Chapter 319: Arakkoa and the Evil Spirit

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The branches and leaves blocking the way were violently broken through.
After leaving the camp, the team replaced it with the "Brown Bear Warrior" Uvakaza, who was physically strong and familiar with the terrain, and opened the way ahead.
In the rampage, it is really like a huge brown bear dominating the forest!
Behind him.
The tribal leader Apsova, the director Nekado, and Iwen, and the indigenous and Falettis mixed guards with a total of ten people each accounted for a single column to advance all the way at the fastest speed.
Because it gradually penetrates into the primitive mountain forest, it is impossible to ride a horse in such a complex terrain.
In order to take care of Director Necardo, who was determined but his physical condition was dragging his feet, after they walked for a while, two members of the guards had to drag him away.
Later, I saw that he really slowed down.
Gary directly carried him on his shoulders, but the weight of two hundred catties, even if he was already wearing heavy armor, was nothing to Gary, who was born with supernatural power.
The speed of the team immediately jumped up a step!
But even so.
They walked along the path that the hunters waded through, through a large deciduous broad-leaved mountain forest, and rushed all the way for nearly an hour before finally hearing the sound of water coming from a distance.
This is the destination of their trip, the hunting ground of the Yucatan tribe for hunting beavers: Lengshuihewan.
but.
Clang clang
boom! boom! boom!
At the same time as the sound of water came the sound of a blast of weapons, and the sound of flintlock guns echoed in the forest for a long time.
The birds inhabiting here were all startled to fly.
Slowed down and continued to approach, and soon they heard the voice from over there again.
"Damn, they rushed here again!"
"Asshole of the North West Fur Company, what the did you provoke this time?! I swear I will never wipe them again!"
"Shut up! Keep shooting, try hitting them in the head this time."
And it's not the native language of the local Atrians, but the lingua franca of the Tulip Alliance!
What followed was a strong, vomiting smell.
Without rushing out, the lead "brown bear warrior" has rich experience, staying at the edge of the forest, scratching his leaves to observe the movement on the river beach.
otherwise.
It would be a tragedy if he rushed out with a dull head, and was shot at by the fighting guys over there.
Aven, who followed closely, also saw the situation over there with his own eyes.
In other words, after determining the location of the hunting ground based on the direction of travel and the bloodstains on the ground, the few needle-tailed Swifts that were brought ashore alone transmitted information to him.
"That is the arakkoa troops belonging to the kingdom?"
What Ivan saw was a three-person team.
Wearing a uniform style of black long leather trench coat with spikes and buckles, a scabbard over the waist of the army boots, and three spaces for short muskets on the arm belt slung on the shoulders, leather gloves on both hands, all over No trace of skin was exposed.
They all wore their iconic full-cover beak masks on their heads. They only looked at objects with transparent crystals on their eyes and matched the black-toned costumes. From a distance, they looked like three human-shaped crows!
The purpose of the arakkoa forces: to block the dangers of the extraordinary world and the mysterious side from the world where ordinary people live with flesh and blood.
Obviously, the of this special force is indispensable in the land where the pioneers are constantly making progress.
Especially on this strange continent where there are so many weird events.
When Ivan arrived, their muskets were empty.
The arakkoa squad was brandishing a long sword with a silver human-shaped crow emblem, fighting together with a group of terrifying "humans" who were covered in blood and had no skin on their heads.
Puff
Click
Broken limbs and flying flesh and blood
It's just that the group of guys whose skin was stripped off, even if their blood was almost completely drained, were still alive, or even stronger than they were before.
It is like liberating all the limitations of the body, without considering the endurance of bones, muscles, and tendons. Under a weird force, the internal force of the body is released destructively.
Brandishing a hunting knife fiercely, he pounced on the defensive triangle formed by the arakkoa.
boom! boom! boom!
What's even more exaggerated is that the guy with the shotgun among them knows how to load ammunition from a distance and shoot back.
This situation is far from being able to simply explain clearly with "living corpses".
Therefore, even if the single power is obviously dominated by the arakkoa, those weird guys rely on their quantitative advantages and cooperation to compress the space of activities belonging to the three arakkoa step by step.
When they arrived, the arakkoa squad, whose strength was the pinnacle of apprentice knights, was already in danger.
"Chief Apsova, that is the official arakkoa unit of our kingdom, is a special combatant who is responsible for handling strange events.
Perhaps this strange incident not only happened in our camp, but other places were also affected. "
Fearing accidental injury, Aiwen explained to the natives around him.
In fact, weird events happen frequently in this land.
The so-called normal world and the mysterious side are basically indistinguishable, so whether it is a native or Nekaduo is no stranger to arakkoa troops.
