"Pack up your things and prepare to leave. Try to complete the mission before sunset."
Allen opened the supply box, took out the contents, put them in his backpack, and gathered everyone with Xue Yin. Belmore led the way, and the four of them walked in a line and left the mountain. After they left, a few figures emerged from the bushes in the distance. It was Cage, who had some friction with Allen at the base. He had four men and one woman under him. The woman beside him frowned and said, "We shouldn't be here."
"Shut up. Didn't you hear how that bastard humiliated us? If we don't teach him a lesson, he really thinks that Bescot is that great. "Cage gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face twitching slightly from excessive excitement.
He gestured, "Let's follow him and catch a chance to give him a few black shots. Let's see if he dares to be so complacent. Just a fourth-class military merit and you're so arrogant? "
With a cold snort, Cage leapt forward with his waist bent. The woman and her companions could only follow helplessly. The group of people hung behind Allen and the others and headed towards the Snow Crystal Mine together.
In front of them, the four of them turned around an ancient tree. Lucy looked back and said, "Some rats are following us."
"I know. They've been following us since we left the base. It seems like they want to take advantage of us." Allen had no expression on his face, as if he was talking about something unimportant.
Lucy asked casually, "How do you want to deal with them?"
"So far, they haven't done anything too excessive. If they're just hanging behind us, we'll give them some trouble. But not now. We'll call them after the mission is completed. Oh, we've arrived at the mine. "Allen stopped and used a strange tree with a crooked trunk to block most of his body. From his direction, he could see the gate of the mine.
An iron plate hung diagonally on the door. Some of the words were already blurred, and the remaining words could be distinguished as "Federation Mine". The door was slanted and submerged in the grass. The other side remained the same, blocking most of Allen's line of sight. There were barbed wire fences and sentry towers on both sides of the mine. Because it had been abandoned for a period of time, it now looked like the sentry tower had collapsed, the barbed wire had also been torn down, and some places had been torn by sharp objects.
A bumpy stone path meandered into the depths of the mine. On a hill around a bend, a headhunter was crouching. He stood motionless in the wind like a statue, occasionally picking up something and throwing it into his mouth, chewing and swallowing. Allen pointed at the headhunter and looked at Belmore. The latter understood and quietly entered the Shadow Passage. A moment later, a black mist rose behind the headhunter. Belmore walked out of the black mist and easily dealt with the sentry.
After killing the rest of the Sentinels, Allen looked at Regis. The latter exhaled a puff of hot smoke, took out his sword and saber, held them in both hands, and strode into the mining area.
"Let's go to the exit of the mine and guard it. If we don't resist, we'll be allowed to surrender." Allen said simply and brought Lucy into the mine.
The mine was very quiet, with only the sound of the wind blowing echoing. There were still a few hours before sunset, and for headhunters, it was the deepest sleep of the day.
(Not the end of this chapter, please turn the page) There were three mines in the mine, one and two of which collapsed during the headhunter's attack due to the battle and were currently inaccessible. Mine No. 3 remained the same, but the mine was no longer used to collect snow crystals. Instead, it had become the lair of the Iron Fist Tribe.
Above the entrance of the mine was a tribal flag with a fist drawn on it. That was the totem of the Iron Fist Tribe. The mine was very quiet, extending along a railroad track, with extinguished torches inserted into the walls of the shaft on both sides. The headhunters had already remodeled the mine, and the mine had been opened up and expanded to form a hall. Several stone pillars supported the entire hall, and below the stone pillars were piled skulls of all sizes.
Most of these skulls belonged to various beasts, but human skulls could also be seen inside.
There were a few bonfires in the corner of the hall. The bonfires were almost extinguished. Now, the flames were very weak and could only illuminate a corner of the hall. There was a simple, hand-made grill on the fire. There was still some kind of wild beast's steak being smoked on the grill, so the air in the hall was filled with a faint fragrance of meat. In the shadows of the hall, the headhunters slept in groups of three or five. In the deepest part of the forest, there was a high platform made of wood.
The platform was forty to fifty centimeters above the ground, two meters long and wide, and covered with withered grass and animal skins. In the middle lay a headhunter, his skin occasionally flowing with a light blue luster in the shadows. He had more decorations on his body than ordinary headhunters. The earrings made of beast bones, the necklace made of small beast skulls, the variegated cloak made of beast fur, and a totem tattoo on his chest all indicated his identity.
Moreover, on both sides of him, there was a woman lying naked, hugging him intimately and sleeping soundly.
This was the chief of the Iron Fist Tribe, Copper Beard.
