I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Incandescent flames soared into the sky, and terrifying heat swept through.

In the blink of an eye, there was a forbidden area with no grass and no life in the eerie black forest, as if it had been separated from this "other world".

Taking out the green bottle of water-based fire extinguisher that had been prepared, he skillfully sprayed it all over his body. The young man walked through the flames that had not yet been extinguished, stepped on the red-burned ground, and walked into the center of the fire.

This death place where life is exterminated is exactly the safe zone he chose.

After a period of exploration and verification, he roughly figured out the operating rules of the Black Forest.

Unlike other ancestors, Fu Hailin itself has no intelligence, and its actions completely follow instinct.

Appearing once every fifty years, swallowing up all life in the process of movement is actually a process of predation and digestion. The length of time it appears depends on the amount of life around it. To put it bluntly, when they are hungry, they come out to hunt, when they are full, they go back to sleep, and when they are hungry, they come out to hunt again.

The method of hunting is very simple. All the animals and plants in the forest are part of it. The plants suck blood and the animals gnaw, leaving only the bones. On the other hand, as long as all animals and plants within a certain range are eliminated, the threat of Fu Hailin will be greatly reduced. Although the forest itself also has the powerful recovery ability of vampires, the tree's dependence on the root system can still buy a lot of time, which gives Shinji a chance to eliminate fatigue and recover his physical strength.

Fu Hailin is too large and constantly moving. Without a map or sign, it is undoubtedly a difficult task to find the True Red Throne in the center.

Thanks to the news from Elquit, Shinji was the first person to enter the Fuhai Forest. However, after staying in the forest for five days, traveling a distance of more than 200 kilometers, and consuming a large amount of ammunition reserves, he still failed. Find the Red Throne. All that can be determined is the fact that it is getting closer and closer to the target - the greater the threat to the creature, the more aggressive it will be. Shenji can clearly feel that the intensity and frequency of forest attacks are getting higher and higher. In the small world, Ammunition inventories have also become increasingly tight.

"There are only a dozen flamethrowers left, thirty incendiary bombs, and not much explosives. There is a surplus of RPGs, but they are not used here. If this trend continues, the most we can do is support One day, and then I have to rely on myself. Alas, Britain is a peaceful area after all, and it is already very difficult to get so many things. In the Middle East, it would be easy to last another ten days and a half."

With a physique similar to that of a human from the Age of Gods, the young man ignored the hot air and sighed deeply. The forest outside the flames was pulsing, ready to erode inward and regain the lost ground at any time, leaving him not enough time.

"Would you like to go into the small world and rest for a while? Although you can't see the outside situation, the environment inside is much more comfortable than outside. With the incarnation of nature, Elquit, there is no need to worry about the 'Great Source' being cut off..."

The boy was holding a backpack made of special materials while calculating the erosion rate of the forest.

At this moment, his ears suddenly moved, and then a grenade was thrown in a certain direction behind him.

There was a boom, the grenade exploded, and a big tree couldn't bear the impact and fell down.

At the same time, a figure rushed out in embarrassment, obviously affected by the explosion.

Shen Er held the bag in his left hand and held two grenades in his right hand. He asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

"Freddy the Magician."

The disgraced man announced his name in a dignified manner, giving people a free and uninhibited feeling.

He is said to be a magician, but in fact he is dressed more like a swordsman. The light attire, the one-handed sword that shines with cold light, and the way he holds the sword all show that he has extremely high attainments in swordsmanship, perhaps longer than he has practiced magic.

The backpack in his hand slipped quietly, and the left hand carrying the bag moved to his waist, holding the Thompson Contender - no matter who it was, being able to go deep here shows that this is not an easy person to deal with, let alone the name Freddy that Shiner has heard of.

A free and unfettered powerful magician, he is also an extremely good swordsman.

Magical attainments can be ranked at the forefront in the clock tower, and swordsmanship prowess is also the same in the martial arts world. He is a typical practical warrior.

"Are you also eyeing the True Red Fruit?"

"You know it, but besides that legendary fruit, what else can attract us?"

Freddie dusted himself off and made every move calmly, showing strong confidence and strong confidence in his strength.

"It is said that there is only one true red fruit." Shenji pushed the gun's safety with a slight push of his finger.

"So, only one person can get the treasure." Freddy moved the tip of his sword upward and pointed it at Shenji's chest. "No, even if there is a second one, I don't want to give it to anyone else."

"What a coincidence, that's what I thought too." The corners of Shen'er's mouth rose, with an undisguised ferocity in the curve, "It seems that there is nothing left to talk about between us."

"There is indeed nothing to talk about." Freddy also smiled, with a smile that was both aristocratic elegance and a gladiator's wildness. "If you want to talk, talk with strength."

Before the words fell, the two of them started to act in unison.

Shinji flicked the fingers of his right hand and pulled out the grenade's ring. With a flick of his left wrist, Thompson Contender was held in his hand.

Freddy only made one move, lunge forward as fast as possible. He is not one of those academic magicians. He has extremely rich practical experience and knows the advantages and disadvantages of modern weapons.

The advantage is that it is powerful and fast. Even a strong man like Freddy cannot have the speed of a bullet, nor can he defend against the penetration of a rifle.

However, just because you can't run or block it doesn't mean you can't handle it.

The shortcomings of modern weapons are also obvious. The attack mode is single and requires human control.

The rate of fire of the gun is fixed and it can only shoot in a straight line. The grenade needs to be thrown, and the time from pulling out the tab to exploding is also fixed. In addition, these weapons need to be controlled by humans, so it is not difficult to predict.

Isn’t there a saying like that? I can't outrun bullets, but I can outrun the speed at which you aim. I can't dodge explosions, but I can hide out of range before they explode.

Freddie took this philosophy to the extreme. After years of practicing martial arts, strengthening magic has become instinctive, and it can be easily activated without connecting to the "Great Source". The proud airflow operation allowed him to accurately control the enemy's movements.

The large-caliber bullets fired by Thompson Contender were dodged by two consecutive temporary changes of direction - once when he raised his hand and once before he pulled the trigger.

The two grenades that followed were also accelerated and left behind as they flew into the air. The air waves caused by the explosion accelerated Freddy's pace. For this magic master whose attribute is wind, This couldn't be simpler.

In the silver light brought by the long sword, the free magician stepped over the dead area caused by the incendiary bomb and quickly approached.

PS: Freddy's ability to perform such operations is also related to his poor weapons. If you don't believe it, try Metal Storm instead? Ta Miao could sieve you while he was still alive - I'm sorry, it's Ta Miao's turn again, I apologize.

PS2: The heel means that I have immortality and I am not afraid.

PS3: The traitor is in tragedy again. I bought three orders for Fujino before, and then shipped them ten times in a row. This time I thought it would be enough. It's enough, but 489 stones + 27 summoning talismans require close to 200 draws. A total of X Mao, one Dai Mao, one Gladiolus, one Gao Wen, one Fei Ge, one Hei Dai, one Nero, and one transvestite were produced. The costumes were quite complete, and they were all quite worn out. This rate is not bad, but why is the traitor so unhappy? You can just give it to Xiao Mo. The traitor's permanent sword level is just short of Xiao Mo.

PS4: Attention, attention, the old book club group is full, and you can’t apply since yesterday. A new book club group is now open, the group number is 1·3·2·6·4·8·0·9· 1. If you want to add, add it here. This is a large group of 2,000 people contributed by the boss. You may not be able to fill it up in a lifetime. (The group leader is not the traitor, but a certain manager. The traitor is a poor person who has no money to become a VIP)