And because the skin on the heads of those "skinless people" was still preserved, they easily recognized the identities of these more than twenty "people".
"Except for the three hunters from the Yucatan tribe, most of them belong to the hunting team of North West Fur Company!
Obviously, the North West Fur Company had an accident earlier than us. They must have called the arakkoa to investigate.
Don't froze, go and help! "
Director Nekado gave an order, and the gun guards behind them had swarmed out. The line-up shot directly at the crazy "skinless people".
Nowadays, the common use of fixed-loading paper shells (the paper shell needs to be pierced in advance, or the gun is loaded beforehand) is commonly used, allowing skilled gunners to achieve a rate of fire of five to six rounds per minute.
The combined firepower of ten people is still considerable.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The continuous cyan smoke was rising.
A huge black shadow has rushed out.
Seeing the "Brown Bear Warrior" Uvakaza, who had also been killed by the three tribesmen who had not returned, was already out of anger.
Roar!
With a fierce roar in the charge, the totem pattern on his body was constantly twisting, and a faintly sounded bear roar that frightened the mountains and forests. The native warrior's body had swelled by one-third, and every step was shaking.
boom! boom! boom!
This momentum compares favorably with a real brown bear weighing hundreds of kilograms.
Together with the white solid wood, gum, and sharp obsidian slices in your hand, plus the obsidian saw sword blessed by shaman witchcraft, it is a god-stopping and killing god!
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the "Brown Bear Warrior" had plunged into the array of "skinless men".
As an official transcendent, Uvakaza is basically a devastating existence for these enemies who were originally ordinary people and were at most mid-level probation level after being manipulated by inexplicable power.
For these guys who have long been out of the common sense of biology, the result of the lead shot of the rifle is minimal.
Even if it hits the head, it’s not fatal at all, and the guy whose blood has drained, obviously his actions are no longer controlled by the brain.
but.
But it could not resist the violent dismantling of the "Brown Bear Warrior".
Seeing the unexpected arrival of reinforcements, the three arakkoa who had been fighting for a long time were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Even if the reinforcements were natives, they were barely allies when they were honeymooning with the Hurons temporarily.
"Be careful, we suspect that they are all cursed by some evil spirit, and the Lord has not shown up yet."
In fact, the weird skinning incident first started with the hunting team of North West Fur Company.
The company site is suspected of being warned and intimidated by strange existence.
A member of the hunting team was found tragically killed in the cargo yard with two skins beside him, one belonging to him and the other belonging to a "beautiful" beaver.
However, those ordinary people were not as cautious as the indigenous leaders. The moment they saw the fur, many people couldn't resist the temptation to touch the beautiful fur. The subsequent state of affairs can be imagined, and the scene almost got out of control.
After being overwhelmed by the company, the arakkoa troops sent a three-person team to find here, but they were almost overwhelmed by the swarming victims of the curse.
If it hadn't been for the bizarre existence behind the trick, which accidentally attracted Ai Wen and his party, there would be three more "skinless people" here today.
The "brown bear" entered the battlefield and the battlefield situation was easily controlled.
On the other side, the chief of the tribe, Apsova, had already brought a white oak cane to the river.
He knew that if the source was not solved or expelled, it would be useless to kill more "skinless people", and as long as the tribe continued to hunt, they would always face the threat of that terrorist existence.
then.
Standing by the river, Apsova put the white oak staff in his hand heavily on the ground, calling out a name in a cuckoo-like tone. The fastest mobile phone update::
"Pocatello Pocatello"
Obviously the voice is not loud, but there seems to be magical power in his thin body, and the river in front of him is shocked by his voice, producing waves of ripples.
"Pocatello"
"Ah! I thought about it!"
It is very likely that the black hand behind the scenes who is hiding in the dark and watching the crowd hasn’t reacted yet~EbookFREE.me~, standing far behind Apsova, Nicardo, after hearing the name, suddenly gave a shock. , Seems to be suddenly awakened from a state of half-dream and half-awake.
"What's the matter, Mr. Director?"
Since they didn't need to shoot Aiwen by themselves, they were of course happy, and they all followed the leader to the river.
Moreover, the posture is laid-back. Whether it is a "skinless man" who is only a trainee or a possible enemy, in terms of the intensity of the curse, it should be far from the level of a complete evil spirit.
Of course, Aiwen, who has a lot of strength and has a lot of hole cards, is full of confidence. If the indigenous leader can get rid of the evil spirits with a little strength, this trip will really become an outing.
"I may know where the curse behind the skin comes from!
It's Pocatello! Pocatello, the legend of Atrian in this area, the ‘lost son’s evil spirit’! "