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There was a mountain about thirty miles behind the garrison barracks in Rizmar.

It is not so much a mountain as a primeval jungle that stretches for thousands of miles and has no land.

There are a large number of dangerous species living here, including first-class, second-level, third-level, fourth-level, special-grade, and super-dangerous species.

There are also many powerful beasts, which are a hunter’s paradise and a hell.

And where this mountain range and jungle are combined, the most dangerous thing is not wild beasts or dangerous species, but the dangerous elements of the foreign peoples in the south who are still stubbornly resisting and confronting the empire.

It is impossible for ordinary soldiers of the empire to encircle and suppress this southern mountain, because the dangerous species and beasts inside are simply not something that ordinary soldiers can compete with.

In this way, the casualty rate is too high, the harvest rate is too low, and in comparison, this small number of rebels live here, as long as they do not come out, they will be left to them.

The beast smells the smell of humans, and its delicate and tender flesh is its favorite meal.

This two-winged saber-toothed tiger’s favorite is to hunt humans, although it is not enough to feed itself, but appetizing is an excellent choice.

After eating human flesh, it has little interest in other meat.

Compromise flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the salivating craving for food made it involuntarily step closer to it.

In its line of sight, a tall man wearing a white military uniform and long blue hair appeared.

Its meat must be pretty good!

The two-winged saber-toothed tiger looked at the tall and muscular man, and couldn’t help but speed up his pace.

“Purr…”

But it just wanted to get close to the prey it was targeting.

A threat that suffocated it, made it breathless, and made it imminently killed, forced it to change its mind.

It looked at Ivan Ser, its eyes full of horror, it kept retreating, leaving urine stains between its legs.

That kind of coercion that could tear it apart in an instant.

Let the two-winged saber-toothed tiger flee from this dangerous place, this dangerous human being, without any hesitation, with the urine of the loser, and tearfully.

Hiding and presumptuous are two options.

This is the outskirts of the 100,000 mountains, there are too many cats and dogs, if you don’t release some of your own coercion, Ivan Ser can be annoyed to death.

This is the world of animals, and the order of the etiquette of the weak is the only rule of survival.

“There’s still a little distance…”

Looking up, Ivan Ser continued to walk, the guy he was going to catch was deep in the mountains, and he was in no hurry to rush over.

“Swoosh…”

I just looked up and looked deep ahead.

Ivan Ser paused to take a step forward, his body slightly shifted backwards.

The shrill sound of breaking wind came, and an attack pressed against the bridge of his tall nose, and under Ivan Ser’s unfluctuating gaze, it plunged straight into the ground under his feet, leaving a clear hole.

“Swish… Swish…”

The first sound of breaking wind is just a signal at the beginning, a clarion call to attack, and then a real good detail.

Bows and crossbows from all directions, all of which were rudimentary, and wooden arrows made from local materials sharpened by trees, under the blessing of high speed, flew mercilessly towards Ivan Ser with a sharp enough to penetrate human skin.

I really don’t know if I’m alive or dead…

For this way of welcome, Ivan Syre did not refuse.

He pressed his military cap with his hand and slowly raised his left hand.

He seemed to be dancing, as if he was twisting his waist, tiptoeing lightly, and his body was off the ground.

Spinning in the air.

As his body swung and changed, the weapons that seemed to be able to pierce him easily passed by him, missing a bit of fate.

The body appeared upside down in midair, and Ivan Ser lightly snapped his fingers with his left hand.

A sea of scarlet blood appeared beneath him.

The pillar of blood rose up and landed at his feet, setting off his majesty.

Another snap of fingers

In the sea of blood, the blood turned into arrows and shot straight out.

“Leave!”

Angry shouts came from two directions.

The two figures also left the place where they were originally staying while the blood arrows flew out.

“Poof, poof…”

It’s just that they left, but there are people who can’t react so quickly.

One after another dull sounds sounded at the same time.

It was a corpse that fell from the bushes with wide eyes.

the rabble

Stragglers.

Trash fish are difficult to reach,

Heroes are not easy.

Pulling his military hat slightly, Ivan Serr’s horns rose: “You guys, really bold!” ”

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