It was already dawn.
The sky on Frost Star is always white? Sarcocystis? Wei Wei Zhang Xi? Fu Ma Huan Mi Zhan Mu? Eh? Flounder? Bin? Amazing Male Shaman Basic-D Knock on the Condyle to Fall in Love with the Cursed Alliance? Xing Chun Xue Xin Si wakes up? Bastard instigated me to scold Mu Yun? Enough??? Kao Ye's tomb? Alliance? Does Imperial Province still have R? Malaria? Nightmare Twilight? Xi? Create a dao? Eh? Pan? Fan Xun Piao and Mu Wu?
Her red hair fluttered in the wind like a flame.
This was a headhunter. As the most intelligent native life on Frost Planet, they had a similar figure to humans. Just like the hunter in front of him, he was very skinny, so skinny that a strong wind would blow him away. However, his long arms and legs were firmly gripping onto the iron arm of the crane beneath him. No matter how strong the wind was, it would not be able to blow him off the crane.
The headhunter\'s ice-blue skin made him almost embedded with the sky. * * A fist-shaped pattern was painted on his upper body with natural paint. That was the totem of the tribe. Only real warriors were qualified to draw tribal totems on their bodies. This was the symbol of his pride. He was squatting, but his upper body was perfectly straight, like a ten thousand feet high cliff, completely unaffected by the cold wind.
The hunter carried a quiver made of animal skin on his back. There were more than ten arrows made of bones in the quiver. Next to the quiver was a bow. It was a longbow made of bones and the tendons of some wild beast. At his feet, there was a spear lying flat. The tip of the spear was made from the hardest snow crystal, also known as iron crystal. It was the hardest part of the snow crystal. Its entire body was translucent, but it was harder than steel.
The body of the spear was a coarse piece of bone. The sharpened iron crystal and the bone handle combined to form this battle spear. To be able to use a spear made of iron crystals was also a symbol of status.
The animal skin skirt around his waist was fluttering in the wind. The wind blew through the bone armor wrapped around his wrists and calves, and the sound of sobbing could be heard. The hunter opened his mouth full of broken teeth, raised his hand, and put a leg of an unknown beast near his mouth. With a hard pull, he tore off a piece of bloody meat. He chewed randomly, then swallowed.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew over. It seemed to carry with it something else.
It was the smell!
The hunter's keen sense of smell told him that it was a human scent. Humans, one of those annoying invaders. They occupied the Snow Crystal Mine and built a steel fortress on the ground. They caused many tribes to lose their homes, but there were still some troops who joined them. The hunters of the Iron Fist Tribe hated human beings, just like the hunter in front of him. He swore that he would not compromise with human beings like his weak compatriots instead of fighting!
The Hunter was located in the Snow Crystal Mine that was once under the control of Castellan Rock Base. To headhunters, Cold Snow Crystals were gifts from the earth, the blood of the planet. Yet humans own them and mine them, which is an intolerable thing for the headhunters. The mine in front of them was the spoils of war that they recaptured from the hands of the humans. The mine was still roughly the same, and there were even some tools abandoned by humans when they fled.
The crane beneath the hunter's feet was one of them.
At this moment, he smelled the scent of humans and was searching for intruders with all his might with his advantage of being condescending and his astonishing eyesight. However, his gaze swept across more than half of the mine and he didn't find a single person. The hunter was puzzled. Suddenly, the shadow under his appearance seemed to have thickened, so much so that it was as if there was another person standing behind him.
In the entire tribe, even the chief would not be able to sneak up behind him without being noticed. The hunter immediately reached out to grab the spear at his feet. As soon as his hand touched the bone hilt, his head was already filled with the pain of a steel needle piercing through his body. Following that, the entire world gradually darkened in his eyes.
A wisp of black mist fire condensed into substance and shot out from between the hunter's eyebrows. At the back of the hunter's head, Belmond was withdrawing his two fingers from the hunter's head. He casually grabbed the hunter's corpse and black mist rose around him. He opened the shadow passageway and disappeared from the crane with the hunter.
The mine was very quiet. Headhunters, like most Frost Star creatures, hated to move around during the day. Night was the beginning of their day. As for the day, only a few warriors were on guard. On the crane's boom, the cold wind blew an iron hook endlessly. However, the remaining sentries in the mine did not notice that one of their companions was missing from the boom.
