"Tuck elephant bird!"

Just after stepping on a branch, Donald couldn't remember how many times it was called out by someone.

There are strange beasts circling in the sky with elephant heads and birds. Although they are in the shape of birds, their size is no less than Donald's impression of adult elephants.

This kind of strange beast is not unfamiliar to the members of the strange mechanism present.

The figure of Tucker elephant birds often appear on high-intensity overseas archipelago, and a considerable number of people believe that this is a creature close to the top of the food chain of the overseas archipelago.

His physical strength is close to the awakening level of melee aliens. Although he has no talent, his air superiority and extremely strong body are to some extent the talented abilities it has born with.

I first found one when I entered the island. Most people were not surprised. There was no problem with hundreds of strange disciples killing a Tucker elephant bird.

A round of gunfire and the blast of spells passing through the air, and Tucker fell from the air like a bird.

At that time, there were a considerable number of people who were lucky enough to think that putting aside the monster that came out of the abyss crack, this island was just like that. Perhaps it could be conquered by most of the power of the strange adjustment.

However, when the strange roars in the woodlands continued to sound, this unrealistic idea was completely broken by the cruel reality.

More than a dozen Tucker elephant birds dive at the same time. The wind pressure raised when the wings flap can wrinkle the skins of the people below. They shuttle between the woodlands and seize the opportunity to kill them quickly. The huge body swept past the crowd with a wingspan of more than 6 meters. Some people will be taken to the sky if they are not careful in defense.

When I came down again, I was already in a state of no human form.

With seals on both hands, Bigby attacked the palm and hit the Tucker Elephant Bird in front of him. Although he did not directly kill it, it also made its flight trajectory unstable. Boglo held crossbows in both hands, and the crossbow arrow wrapped in poisonous gas plunged into the Tucker Elephant Bird's body. Next to it, there were other teams of alien disciples to continue to output.

In this case, there is naturally no saying whether to grab prey or not. Everyone hopes that someone can help them.

Donald mixed in the crowd, and used spells in addition to Bigby's strong attack palms, and burned rays intermittently threw out two inscription scrolls and made a look of hard work.

Occasionally, he sneaked to the side of the corpse of the Tucker elephant bird that had been killed and landed, and used the soul energy collected during this period to strengthen it. Not long after, the souls of three Tucker elephant birds flew into the sky.

Not to mention, even if the demons were not used to revitalize, the three Tucker elephant birds' souls were unexpectedly effective when they were strengthened by soul energy. No matter how much damage they caused, most of the time, Donald used them as air obstacles to block the monsters flying around. As long as these guys were knocked to the ground, someone would naturally "enter" them.

So soon Donald naturally changed his job to a summoner, doing nothing except manipulating the soul of Tucker's elephant bird.

On the one hand, it is to save your mental power to deal with the next situation to the greatest extent, and on the other hand, it is also to hide its weaknesses.

Since he learned that Dalton Valen was paying attention to himself when he landed on the island, Donald made up his mind to be a "bastard" and resolved things that can be solved by external means, and refused to use his talents.

The people around him didn't say much. No one present was a novice. Seeing Donald's methods, you knew that this person might be a wizard. At present, with extremely rich negative energy, you can't expect a wizard to use many elemental spells.

"Donald, where negative energy is emitted, the mountain."

Holding the long sword he had obtained from the secret realm before and acting as Donald's guard, Lilo's keen perception of negative energy finally pointed out the root cause of the mutation in this island and the surrounding sea area.

"I got it...Stefanie, follow my pace and let's lean to the left."

Compared to where the source of negative energy is, Donald actually cares more about Dalton Valen's position.

Along the way, he pretended to be inadvertently away from the director of the strange bureau.

Until the middle section of the island where he is now, Dalton Valen never took action from beginning to end. He was like a war supervisor, standing behind the crowd instead of taking the lead.

However, no one dared to question anything. Everyone thought he was raising his energy and would not take action until he finally met the abyss beast.

This idea is correct.

Dalton Valen will indeed take action in the end, but as a dominant powerhouse, can he really not even help at will now?

Of course not, he was just waiting for the people in front of him to die.

As the team advances, the types of monsters are no longer limited to Tucker elephant birds. Various strange beasts that are affected by negative energy continue to emerge, and the team's casualties inevitably begin to increase.

