

Blacka suddenly realized why those disabled people in the dark place could shoot through his shoulders so reliably. He must have encountered this guy before. This was not the first time he aimed at such a remote target in a dark place. joint.

Dro rushed forward, and the guy hit him with a large shield and sword. The pig type used its secondary limbs to twist its wrist to bypass the shield and then pierced his shoulder diagonally.

The wound spurted blood along the blade. This was originally Andy's weapon and had a special bleeding port on it.

However, Dro just shouted something incomprehensible and inserted the short knife at his waist into its waist.

But it has no effect because he has hardened the body there.

Dro was not the only one who rushed forward, everyone who could still stand up pressed forward. In the chaos, Andy stepped on his armor-clad companion to the back of the neck, and cut out the blade.

Blacka now realized that he should follow, but he hesitated because this was the first time he thought before deciding whether to act.

In the past, he relied on instinct to act. His body moved before his mind, but this time he realized the opportunity and wanted to let his body follow suit.

But I realized that my body was no longer functioning well and I was no longer light.

At this time, a chill swept through my body.

Blacka suddenly realized that one of the monster's eyes was looking at him. The other eyes were spinning around, but only one eye was always staring at him.

Is that guy guarding himself? It's obvious that Andy's attack is about to cut off the back of its neck, so why is it looking at you?

The next moment, everyone who was leaning on it was blown away by the blazing air waves. The white mist in the rain expanded rapidly in the rain.

Blacka's mind was completely empty. This was an unprecedented situation. The white mist was obviously the temperature at which water evaporated. When the heat hit his face, he felt that he was completely lost.

The body's instincts, which had been offline since just now, suddenly came to life at this moment. His body moved as he swung the axe. In an environment where he couldn't see anything at all, he heard the sound of metal colliding.

Along with the huge pressure came high temperature. Blacka was aware of the pain in his arm, but he still pressed down his body and turned the back half of his body to slash the ax horizontally.

It felt strange, but Blacka knew that he had hit this guy, and at the same time he immediately realized that the wound was too shallow. So he immediately turned the ax into a defensive posture, and the frontal pressure knocked him away.

Then his head became empty, and Blacka could no longer think of anything in his mind. He himself also broke two trees and fell hard into the quagmire.

But he is still alive, not even comatose. This is not good news now, because there is pain that is hard to ignore all over his body - half of his arm holding the ax has been burned extensively, and his whole body has been burned.

Then it turned red.

This was the most painful thing, followed by the unbearable pain in his back. No matter how strong his body was, it felt like the bones and muscles behind him were completely broken.

"Can you still move?"

When Blacka heard someone asking herself this, she raised her head and saw Duoyan standing there.

He put a bottle in front of him and said it was painkillers. Then he moved again with the crossbow.

Blacka ignored the bottle of medicine and struggled to lift herself up from the ground.

At this time, he saw that humans had been completely driven away from the white mist range - the temperature of that thing was too high, and humans could not move in such a place.

The goblin said that this guy was a little afraid of fire, but he didn't say that this guy could raise his own temperature. The rainwater just fell on his body and turned into water vapor, while Blacka almost completely destroyed one arm with just one contact.

Wasted.

This, how to fight this?

Blacka didn't know, he just felt a little futile. Everyone was moving around quickly in order to kill this monster, and they didn't panic even if they encountered a situation that they had never thought of before.

Don't these guys know they are afraid? Blacka doesn't know why these people are still so calm until now. Although he forces himself not to care, he has also noticed that no one is intact now. Everyone is suffering from

suffered serious injuries.

But no one gave up, and their fearless courage made people laugh.

Blacka doesn't want to wait any longer. So far, they haven't found a way to kill him. If they delay it any longer, their losses will be far greater than hiring goblins, right?

But he groped around his body, and the last bit of luck was gone. His bell could not be found.

It was obviously in his pocket and could be taken out at any time. But he didn't know when he would find it again. Maybe it was when he ran over in the rain, or maybe it was when he was shot away just now.

All in all, I don’t know where his bell was left. Now that it’s been raining heavily, it should have been buried in the soil.

Blacka's body froze for a moment, and he subconsciously held the ax and jumped up. Then he was whipped away again.
To be continued...