"Pack up your things and prepare to set off. Try to complete the mission before sunset."
Alan opened the supply chest, took out the contents, put them in his backpack, and then brought Xue Yin to gather the crowd. Belmond led the way, and the four of them flew out of the mountain. After they left, several figures erged from the distant bushes. The leader was Cage, who had so friction with Alan at the base. He had four n and a woman under him. The woman beside him frowned and said, "We shouldn't be here."
"Shut up. Didn't you hear how that bastard humiliated us? If you didn't give him so face, you would really think that Beth Cod was amazing." Cage gritted his teeth, and the muscles on his face twitched from excitent.
He gestured, "Let's follow him and catch a chance to reward him with a few black guns, and see if he dares to be so smug. However, he won a rank four rit, and no one is worth it?"
With a cold snort, Cage leapt forward with his waist. The woman and her companions could only follow helplessly. A group of people hung behind Alan and the others, heading towards the Snow Crystal Mine together.
In front of them, the four of them turned around an ancient tree. Lucy looked back and said, "So rats are following us."
"I know. I've been following us since we left the base. Looks like I'm trying to take advantage of you." Alan had no expression on his face, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.
Lucy asked casually, "How do you want to deal with them?"
"So far, they haven't done too much. Just hang behind us and find them so trouble. But not now. Wait until the mission is complete. Oh, the mine is here." Alan stopped and used a strange tree with a crooked trunk to block most of his body. Looking from his direction, one could see the entrance to the mine.
On the door, an iron plate was hanging diagonally. So of the words were already blurry, and the remaining words could be distinguished as "Federal Mine". One side of the gate tilted down and was flooded with grass. The other side remained the sa, blocking most of Allen's line of sight. There are barbed wire fences, sentry towers and so on erected on both sides of the mine. It had been abandoned for a period of ti, so now that the sentry tower had collapsed, the barbed wire fence had been pushed down, and in so places, irregular gaps had been torn open by sharp objects.
An uneven stone road winds into the depths of the mine. On a hill at a corner, there is a headhunter squatting. He remained motionless in the wind like a statue, occasionally picking up sothing and throwing it into his mouth, then chewing it down. Alan pointed at the headhunter and looked at Belmond. The latter understood and quietly entered the Shadow Passage. A mont later, a black mist rose behind the headhunter. Belmond walked out of the black fog and easily dealt with the sentry.
After killing the rest of the sentry, Allen looked at Regis. The latter exhaled a mouthful of hot smoke, sabers and swords flew out together, and with both hands in hand, he strode towards the entrance of the mining area.
"Let's go to the mine exit and guard it. If we don't resist, we will be allowed to surrender." Alan said simply, bringing Lucy into the mine.
The mine was quiet, only the sound of the wind echoing. There were still a few hours before sunset, and for headhunters, it was the deepest ti of the day. There were three mines in the mine, one and two of which had collapsed during the hunters' attack because of the fighting and were no longer accessible. Mine 3 remained the sa, but the mine was no longer used to collect snow crystals. Instead, it had beco the lair of the Iron Fist Tribe.
Above the entrance of the mine stood a tribal flag with a fist drawn on it. It was the totem of the Iron Fist Tribe. The mine was very quiet, extending inward along a railway track, with extinguished torches inserted into the walls of the shaft on both sides. The headhunters had reconstructed the mine, and the mine was opened and expanded to form a large hall. Several stone pillars supported the entire hall. Below the stone pillars were piles of skulls of all sizes.
These skulls were mostly of various beasts, but human skulls could also be seen inside.
There were still a few bonfires in the corner of the hall. The bonfires were almost extinguished. Now, the flas were very weak and could only illuminate a corner of the hall. There was a simple grill made by hand on the fire, and there were so wild beast steaks on the grill that were smoked, so the air in the hall emitted a faint fragrance of at. In the shadows of the hall, the headhunters slept together in groups. In the deepest part, there was a high platform made of wood.
The platform was forty to fifty centiters away from the ground, two ters long and two ters wide, covered with withered grass and animal hides. In the middle lay a headhunter, his skin occasionally dripping with a pale blue luster in the shadows. His body was decorated with more decorations than ordinary headhunters. Earrings made from beast bones, necklaces made from small beast skulls, variegated cloaks woven from beast fur, and a totem tattoo on his chest were all indicative of his identity.
Moreover, there was a woman lying on both sides of him, naked, hugging him intimately and sleeping soundly.