A kilometer away from the mine was a low hill. Allen and Regis had just finished disguising the tactical flying car when Belmond's aura appeared on the field. A ball of black mist dispersed and Belmond emerged from the shadow passageway. He casually threw the hunter's corpse to the ground. He was still holding a spear and flicking it with his fingers. The bone hilt immediately echoed in a low voice.
Allen walked over and flipped the hunter's corpse over. Then, he began to examine the hunter's body structure. Regis sat cross-legged on the ground and said disapprovingly, "What's there to check on these guys? Let's just kill them."
"You can't say that. We'll probably stay on Frost Star for a while. It's always good to get to know more about the natives of these planets. You see, the Iron Fist Tribe is limited in size, but their chief is already at the level of Level 17. If it was a larger tribe, there should be stronger warriors. It's better not to underestimate them too much. "Oh, look here …" Allen opened the hunter's mouth. The hunter's mouth was covered with short, sharp teeth, which allowed them to easily tear off their prey's body like wild beasts. Allen gently pressed down on the muscles on both sides of his mouth, and two curved canines slid down from the top of his mouth.
"When fighting with them, be careful not to let them bite you." Allen stretched out his hand and gently touched his canine teeth, and his fingertips made a shallow cut. These two canine teeth were extremely sharp. If they bit with all their might, they would probably be able to bite through the armor.
Allen reached out and touched the hunter's chest. He felt that his skin was very thin, and there was no muscle tissue underneath. It was directly a hard bone. He frowned and took out the devil's praise from behind his waist. Then, he began to pull it down from his neck fossa. The dagger slid all the way to the hunter's abdomen. Only then did Allen use his hands to pull the hunter's skin apart, revealing a layer of almost black bones.
"Is it exoskeleton?" Belmond whispered.
Allen did not answer and continued to use the dagger to pry open a few bones. Only then did he discover that the bones were muscles. Only after separating the muscle layer did the hunter's chest, internal organs, and skeleton appear. The outer bones were like armor. They were mainly distributed in front of the hunter's chest. As for the back, it was like a human's, except for the vertebrae, there was no other bone tissue. It could be imagined that if he attacked directly from the front, it would probably be very difficult to deal a fatal blow to the headhunter.
Unless there was a huge disparity in strength, they could only be killed with overwhelming strength. Otherwise, attacking from behind would be a time-saving and labor-saving method.
In the following examination, Allen discovered that the hunter's palm could extend and contract short black thorns. These short thorns could be shot out of the body, and the short thorns were determined by a soft muscle group beneath the forearm. When they contracted, they would shoot out these short black thorns from their palms like pulling a trigger. If he shot at an unarmored part at close range, it would cause quite a bit of trouble.
In addition, the hunter's muscle fibers were more distributed and thinner. This made them slender, but more explosive, and gave them the agility and speed of a cheetah. It took about an hour to analyze the hunter's body structure. While Allen was using a river flowing through the forest not far away to wash the blood off his hands, the hunter's corpse was buried under an ancient tree for Belmond to nourish the forest.
"There are still three sentinels left. They are in these positions." Belmond drew a simple plan of the mine on the snow and forcefully pointed out the location of the sentinels. "As for the other headhunters, they should be hiding in the mine. After all, they hate the day, just like the night is for humans. They are probably sleeping now. "
"Then we've picked up a bargain." Said Allen. He pointed at the sentry and said, "Leave these guys to us. As for the headhunters in the mine, let Regis be in charge."
Regis frowned and said, "According to the information, there are only thirty warriors in this tribe?"
Allen nodded.
"What about the others?" "I'm not used to waving my saber at old people and children," Regis said hesitantly.
"Then don't force yourself. I'll take care of it."
"Are you going to kill them?" Regis frowned.
"If necessary, I will." Allen patted him on the shoulder and said, "To the natives of this planet, we are invaders." Even if we didn't do anything, our hands were already stained with blood. This hatred is hard to resolve, especially after we killed their men. Letting them go was naturally a kind act, but in the end, this kind of kindness was only a kind of hypocrisy, and the flames of hatred would not be extinguished. When they bring more of their compatriots to take revenge, we will only plant greater hatred. "
"Just like the professors at Dawn Academy always say, there is no justice in war, and I have never thought of myself as the moral high ground. All I want to do is to help my mother fulfill her unfinished obligations as much as possible, and then accumulate my own strength to fulfill some promises. In the end, it will be enough to make life better for myself and the people around me. " Allen took a deep breath and his eyes became deep. "As for the things I have to carry, I have been prepared since I decided to take this path."
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