Legendary warrior in the city

() The time at this time is roughly equivalent to [-] o'clock in the morning in the real world. According to Lin Zixuan's observation when he first entered this world, he could only kill the demonized deer when he was upgraded. The most frequent.

In just half an hour, three demonized deer were planted in Lin Zixuan's hands. Lin Zixuan cut them into strips one by one with a knife and hung them on the fire to bake.

Today's weather is particularly pleasant, and the sun on the top of the head makes people a little lazy.The breeze was blowing, and the rancid smell from the dense forest in the air was also much lighter in this weather, mixed with a faint scent of herbs, and it seemed that there was some kind of wild flower scent.

In order to process all the venison into jerky as soon as possible, Lin Zixuan collected a lot of firewood and piled it into a big fire pile half the height of a person.

The venison is roasted or inserted or hung on the surrounding branches by the raging flames, and oil drips from time to time, making the sound of "Ziz" on the flames, and the strong meat fragrance is accompanied by the wind in this moving sound. Float away.

There was a sound of people coming from the direction of the village entrance. Lin Zixuan turned his head and saw a group of children playing around a few sturdy villagers at the entrance of the village.The women behind were laughing fiercely at the child, while exhorting them.

Several people held several chain clips similar to bear traps in their hands, and they carried bayonet guns on their shoulders.

Lin Zixuan took a look and then turned around. These villagers came out to hunt demonized deer and some demonized small animals.

Lin Zixuan has also seen them in these days, but they seldom come out, because their weak physiques have extremely little damage to demonized creatures, and they can only be hardened by the number of people, and they will be dangerous if they are not careful.

Lin Zixuan sometimes finds it hard to believe that the wilds of this world are so dangerous, how did they survive and continue here.

Lin Zixuan was thinking about another question, are these people really a potential threat to him?

Look at those innocent children, those men who risked their lives to hunt to improve everyone's food, and those women who care for their children and men as gently as their mothers care for themselves...

Are they really a threat to themselves?

Or is the precaution and vigilance I brought from the real world at work?

There was a large crowd of cheers behind him, as if the whole village had arrived, Lin Zixuan couldn't help but turn his head.

In the distance, close to the junction of the foot of the mountain and the dense forest, two dusty villagers pushed a cart and meandered here under the guard of several villagers in armor and holding weapons.

As they got closer, Lin Zixuan could see that their weapons were not spears like the guards at the entrance of the village, but iron swords and daggers, and the man in the lead even carried a huge saber.

Perhaps, this is the guardian force of the village.

Lin Zixuan thought to himself.

The villagers shouted, waved and cheered towards that side, and hurriedly ran over regardless of the guard's dissuasion, and the leading man on the opposite side responded with a smile and waved his hands.

Lin Zixuan also showed a smile on his face, how could such enthusiastic people be as bad as he thought?

At this time, the villagers at the entrance of the village cheered again.

Near the forest in front of the village, the deer catchers angered a demonized deer by scolding and provoking it, causing it to step into the chain clip prepared for it in a fit of anger. He couldn't open it, and rushed towards the few people around him angrily.

Amidst the cheers of the villagers, a few people excitedly avoided the impact of the demonized deer, and at the same time aimed at the neck and stomach of the demonized deer and stabbed forcefully with the spears in their hands.

For a moment, the cheers of the people and the screams of the demonized deer mixed together, floating in this world.

The scene of carnage did not make Lin Zixuan feel conflicted.

Because this place is a legend, except for the small village, there are all monsters and monsters that kill and eat people outside. Even the docile animals in the real world have become grumpy monsters here that kill people when they see them.

They are not for selfishness, they are for survival!

Lin Zixuan smiled slightly.

Suddenly, Lin Zixuan was taken aback, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Quick! Run away!!" Lin Zixuan shouted anxiously to the villagers who were fighting with the imprisoned demonized deer.

Lin Zixuan leaned slightly and was about to rush over, but he stopped abruptly, and subtly took a small step back, his expression became a little strange.

Ahead, the few villagers who were hunting the demonized deer were still looking back to wonder at Lin Zixuan's sudden shout, but their instincts of intelligence, born in this dangerous world, made them stop and retreat towards the entrance of the village.

However, they had only taken a few steps when there was a sound of "crawling" in the dense forest behind them, and the bushes toppled over. A large group of half-orcs rushed out of the dense forest. Amidst the desperate screams of several people and the mournful cries of the women at the entrance of the village, they rushed to the village. Behind them, the ancient stick swung down with Fengming, smashing them into a pile of minced meat.

Just twenty steps in front of the half-orc, there was a roar of anger, which disappeared instantly with the ending sound. The forward body of the half-orc in the front suddenly lost momentum, blood shot out from his belly, and his body was divided into left and right parts. two halves.

Behind it, a figure finally appeared.

It was the leading professional who rushed here in an instant from a hundred meters away.

Seeing the tragic deaths of several villagers, he roared angrily, and without hesitation charged towards the orcs who landed and rushed out of the dense forest one after another.

The other people who were guarding the cart in the distance rushed to this side, shouting angrily, not as fast as the man in front, although they were still fast, they were already visible.

From the dense forest, more than 20 half-orcs rushed out one after another. The huge body nearly three meters high is like an ancient giant beast. The roar caused everyone at the entrance of the village to change their colors.

It's not that there have been half-orcs harassing the village before, but there have never been so many of them all at once.

If the convoy hadn't come back by chance, so many orcs would be enough to destroy this fragile village.

When the three guards at the back rushed over to stop the front half-orc, the leader had already broken through the half-orc lineup and appeared at the junction between the back of the half-orc and the dense forest.

Three half-orcs fell under his saber, and each one was cut in two.

Similarly, he was not without damage, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and the armor on his back was shattered.

The three guards behind have already fought with the orcs.

He didn't look back, dragged the saber on the ground, and only when there was a half-orc intending to attack from behind, he would swing back and quickly kill the half-orc, but his eyes were always fixed on the front, deep in the gloomy jungle .

The three people behind him quickly killed nearly twenty orcs in a tacit understanding, and then gathered behind him, guarding behind him without saying a word.

The wind, carrying the smell of blood, seems to have the warmth of the blood, spreading around.

The surroundings were silent, and the suppressed crying of several women at the entrance of the village was very clear.

This made Lin Zixuan's sudden strange feeling even more irritable.

After a long time, the guards who had been waiting quietly received what they were waiting for.

A half-orc, one half taller than an ordinary half-orc, and a half-orc with dark green grass juice smeared on its face came out with a rough-made war knife almost like a sharpened iron bar.

A faint tyrannical aura diffused, forcing the villagers far behind to slowly retreat.

The leading guard gritted his teeth, his angry eyes were faintly bleeding.The muscles on the arms are knotted, and the saber is raised above the head.

A fallen leaf swirled and brushed against the blade of the horse-chopping blade under the influence of the wind, and was torn into two pieces without a sound, and fell along the blade.