End Times Dust Light

  Compared with what David said, Lu Ziming is more concerned about his own survival. As long as there is no problem with the space, it does not matter whether it becomes larger or smaller.

He leaned behind the rock and didn’t bother to say a word to two foreigners. Before the virus broke out, these foreigners were arrogant and arrogant. Although he didn’t have any racial discrimination, he didn’t bother to talk to these foreigners. Dealing with people who think it is a superior breed.

  In contrast, Idita has a professorial temperament and a bad temper. It may be that David was worried about his life and said these things to Lu Ziming.

   "Lu! What should I do now?" Zhuoma stabbed Lu Ziming in thought.

   "Wait, isn't there another group of people in front? There will be news soon", counting the time, the second group of people I saw has entered the jungle for almost two or three hours.

   "Road! Are we here to keep watching?"

   "Now someone helps us find the way, what else do you want? This may be more dangerous than the passage maze. Look at the monsters just now. As long as four or five appear, none of us want to get out of the jungle?"

  Lu Ziming estimated that he could deal with two flying raptors at most at the same time, Haribari could deal with one, and the rest were basically at the bottom of the food chain, so he didn't dare to risk his life.

He is not afraid of taking risks, but he will not rush into chaos, let alone do things that he cannot accomplish without purpose. He dared to enter the sacred mountain, and he was prepared to face all kinds of dangers, but he did not show that he was not afraid of death. . It is precisely because he is afraid of death that he will cherish life more and know how to avoid unnecessary risks.

  As a hunter before, I knew what I could do and what I couldn’t do. Before doing things, I would make a risk assessment to judge whether it was worth taking the risk.

  Since someone rushed into the jungle to take an adventure in order to obtain the holy sword, he would certainly stand aside calmly to observe and think.

  It’s not a question of whether to take risks, but how to minimize the danger and exclude the predictable danger from the plan in advance, so that we can know ourselves and the enemy in every possible battle.

  Of course, this is just a pre-judgment, and it cannot prevent the occurrence of danger, but at least it reduces the existence of danger.

  Dolma sat down beside the rock, staring blankly at the jungle not far away, wondering what was thinking in her mind? After a long time, Zhuoma stood up suddenly, his eyes flashed with horror, slightly trembling fingers pointed at the disturbed jungle in the distance, and his voice trembled: "Flying dragons! Many flying dragons!"

  Everyone looked up at the same time, and saw the trees in the depths of the jungle swaying, the sound of "sasa" spread throughout the basin, piercing screams one after another, and a hunting by flying raptors was going on bloody.

  Not long after, heart-piercing calls for help sounded from the edge of the jungle, and several figures stumbling and running out in embarrassment, pushing and shoving each other, not to mention the length of two legs.

A flying raptor swooped down from a high place, and its sharp hind limbs directly pierced the back of a figure. The figure covered in blood dragged its mutilated body, grasping the ground with both hands, desperately moving towards the jungle step by step. Crawling outside, leaving behind a long string of blood.

A man saw a flying raptor pounce at him, grabbed a woman beside him and smashed it towards the flying raptor. The sharp and hard beak of the flying raptor cut through the woman’s abdomen in the air, and the whole head penetrated into the woman’s abdominal cavity. The internal organs of the woman's body were scattered all over the place, and the internal organs with body temperature attracted the attention of other flying dragons, and they bit the woman's internal organs frantically. The woman was not dead yet. She desperately grabbed a handful of warm internal organs and stuffed it into her abdomen, but her body was slowly losing control, her limbs began to twitch, the corners of her mouth were dripping with blood, but her eyes were dead. Staring at the man who put himself to death.

  The man did not run far, so he was overtaken by a flying raptor behind him. The flying raptor jumped high, and his sharp hind limbs grabbed the man’s shoulders.

  The man seemed to feel the danger coming, and his body dashed forward, jumping towards a pond at the edge of the jungle, and his body quickly hid under the water.

The flying raptor rushed to the pond and found that the target had disappeared. He hovered unwillingly by the water's edge and poked his head into the water from time to time. However, it seemed to be afraid of the water. It panicked and kept a certain distance from the pond and hesitated. Do you want to rush into the water and find your own food?

  Lu Ziming stared at the pond not far away in surprise, observing the every move of the flying raptor by the water, aura flashed through his mind, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  The flying raptor wandered around the water for a long time. After hesitating for a moment, he unwillingly let out a "coo" neigh from the water, and turned his head back to the jungle.

  The man who survived the catastrophe poked his head out of the water. After looking around nervously, he climbed out of the pond and ran towards the hillside.

   "Haribari, kill him!"

   "What?" Haribari looked at Lu Ziming in surprise.

   "Kill him", three cold words popped out of his mouth one by one, without the slightest anger, only cruelty and indifference.

Haribari hesitated, feeling that the surrounding air suddenly dropped a few degrees, making people shudder from the cold. His cold eyes stared at the man who crawled out of the pond, as if death was looking at him. prey.

   "Road! That person...", Zhuo Ma had just said half a sentence when she found that she was staring at a pair of sharp eyes, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to say any more.

  The scene suddenly became cold. Haribari turned to look at his companions and found that they had hidden their figures behind the rock, only standing in front of them alone. At this moment, he felt scared.

Haribari, who was struggling in his heart, suddenly grasped the steel knife in his hand, like a beast on the grassland pounced on the man who had just crawled out of the pond.

   Bringing the man who had escaped the joy of life from the pond, suddenly looked up and saw a figure rushing from the mountain, and excitedly waved at the figure: "Save me!"

The **** of death came so quickly, the man's eyes changed from joy to excitement, then to fear, a bright white light flashed from the depths of his pupils, and the next moment he became puzzled, his hands tightly grasped On the neck, blood gushing from the gap between the fingers, looking at the figure that appeared in front of him with nostalgia for the world, stretched out a blood-stained hand and grabbed the figure in front of him, as if asking angrily: Why? Why kill me!

  With the blood gushing out of his neck, the man's life was losing rapidly, his feeble **** hands were unwilling to leave a bright red handprint on the figure in front of him, and he knelt down slowly, hoping that the figure could give him an explanation.