Mysterious Tribulation

Tony's reaction was nothing short of unpleasant.

He thought the white guy was a bit silly, but he should have credibility and a goodness to tap into.

Whether it's for reward or other things, you should be able to satisfy your own request.

As for that tribe, that's actually where the camp is, and it's not a big problem to deal with a white man.

I deliberately showed a tired and weak attitude, restrained and fierce, just to win sympathy.

But he missed a lot of doubts, such as—Why did Aaron appear here? And how to explain your own state and the pursuers behind!

Aaron didn't answer, but just took a step forward and raised the tool shovel in his hand.

boom!

The shovel hit Tony directly on the head, and he had already restrained most of his strength, and he was about the same as an ordinary adult at this time.

But Tony was knocked to the ground so easily, his head was bleeding.

you……

Tony felt a heat flow from his head and poured into his mouth. It was full of the smell of blood, and he looked at Aaron with hatred and hatred: White-skinned devil!

It was you who violated our agreement first.

Aaron threw away the shovel, squatted down, and slowly and firmly pulled out the 'historical inscription' from Tony's hand.

No...that's mine...my treasure!

Tony struggled quickly, but his body was already extremely weak. He felt that his life was coming to an end, so he couldn't help becoming more urgent: Please...give it back to me!

This is the treasure they stole after exhausting everything!

No, it's not yours, have you forgotten? We had an agreement... Aaron replied calmly: I want your most precious treasure as a reward for saving you! Now, it's mine, and this It's destiny!

No no no!

Tony was so angry that he vomited blood. If he knew this, he would rather die under the siege of the Governor's Mansion than be rescued by Aaron.

But he was so weak and even in pain that he could only watch Aaron take away his treasure.

puff!

Finally, he spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground, losing all breath.

Is this... so mad?

Aaron was a little surprised: No, it's not my fault. He was cursed, and he should have died a long time ago...Being able to be a treasure delivery courier before he dies is quite dedicated.

He focused his attention on the lines on the stone tablet that looked like insects crawling.

This is not a font that ordinary people can understand, nor is it some secret text, but some screen fragments that must be covered with inspiration to be seen.

From another aspect, this form of expression is also more intuitive and accurate than written expression.

Through it, Aaron seemed to see a history completely different from that of the main world.

There, darkness in the sky occupies twenty hours of the day, and horrors move about at night, and the most powerful nation is not Invensys.

Unfortunately, due to the incompleteness of the stele, all that can be seen is just a glimpse.

In the broken picture, Aaron vaguely saw another layer of history.

It is a world where day and night are reversed, countless dead people are resurrected, and an unspeakable long river envelops the entire mortal world!

On the historical inscription... may there be records of different histories?

Isn't its author the same Extraordinary?

Aaron's expression remained unchanged, and he returned to Sha Rukh's side with the 'historical inscription'.

...

bang bang!

The minigun roared, and bullets were fired at Marse and other remaining members.

Compared with the conservatives, the Yeni faction advocates learning from the advanced science and technology of the white people, and does not reject firearms.

This time Sha Rukh brought out all the elites, who had undergone strict firearms training, plus there were wizards accompanying the army, their combat effectiveness was extraordinary.

It was just a single discharge of guns, and the few adventurers staying behind on Marseille's side were shot and fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Huh? Rebels?

Masai also saw Shah Rukh, and when he saw the other party raising his gun to aim again, he sighed without much choice.

On him, layers of historical fog emerged, and those historical fogs contained many mysterious symbols and distorted symbols, which were the collection of all the histories and secret knowledge he had learned.

No matter who you are, once you see this layer of fog, you will also see his inhuman form, and you will be shocked by the complex historical knowledge!

The Great Wizard?

Sha Rukh's expression changed: The enemy still has a great wizard staying behind?

Ko Ni was also surprised, with a firm voice: Use the alchemy bomb I made! Even if non-human beings exist, as long as they are not special types, being caught in the front of the explosion will also cause injury or even death!

Ma Sai looked at the enemies hundreds of meters away, a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he gently grabbed them with his palm!

This is the ability that he has been able to retrospect and solidify from a gourmet in history after a long time of research. It is inhuman - blood manipulation!

Although this extraordinary ability has little effect on other fourth-plasma users, the effect of group attack is unbelievably good!

Especially for ordinary troops with no special abilities!

Puff!

The faces of those native warriors turned red all of a sudden, blood oozed directly from the pores, and a large number of blood vessels in their bodies ruptured...

Clap!

A minigun fell to the ground, and the buff witchcraft on them couldn't stop the flow of life, making them fall down one by one clutching their hearts.

No! Asa, Simba...

Sha Rukh's eyes turned red, but Ko Ni who was next to him held him tightly: Don't be impulsive!

If it wasn't for the automatic defense of a magical item on her body just now, she and Sha Rukh might also be drained of blood and die!

What a troublesome person... I need to solve them one by one!

Marcy sighed and stepped into his shadow.

This is another ability he obtained backtracking - shadow jumping!

In fact, what Marse hopes to obtain most is the spiritual teleportation of the Shadowless One. Unfortunately, the Beyonders of the Shadow have always been mysterious, and there are very few who leave the mark of the secret history.

Connie grimaced, and took out a long string of alchemy bombs from her body.

Each of them is the size of a pomegranate, showing a translucent glass color, and there seem to be strange runes swimming inside.

This is a terrifying and destructive item that mixes gunpowder and rituals, and only extraordinary 'craftsmen' can create it!

Don't come here, or the bomb in my hand will explode as soon as I touch it, and the range will cover at least tens of meters nearby, and you won't be able to escape!

Connie threatened coldly.

Although she's just a little girl, her reaction, character, and determination... are much better than the native next to her. Who are you? Why do you want to help the native?

Mace walked out of the shadow of the nearby woods and asked in a cold voice.

They are not aborigines, but living people like us. The tragedy of Invensys cannot be repeated! Koni replied firmly.

The tragedy of Inves?

A gray mist flashed in Ma Sai's eyes, and he saw the double image of history on Ko Ni!