Chapter 16： Buster (1/2)

Sunil jumped out of the tree and looked at the sky, muttering: ”No!”

”What is wrong?” Sasio hurriedly asked.

”The human face eagle flew in that direction. It has been so long, they should have flown back, unless...”

Everyone has a face to face, there is only one possibility, and the five or sixty face hawks have all been killed! But then, who has such a strong strength?

”Let's go see it.” Han Jin whispered, he was still thinking about the magic crystals of those face-faced hawks.

”Let's wait...” Sassu's face was hesitant. In fact, some humans were more terrible than Warcraft this year. Since the other side has the strength to kill dozens of face-faced hawks, it is easier to clean them up.

”The battle over there has long since ended,” Sinner said slowly.

”Are you sure?” asked Sasio.

”My hearing has always been very good.” Sunil looked confident.

”Then go and see.” Moshin.

Han Jin woke up Stillberg, and several mermaids climbed to the top of the mountain. Now it is noon, the sun plunges from the top of the head, sweeping away the murmur of the jungle, so everyone is moving much faster than last night. .

It took about half an hour, they have climbed to the top of the mountain, looking down, you can clearly see some unusualities on the mountainside, there are several blanks in the lush jungle, only the trees are cut down into pieces. Happening.

Although he was mentally prepared, the incomprehensible battlefield made Han Jin and others feel shocked. There were blood everywhere, some eagle corpses, human corpses, and most of the bodies were incomplete. It has a strong visual impact with the eagle's stumps, minced meat, and even internal organs like sandstone.

At this time, they can see their psychological qualities. Han Jin and Xian Nier are the most calm. Sasuo’s face is unbearable. Moss is clenched with the hilt. It seems a bit nervous, and Stillberg has been playing the pendulum. Even the lips are shaking and not stopping. He has seen such **** scenes. It has been very good not to faint.

Shennier, who was at the forefront, suddenly stopped and carefully observed a crack on the ground that was as deep as a ruler, a length of about a foot, and a very flat edge. He suppressed the voice: ”There are at least one high-ranking fighter in them!”

The Moxico team went over and waited for him to see the crack, and he nodded slowly. The difference between a swordsman and a fighter is that the latter masters the fighting skills, and the power of fighting skills needs to be based on the essence of fighting spirit. For example, Jianmang, for example, can provide powerful defenses, and is the essence of fighting spirit. Symbol of transformation. I want to leave such a crack on the ground, only by releasing the sword, at least he can't do it.

”This side.” Sasio waved his hand and he found a **** road. It seemed that the people were fighting in this direction while they were fighting.

Everyone searched along the **** road. Xiannier’s eyes were a bit stunned. The two corners were drumming and drumming. It was like hiding under the golden hair, but no one noticed her at this time.

The front is full of human eagle corpses, almost no humans are visible. It is obvious that the weak people in humanity have been killed in the first fight, and the rest are strong.

Turned to the right side of the bend, the blood road has reached the end, a two-person high stone blocked in front, in this piece of only a few square meters of small flat field, there are more than a dozen human face eagle bodies, and Several humans are lying in a pool of blood.

Two of the human corpses have not been broken into shape. Under the boulder, leaning against a tall figure, his soft armor is still intact, and a huge axe that is scary is lying on the ground, but The upper part of his head has disappeared, and the messy pieces of meat, broken bones and blood are painted on the boulder to form an unbearable picture. There is another person lying fifteen or six meters in front of the boulder. The body is covered with bruises. The most shocking thing is that a huge human face eagle squats in front of him, and the eagle's sharp thorns penetrate deeply. His chest, his left hand is holding the neck of the face eagle, and the sword of the right hand is left in the body of the face eagle. It seems to be the same as the face eagle.

”He is not dead yet!” Sinnel snorted and walked forward.

Perhaps it was the voice of the person who heard the voice of the eagle, and the soldier who had died with the face eagle opened his eyes and looked at the figure in front of him. He suddenly became excited. Moxenko hurriedly held his shoulder: ”Don’t move, Your injury is very heavy!”

In fact, this is no longer a heavy problem. The warrior's chest is almost pierced, and even a very weak heart can be seen. Even if the pope is here, there is no power to return to heaven.

The soldier opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was smothered by the blood of the big mouth. Finally, he barely raised his left hand and pointed to his shoulder bag.