The forced recruitment of the strange meter made most people carry only the props left in the past. They went out of the sea without sufficient preparation. Some archers or gunners carried arrows and ammunition, and they could only search for nearby corpses. If they could not find them, they could only rely on their short swords or daggers to fight.

Faced with these beasts that were desperate to pounce on them, they resisted wave after wave, and consumed 10% of their energy, and all the props they carried were consumed.

From fighting each other at the beginning, working together, and finally supporting each other.

The situation is getting more and more difficult.

Some people fell down and stood up with their teammates' help. Donald saw his hand holding the weapon trembling constantly, his eyes dissipated, not because of fear, but because he fought with those monsters with severe physical overdrawn, so he could only barely hold it and serve as a storefront.

Pressing his palm on his shoulder, the recovery inscription on the back of his hand dissipated by a third, a light green light wrapped around his body and did not last long.

A light lit up in his eyes, and his shaky body stood firm again. There was no words of thanks. He just glanced at Donald, then accelerated his pace to catch up with the team ahead.

Nothing to thank you was convincing to come up and chop a monster.

Some people fall down completely, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths and incomplete bodies.

No teammates go to help him because it is meaningless.

Donald passed by him, his eyes stopped for a short time, bent down to close his eyes, and then raised his foot to continue moving forward.

After getting on this island, you can't look back until then unless you reach the end, because no one knows whether the path they just took was occupied by monsters again.

After another two hours, the team did not stop for a moment and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain in the middle of the island.

"Die...all dead..."

Someone around him leaned against the stone, his face covered in blood, and the sword in his hand had a lot of gaps. He fell to the ground, his eyes were dull.

He is the only one left in the team.

The grouping method of the strange adjustment bureau determines that once a team is established, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be a few years of time to spend together and share weal and woe. No matter what holidays there are on weekdays, at this moment, he sees them falling in front of him one by one, and he knows that he is at the end of his strength. From the bodies of those dead teammates, he seems to have foreseeed his death.

Donald leaned against the tree trunk and looked at the people in the woods. The number was less than one-third of the time he landed on the island.

More than 70 strange disciples died on the way they came.

Most of the remaining thirty people were at the end of their strength, and everyone's eyes were deliberately or unintentionally looking at the person who was not even at all disorganized in the breath.

Annoyance, sadness, resentment... Dalton Valen felt very clearly with all kinds of emotions.

"Fortunately, you all have suffered."

This is the first sentence Dalton Valen said since he disembarked, just as he was straightforward when he issued an order on the ship.

His eyes swept across the people in front of him. These strange disciples, including those who fell behind him, were his subordinates. No matter what their private identity was, at least they were his subordinates in name. He brought these people to this island and watched them die one by one in front of him.

He experienced this feeling once in the thunderstorm war a few years ago, but for some reason, this time he didn't have much sadness and depression in his heart, but it was more of a pity.

Maybe it was because I had accepted this result a long time ago?

"You are lucky to be able to survive here, but this is also your greatest misfortune."

Pull out a mechanical cylinder from his waist and pull down the lead to the sky. A ball of light exploded in mid-air.

Donald, who had already stood back in the crowd, felt a slump in his heart, and looked at the people nearby, as if they were still thinking about the meaning of Dalton Valen's words.

"Everyone...Dalton Valen is probably no longer our director, be prepared to escape!"

Some things are hidden at this moment, and whether to hide them or not is meaningless.

However, even though Donald's eyes were prepared, he still gasped when he saw the crowd appearing in the jungle behind Dalton Valen.

The evil beast finally showed his fangs.

"Chief Valen! Who are those!"

Seer Clark, deputy director of the Bureau of Special Investigation, asked loudly.

He felt something was wrong from the beginning when he went out to sea. The government unconventionally hid all the messages from him, but gave Dalton Valen great power, which was almost unimaginable in the past.

Now these people who suddenly appeared were obviously summoned by Dalton Valen, and some premonition made it difficult for him to control his emotions.

"Clark, don't you understand enough?"

With his hands spread aside, Dalton Valen did not intend to let these people go up the mountain. They were going to pick up the things on it, and he didn't want anyone to disturb him.
Chapter completed!