Extraordinary Voyage Chapter 319: Arakkoa and the evil spirit of the bereaved child
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The branches and leaves blocking the way were violently broken through.
After leaving the camp, the team replaced it with the "Brown Bear Warrior" Uvakaza, who was physically strong and familiar with the terrain, and opened the way forward.
In the rampage, it really looks like a huge brown bear dominating the forest!
Behind him.
The tribal leader Apsova, the director Nekado, and Ivan, and the indigenous and Falettis mixed guards, each with a total of ten people, used a single column to advance all the way at the fastest speed.
Because it gradually penetrates into the primitive mountain forest, it is impossible to ride a horse in such a complex terrain.
In order to take care of Director Necardo, who was determined but his physical condition was really hindering him, after they had walked for a while, two members of the guards had to drag him away.
I saw later that he really slowed down.
Gary directly carried him on his shoulders, but the weight of two hundred catties, even if he was already wearing heavy armor, was nothing to Gary, who was born with supernatural power.
The speed of the team immediately jumped a step!
However, that's it.
They walked along the path the hunters drove through, through a large deciduous broad-leaved mountain forest, and rushed all the way for nearly an hour before finally hearing the sound of water coming from a distance.
There is the destination of their trip, the hunting ground for the Yucatan tribe to hunt beavers: Lengshuihewan.
However.
Clang clang
Boom! boom! boom!
At the same time as the sound of water, there was the sound of weapons clanging, and the gunfire of flintlock muskets echoed in the forest for a long time.
The birds inhabiting here were all startled to fly.
Slowed down and continued to approach, and soon they heard the voice from over there again.
"Damn, they rushed here again!"
"The **** of the North West Leather Goods Company, what the **** did you provoke this time?! I swear I will never wipe them again!"
"Shut up! Keep shooting, try hitting them in the head this time."
And it is not the native language of the local Atrians, but the lingua franca of the Tulip Alliance!
A strong, vomiting smell of blood followed.
Instead of rushing out, the lead "brown bear warrior" has rich experience, staying at the edge of the forest, scratching his leaves and observing the movement on the river beach.
Otherwise.
It would be a tragedy if he rushed out with a dull head and was sneered by the fighting guys over there.
Ivan, who followed closely, also saw the situation over there with his own eyes.
In other words, after determining the location of the hunting ground based on the direction of travel and the bloodstains on the ground, the few needle-tailed Swifts that had been brought ashore alone had already transmitted information to him.
"Arakkoa troops belonging to the kingdom?"
What Ivan saw was a three-person team.
Wearing a uniform style of black long leather trench coat with spiked breasts, a scabbard over the waist of the army boots, and an armed belt slung across the shoulders. No trace of skin was exposed on the whole body.
They all wear their iconic full-cover beak masks on their heads. They only rely on transparent crystals on their eyes to see things, and with black-toned clothing, they look like three human-shaped crows from a distance. !
The purpose of the arakkoa forces: to block the dangers of the extraordinary world and the mysterious side from the world where ordinary people live with flesh and blood.
Obviously, the **** of this special force is indispensable in the land where the pioneers are constantly making progress.
Especially on this strange continent where there are so many weird events.
When Ivan arrived, their muskets were empty.
The arakkoa squad is brandishing a long sword with a silver human-shaped crow emblem, fighting together with a group of terrifying "humans" who are covered in blood and have no skin on their heads.
Puff
Crack
Broken limbs and flying flesh and blood
It's just that the group of guys whose skin was stripped off, even if the blood was almost completely drained, were still alive, or even stronger than they were before they were alive.
It is like liberating all the limitations of the body, without considering the endurance of bones, muscles, and tendons. Under a weird force, it destructively releases the internal power of the body.
Wielding a hunting knife fiercely rushed to the triangular defensive array formed by the arakkoa.
Boom! boom! boom!
What's even more exaggerated is that the guy with the shotgun among them still knows how to load ammunition in the distance and shoot back.
This situation is far from being able to be explained simply by "living corpses".
So, even if the single power is obviously dominated by the arakkoa, those weird guys rely on their numerical advantages and cooperation to compress the space of activities belonging to the three arakkoa step by step.
When they arrived, the arakkoa squad, whose strength was the pinnacle of apprentice knights, was already in danger.
"Chief Apsova, who belongs to the official arakkoa troops of our kingdom, is a special combatant who is responsible for handling weird incidents.
Maybe this strange incident not only happened in our camp, but other places were also affected. "
Fearing to cause accidental injury, Aiwen explained to the natives around him.
Actually, weird events happen frequently in this land.
The so-called normal world is indistinguishable from the mysterious side, so whether it is a native or Nekaduo is no stranger to arakkoa troops.
