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Swish!

The moment he walked out of the space-time gate, his vision suddenly darkened.

Towering trees, dark and humid air.

And, endless primitive jungle.

He looked up at the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky, and faint starlight shone through the gaps between branches and leaves.

Rhode's nervous mood relaxed slightly.

Fortunately, it was not the doomsday wasteland world he imagined, nor was it the high-dimensional world where gods and demons roamed everywhere.

Of course, there could be other dangers.

So, it is better to be careful.

"There are only trees. Which direction should I go?"

Rod rubbed his chin and suddenly saw a fire in front of him.

Moreover, it was not far from where he was.

The fire meant that someone was alive.

"I'm not familiar with the place, so I'd better find an aboriginal to talk to first."

Touching the shotgun on his waist, Rhode felt a little relieved.

He walked towards the direction of the fire.

A few minutes later, a bonfire came into view.

Beside the bonfire, a vague figure was eating with his head down.

People? Who is it ?���Rhode breathed a sigh of relief.

Since they were human, they could communicate.

Even if they couldn't speak the same language, they could still communicate through their actions and body language.

""Friend, I am a lost traveler, can I ask for directions?"

Rhodes strode towards the campfire, and when he was less than twenty steps away from the campfire, his steps suddenly stopped.

A strong smell of blood rushed into his nose.

Rhodes saw clearly what the man ate.

A leg, a human thigh.

Hearing the movement, the man who was eating slowly raised his head.

The dark eyes, without the distinction between pupils and whites of the eyes, and the face covered with dense hair, looked more like a beast than a human.

Damn!

Rhodes' heart suddenly felt like a dog, and his mind was full of swear words.

Without saying a word, he turned around and ran.

With a glance, he saw the monster next to the campfire, threw away the thigh in his hand, and ran towards him at a very fast speed.

The monster was very fast. In a few breaths, the distance between the two was shortened to more than ten steps.

"You bastard, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Rhodes gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He stopped on the spot, took out his gun, turned around, and pulled the trigger.

All the actions were done in one go.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fire splashed!

All six bullets in the revolver hit the monster.

The monster covered in blood wailed miserably, and instead of stopping, it rushed towards Rhodes with great ferocity.

There was no time to change guns, so he could only bite the bullet and fight this monster in close combat.

Puff!

Rhodes punched the monster directly in the face, and the terrifying force directly broke the monster's nose.

He grabbed the monster's two arms with one hand each, and directly pressed the monster to the ground with a grappling technique.

Looking at the monster struggling hard on the ground, but he couldn't shake him at all Seeing this monster, Rhode couldn't help but curl his lips.

I thought it was very powerful.

But it was just like this? Looking at the monster with holes all over its body, this guy, except for his strong vitality and faster speed, could not compare with him in terms of strength.

At this moment, a ray of moonlight fell and shone on the monster.

In an instant, something strange happened.

The monster illuminated by the moonlight first let out a painful wail, and then the hair on its body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound pierced by the revolver was also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The cheekbones on the face that originally looked a bit human protruded forward, and the teeth turned into sharp fangs.

In just a few minutes, the hairy monster turned into a werewolf.

""Awooo!"

The werewolf howled loudly, and his frail body became strong, struggling madly.

His strength had at least doubled compared to before.

Rhode tried his best but couldn't hold this guy down.

"Good fellow, he can transform."

However, what's the use of transformation?

In this modern era, who wants to fight with you?

Rhodes suddenly let go of his hand and stepped back.

The werewolf that was pinned to the ground lost his restraints, jumped up on the spot, turned around and was about to pounce.

What greeted him were two dark gun barrels.

Rhodes calmly took out a double-barreled shotgun from his personal space, and looked calmly at the werewolf who was stunned in place because of excessive shock.

My lord, times have changed.

The werewolf's pupils trembled. Although it didn't know what this thing was, the instinct of the beast told it that the thing in the hands of this human was very dangerous.

Seeing the werewolf turn around and run, Rhodes was very calm.

Come as you please, leave as you please? Do you think this is your home?

At this distance, at this angle, all beings are equal in front of the sprayer.

Not to mention the werewolf, even God would have to die.

Pull the trigger

"Goodbye!"

Bang!

There was a bang and a flash of fire.

At such a close distance, the power of the shotgun was brought to its extreme.

The densely packed marbles were like flowers scattered by a fairy, directly tearing half of the werewolf's body apart.

Looking at the werewolf lying on the ground and unable to move, Rhodes' expression was unusually calm.

This is the power of technology.

All fear comes from insufficient firepower.

God?

How many divisions does he have?