Copper Beard had a thick beard that was rarely seen in headhunters, so he deliberately kept them as long as his head and tied them together. He was also a very unique person among headhunters. He had made many great decisions, and occupying mines under human control was one of them. After half a year of occupation, Steelbeard had already regarded this mine as his home.
So when he smelled the scent of humans at home in his sleep, Copper Beard opened his eyes abruptly. Quickly and silently, he flipped over and lay on the high platform in a half-squatting position. His eyes shone brightly as his gaze pierced through the shadows and landed on a figure against the light at the distant entrance.
It's a human!
The bronze beard let out a sharp howl. The howl echoed in the hall, waking up all of his familiar compatriots. The headhunter sleeping by the campfire immediately threw the wood into the fire. With new fuel, the flames gradually burned even more fiercely. With a boom, a meter-high flame rose from the campfire, illuminating the entire hall. In the flames, Regis strode into the hall. The saber and sword pointed at his feet, and the youth's gaze slowly swept from left to right.
The headhunters who were swept by his gaze all raised their spear bows, extended their canines, and roared at Regis.
Regis remained unmoved, and even the frequency of his breathing did not change in the slightest.
Dang! Zhan Tie and Zhu Jue collided with each other, producing a crisp sound that echoed in the hall. Without needing to say anything, Copper Beard knew that he had come with ill intentions. He immediately squeaked and pointed at Lei Jie.
Si pointed, and ten warriors immediately rushed out from the surroundings of the hall. Two of them rolled over and stood on the left and right sides of Regis, nocking their bows and shooting. The others spread out and pounced over. From the position and angle of their attacks, one could tell that they were extremely good at working together to surround and kill.
Regis's eyes suddenly lit up. He leaned forward and crashed into the headhunters in front of him faster than a bald arrow. Sabers and swords flew out together, drawing out cold light and rivers of stars. Instantly, the hall was filled with saber light and sword qi. The awe-inspiring pressure caused the flames to dim quite a bit. Even Copper Beard felt pain in his eyes. The other clansmen had long since shed tears.
In the blink of an eye, the headhunter warriors had been killed. Regis almost carried a ball of cold light as he continuously crashed into the steel whiskers on the high platform. Immediately, a cry of astonishment rang out. The remaining headhunter warriors poured out of the nest. For a moment, sharp arrows pierced through the air in the hall, and spears rained down like rain, shattering the lights in the hall into pieces of shattered light curtains.
Outside the mine, the cold wind was endless. Allen's silver hair swayed in the wind. He leaned against a crane and listened to the movements in the well. He shook his head and said, "Regis, this fellow, clearly only needs to kill the warriors and chiefs while the other party is asleep. He must deliberately release his aura to wake the headhunter up. He is truly childish."
The black robe was carried away by the wind, like a pitch-black flame. Belmond looked into the mine and smiled, "That's the strength of character that Young Master Regis should have. He has always knocked down his enemies in a dignified manner."
"So, I'm the sneaky type?"
Belmond laughed, "I didn't say that. If Young Master Allen insists on thinking so, then I have nothing to say."
"Your mouth is getting better and better. No wonder Kira likes you."
Lucy sat in the cab of the crane, her legs swaying back and forth. "Aren't you two too leisurely? Regis is risking his life in the mine."
"That level of battle is not considered desperate for him. Don't worry." Allen looked in the direction of the mine gate. "Those rats are too close. I can smell the stench on their bodies."
"Do you want me to hit them?" Belmond squatted down and said.
Allen shook his head, "Forget it, let's not worry about them for now."
At this moment, another imposing aura rose from the mine. That imposing aura was also somewhat sharp. Allen said, "The Iron Fist Chieftain has made his move."
The bronze beard had no choice but to make a move. The headhunter warrior who had pounced on Regis was knocked down by the exceptionally hard human youth in a few exchanges. The Iron Slashing Sword and the Star Saber Execution danced in Regis's hands, creating a ball of sword light and saber shadows. Under his saber and sword attacks, the warriors of the Iron Fist Tribe were unable to even take a single move before their lives were taken away by the saber and sword. Regis spun like a top among the headhunters, and the bronze beard could only watch helplessly as figures were thrown out and landed on the ground, turning into lifeless corpses.
He finally couldn't help but let out a sharp howl. The beard that was tied up suddenly exploded, and as the Origin Energy flames pierced through his body, the Iron Fist Chieftain's beard flew backwards. With a stomp of his foot, the two short-handled shotguns on the stage bounced up and shot towards Regis like lightning. The bronze beard followed closely behind, shooting down from the platform and dodging towards Regis with a punch!
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