This was the chief of the Iron Fist Tribe, Copper Beard.
Copper whiskers had thick beards that were rarely seen by headhunters, so he deliberately grew them as long as hair and tied them together. They were also very independent and specialized among headhunters. He had made many great decisions, one of which was to occupy mines under human control. After occupying the mine for half a year, Iron Beard had already regarded the mine as his ho.
Therefore, when he slled the scent of humans at ho in his sleep, Copper Whisker suddenly opened his eyes. He quickly and silently rolled over and crouched on the high platform in a half-squatting position. His eyes shone brightly as his gaze pierced through the shadows and landed on a backward-lit figure at the entrance.
It was a human!
The bronze beard let out a shrill howl as it echoed in the hall, awakening all of its familiar fellow countryn. The headhunter who was sleeping beside the campfire imdiately threw the wood into the fire. With new fuel, the flas gradually grew brighter. With a boom, a tre-high fla rose from the campfire, illuminating the entire hall. In the flas, Regis strode into the hall. The sword pointed at his feet, and the youth's gaze slowly swept from left to right.
The headhunters who were swept by his gaze all raised their longbows, extended their canine fangs, and roared at Regis in a demonstrative manner.
Regis remained unmoved, not even changing the frequency of his breathing.
Dang! Zhan Tie and Zhu Jue knocked together, releasing a crisp thud that echoed in the hall. Without a word, Copper Whisker knew that those who ca were not kind. He pointed his finger at Regis and ten warriors rushed out from the surroundings of the hall. Two of them tumbled and separated from Regis on the left and right, shooting with their bows. The other people spread out and pounced over. The location and angle of their attacks showed that they were extrely good at encircling and killing.
Regis' eyes suddenly lit up as he leaned forward and crashed into the headhunters ahead faster than the bald arrows. Sabers and swords flew out together, drawing out a cold radiance. The starry river stretched horizontally, and imdiately, a saber light and sword qi appeared in the hall. The awe-inspiring pressure caused the flas to dim by quite a bit. Even Copper Beard felt pain in his eyes, and tears flowed down the eyes of the other clansn.
In the blink of an eye, those headhunter warriors had already been killed. Regis carried a ball of cold light as he crashed into the steel whiskers on the platform. Imdiately, a shocked sound rang out. The remaining headhunter warriors rushed out. The arrows in the hall were pierced through the air, and the spears were like rain, shredding the lights in the hall into shattered curtains of light.
Outside the mine, the cold wind was endless. Alan's silver hair was swaying in the wind. He leaned against a crane and listened to what was happening in the well. He shook his head, "Regis, you only need to kill those warriors and chiefs while they are asleep. You must deliberately release your aura to wake up the headhunter. What a child!"
The black robe was carried away by the wind, like a pitch-black fla. Belmond looked into the mine and smiled. "That's what Young Master Regis deserves. He always knocked down the enemy openly."
"Does that an that I belong to the sneaky type?"
"I didn't say that," laughed Belmond. "If Young Master Allen insists, then I have nothing to say."
"Your mouth is getting more and more talkative. No wonder Qila likes you."
Lucy sat in the driver's seat of the crane, her legs swaying back and forth. "You two are too leisurely. Regis is desperate in the mine."
"A battle of that level isn't going to be a desperate one for him. You can rest assured." Alan looked in the direction of the mine gate. "Those rats are too close, aren't they? I can sll their stench."
"Do you want to send them away?" Belmond crouched down and said.
Alan shook his head, "Forget it, just leave them alone for now."
At this mont, another imposing aura rose from the mine. That imposing aura also had a sharp sll. Alan yi said, "The Iron Fist Chieftain has made his move."
The bronze beard had no choice but to make a move, and the headhunter warrior who had pounced on Regis was completely knocked down by the strangely hard human youth in a few confrontations. The Iron Slaying Sword and Star Saber Execution danced in the hands of Regis, causing the Iron Fist Tribe warriors to lose their lives without even a single move. Regis spun around like a top amongst the headhunters, and the bronze beard could only watch as figures fell to the ground, turning into dead bodies without any aura.
He finally couldn't restrain himself and let out a shrill howl. The beard that was tied up suddenly exploded. As the Origin Energy flas penetrated his body, the Iron Fist Chieftain's beard was raised upside down. With a stomp of his foot, the two short-hilted hunters on the stage rebounded and shot towards Regis like lightning. The bronze beard followed closely behind and shot down from the high platform, dodging a punch towards Regis!
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