The barking of the hounds signaled the approach of danger, and this danger was obviously targeted at Feng Bujue.
He opened the game menu and looked at the mission panel. The time displayed was: [Time until sunrise: 203 minutes.]
It had been 37 minutes since General Zarov set off. Although Feng Bujue had been traveling as fast as he could for more than an hour, the possibility of the enemy catching up to him was still very high.
When the barking of the hounds got closer, the giant python not far away gave up on its meal. It abandoned the wild boar and fled into the dark forest. It seemed that the animals on this island knew what the barking meant. Even if they were not afraid of the dogs, they were afraid of the owners.
Feng Bujue realized that the situation was urgent. He had to make an effective response. Even if he was doomed to die, he had to try his best to buy more time for his two teammates and increase their chances of clearing the level.
Hiding was not going to work. Feng Bujue had more or less left some footprints along the way. With the general's tracking ability, not to mention footprints, even broken branches, stepped on weeds, and so on would not be able to escape the eyes of the Cossacks.
Furthermore, Zarov had brought his hounds with him. The smell left on the ground was as obvious as a road sign to animals that had a better sense of smell than humans.
In this situation, the prey should be extremely nervous. In a dark and complicated environment, hearing that a powerful boss was gradually approaching, but not knowing when and how this "human hunter" would attack. This feeling was self-evident. In most horror or action games, being chased by something was often a test of the player's mental fortitude and control.
If it were any other player, they would have run away long ago. They would not have cared about direction. They would have just run away from the barking of the hounds. However, Feng Bujue was as calm as ever. He did not feel fear. He quietly put away his knife and used the flashlight to confirm which direction was the safest before he started running.
He was not worried that the flashlight would expose his whereabouts. Even if he turned off the flashlight, it would not slow down the enemy's approach. Instead, it would make it difficult for him to move in the dark.
After Feng Bujue observed for a while, he felt that the path to the north was a little flat. He used the flashlight to illuminate the path ahead and ran as fast as he could. The barking of the hounds behind him was still getting closer, but he ignored the auditory pressure. He did not turn back or get distracted once. He focused all his attention on the path ahead to ensure that his speed was not affected.
When running in such irregular terrain, the escapee should not turn back to look at the pursuer every three steps. Doing so would only cause more harm than good.
In the many horror movies that Feng Bujue had seen, there was a plot that appeared quite frequently. A character, usually a beautiful woman, was being chased by a monster, and the place where they were being chased was the forest. The beautiful woman ran as she screamed and looked back at the camera from time to time. The camera followed her from the monster's point of view, constantly changing between shots. After running like this for a while, there was a one hundred percent chance that the character would fall. Then, with a chaotic editing scene, a screen full of ketchup, and a squeal that sounded like a pig being slaughtered, the monster would get the first blood.
Feng Bujue would not make this kind of mistake. It was impossible for him to trip over the monster. It was more realistic for him to trip over the monster.
The chase continued for a while, and the barking of the hounds was finally about fifteen meters behind Feng Bujue. He knew that he had entered the enemy's line of sight. Logically speaking, Zarov had two choices. One, he could loosen the hound's collar and allow the dog to charge freely at the target. Two, he could use his Boss-level shooting ability to finish the job.
Either way, Feng Bujue would be killed in a matter of seconds. The only difference was whether his throat would be torn apart by the sharp teeth or the back of his head would be blown up by the bullet.
However, as the saying went, a wound on the back was the shame of a swordsman. Hmm … that did not seem to have much to do with the current situation.
In any case, Feng Bujue decided that even if he was going to die, he would put up a fight. Since it was going to be over soon, the Life Points and Stamina Points that had not been depleted would be meaningless. With a thought, he activated Body Enhancement Spell and suddenly accelerated. With a stomp of his feet, he jumped to the side and hid behind a tree.
This was the first time that Feng Bujue had used this skill. The feeling after activating it was amazing. It was as if the blood in his body was boiling, and his whole body was radiating heat. This kind of 'heat' was different from the heat brought about by the environment. It was not sticky and uncomfortable. Instead, it brought about a kind of mental excitement. It was not an exaggeration to say that it had ignited his fighting spirit.
As a skill that did not consume any energy and only used up Life Points, this was the effect that Chen Ge wanted.
Something's not right … Feng Bujue, who was behind the tree, suddenly had a suspicion.
After activating the skill, Feng Bujue's various physical abilities were strengthened. Naturally, his five senses were heightened as well. His hearing became very sensitive, and his reaction speed was superhuman. Intuitively speaking, even the flow of time seemed to have slowed down. At that moment, he could clearly distinguish and separate the various small sounds that entered his ears. Therefore, he realized that under the cover of the barking of the hounds, there was only the sound of four legs stomping on the ground. There was no sound of human footsteps at all.
He poked his head out from behind the tree, and as he expected, there was no flashlight or other light source. General Zaroff would not have chased after him blindly with the hounds, so … he could basically confirm that from the beginning, it was only a dog that chased after him.
Feng Bujue soon understood. This was the scenario leaving a way for the players to survive. He had overestimated the difficulty of the scenario. He had thought that the general would take around half an hour to catch up to him with the dogs, but from the looks of it, Zaroff had first released the large pack of hunting dogs that he had seen at the castle, and he had taken his time to catch up to them.
Perhaps it was due to One Blade's premature death and Passing Rain's disconnection, or perhaps the difficulty of the scenario was based on what the players could do in the one hour before the boss set off. In any case, this kind of setting was more in line with the system's usual flawless style.
Since the players could split up, the monsters could split up as well. This way, there would not be a situation where one team cleared the scenario without any difficulty while the other team fell into despair. Every team would face this kind of challenge, and correspondingly, the boss would appear later.
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