Because the skin on the heads of the "skinless people" was still preserved, they easily recognized the identities of these two dozen "people".
"Except for the three hunters of the Yucatan tribe, most of them here belong to the hunting team of North West Fur Company!
Obviously, the North West Leather Company had an accident earlier than us. They must have called the arakkoa to investigate.
Don't froze, you guys go and help! "
Director Necardo gave an order, and the guards armed with guns swarmed out behind them. The line-up shot directly at the crazy "skinless people".
Now the common use of fixed-loaded bullets with paper shells (the paper shells need to be pierced in advance, or the guns are loaded beforehand), so that skilled gunners can achieve a rate of fire of five to six rounds per minute.
The combined firepower of ten people is still considerable.
Boom! boom! boom! boom!
The continuous cyan smoke is rising.
A huge black shadow has rushed out.
Seeing the "Brown Bear Warrior" Uvakaza, who had also been killed by the three tribesmen who hadn't gone back, was already out of anger at this time.
Roar!
There was a fierce roar in the charge, the totem pattern on his body was constantly twisting, and a faintly heard bear roar that frightened the mountains and forests. The body of this native warrior had swelled by one-third, and every step was a movement of the mountain. shake.
Boom! boom! boom!
This kind of momentum compares favorably with a real brown bear weighing hundreds of kilograms.
Combined with the white solid wood, gum, and sharp obsidian slices in your hand, plus the obsidian saw sword blessed by shaman witchcraft, it’s a **** blocking and killing gods!
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the "Brown Bear Warrior" has plunged into the "skinless man" array.
As an official transcendent, Uwakaza is basically a devastating existence for these enemies who were originally ordinary people and were at most mid-level probation level after being manipulated by inexplicable powers.
For these guys who have long been out of the common sense of biology, the result of the lead shot of the rifle is extremely small.
Even if it hits the head, it is not fatal at all. The guy who has already drained blood is obviously not under the control of the brain for a long time.
But.
But he couldn't resist the violent dismantling of the "Brown Bear Warrior" at all.
Seeing the unexpected arrival of reinforcements, the three arakkoa who had been fighting for a long time were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Even if the reinforcements were natives, they were barely allies when they were honeymooning with the Hurons for the time being.
"Be careful, we suspect that they are all cursed by some evil spirit, and the Lord has not shown up yet."
In fact, the weird skinning incident first started with the hunting team of the North West Fur Company.
The company site is suspected of being warned and intimidated by the strange existence.
A member of the hunting team was found dead tragically in the cargo yard, with two skins beside him, one belonging to him and the other belonging to a "beautiful" beaver.
However, ordinary people were not as cautious as the indigenous leaders. When they saw the fur, many people couldn't resist the temptation to touch the beautiful fur. You can imagine the situation that followed, and the scene was almost for a while. out of control.
After being overwhelmed by the company, the Arkansas troops sent a three-person team to find here, but they were almost overwhelmed by the swarming victims of the curse.
If it weren't for the weird existence behind the trick, which accidentally attracted Aiwen and his party, there would be three more "skinless people" here today.
The "Brown Bear" enters the battlefield, and the battlefield situation has been easily controlled.
On the other side, the leader of the tribe, Apsova, has carried a white oak cane and went straight to the river.
He knows that if the source is not resolved or the source is expelled, it will be useless to kill more "skinless people", and as long as the people continue to hunt, they will always face the threat of terror.
So.
Standing by the river, Apsova put the white oak staff in his hand on the ground heavily, calling out a name in a cuckoo-like tone. Update the fastest mobile terminal::
"Pocatello Pocatello"
Obviously, the voice is not loud, but there seems to be magical power in his thin body, and the river in front of him is shocked by his voice, producing waves of ripples.
"Pocatello"
"Ah! I thought about it!"
It is very likely that the behind-the-scenes man who is hiding in the dark and watching the crowd hasn’t responded yet~ IndoMTL.com~ Niccardo, standing far behind Apsova, suddenly called after hearing the name. Ji Ling seemed to be suddenly awakened from a state of half-dream and half-awake.
"What's wrong, Mr. Director?"
Since they don't need to shoot Aiwen by themselves, they are of course happy, and they all followed the leader to the river.
Besides, the posture is laid-back. Whether it's a "skinless man" who is only a trainee or a possible enemy, in terms of the intensity of the curse, it should be far from the level of a complete evil spirit.
Even, who has advanced in strength and has a lot of hole cards, is of course full of confidence. If the indigenous leader can get rid of the evil spirits a little bit, this trip will really become an outing.
"I may know where the curse behind the **** skin comes from!
It's Pocatello! Pocatello, the legend of Atrian in this area, the ‘lost son’s evil spirit’! "