Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

The area of this small island is probably at least not smaller than the island in the Lost Forest or the isolated island map in Ark Survival Evolved.

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Chapter 220: Encountering a dwarf tribe on the mountain road.

“It’s so hot…”

Although it is located in the northern part of the earth, people on this island experienced abnormal June temperatures.

The five people who arrived on the island did not encounter the expected ambush.

Several people were even prepared to be fought the moment they arrived on the island, but it did not happen.

This place has very obvious characteristics of a northern island. First, there is the coast, followed by a few reefs, on which you can see some common beach creatures. Further into the area, there is a grassland, followed by a long forest composed of various trees that cannot be named.

"Wear a gas mask and be careful of poisonous snakes and mosquitoes."

Kirito kindly reminded the three fighters who followed him up. Only Baki showed reluctance, while the other two immediately understood and put on their masks.

Several people walked forward. For the sake of concealment, only Kazuma shone an ordinary household flashlight in front of his head, and the high-intensity flashlight was put away.

"Could it be that you've made a mistake? This isn't the destination they're sending us to. After all, there's no ambush here, and there don't seem to be any man-made structures."

Baki looked towards the raised mountains visible on the island.

Even with the faint light of the flashlight shrouded in fog, it looked like a primeval forest, with no man-made objects at all.

However, Kazuma and Kirito, the leaders of the team, don't think so.

They smelled it before putting on the mask.

That is the fragrance from this island.

The complex fragrance of the various existences was like a guiding light, directing the direction of their exploration.

It was also like a warning, telling them how huge the number of things that had been active here were.

He made a hushing motion backwards, signaling Baki to stop chattering like a little fag.

Baki shrugged helplessly and followed them inside. He felt that since they were already using flashlights, there was really no need to turn off the lights.

When they looked back and could no longer see the outline of the cruise ship parked a hundred meters away from the shore, and could only see the dim light faintly appearing in the fog, they had already entered the northwest corner of the island.

I stepped deeply and shallowly on the rugged mountains and grasslands, where the darkness was deep.

The environment here is very strange. You can occasionally hear the screams of seabirds in the sky at night, but there is no "liveliness" of an undeveloped island at all.

Not to mention poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts, it seems that there are no wild animals here except the rustling chirping of insects.

Apart from the footsteps of a few people and the heavy breathing through the masks, it was almost impossible to hear any other sound.

Suddenly, Kirito patted Kazuma's hand in front of him.

[Kiritani Kazuto: Turn off the flashlight and look over there]

Kazuma immediately turned off the flashlight, and the few people behind him who were already familiar with the light also stopped in confusion.

Then they followed Kirito's gaze.

There, on the other side of the mountain, a flickering fire seemed to be visible, but it was not clear enough due to the fog, like a tiny firefly in the mist.

This faint light did not move but flickered from time to time, making people wonder if it was an illusion of several people.

Or a signal to lure them into taking the bait.

In the pitch-black forest, several people looked at each other in surprise at the faint light of the stars and the moon shining through the gaps between the leaves.

Then, after Kazuma waved several times, he headed in that direction.

However, this time, because no one used any lighting tools, it became very difficult to move forward. From time to time, we would be tripped by things that were close at hand, or fall into some small ditches if we were not careful.

If the people present were not Kazuma, two multi-times-powered immortals, and one of humanity's top martial artists, this alone would be enough to stop ordinary people.

Besides the footsteps of my companions, I could only hear my own accelerated heartbeat.

Even a strong man like Kyogoku Makoto, who is hard to find an opponent, felt the tension and his hands and feet became stiff.

He breathed harder and moved forward, grabbing the corner of the person in front of him.

This state lasted for nearly half an hour, and the flickering light was getting closer and closer to them.

Only a few people can see it clearly.

This seems to have reached the central area of the island.

At this time, several people were on the mountain, and the source of the light was at the foot of the mountain. The surrounding things became clearly visible because of this rare source of lighting at night.

But everything in front of me is so scary.

The reason for the flickering light became clear.

Because it was a burning fire, and people would walk by the fire from time to time, so from a distance, when a "person" passed by the fire, the light source flickered once.

What a scene that was.

The layout is similar to a campsite, but there are no tents for people to sleep in.

The ugly, red-skinned dwarves were whispering blasphemous words around a guy who was clearly different from the other dwarves.

The dwarf's head looked particularly huge, as if the brain tissue was about to burst through his small skull.

And around that dwarf were the grain drying racks and the hardworking dwarves who were working on it.

They ripped the clothes off a woman in a gorgeous dress, who seemed to have lost consciousness for some reason.

Or perhaps he was unconscious like the people on the boat.

The short men raised their stone tools, cut the woman's arteries, and picked up a dirty stone basin to collect the flowing blood.

The fate of the woman can also be seen from the side.

All around, various human limbs were hung on simple wooden racks like bacon.

The cut-off female breasts, the palms, thighs, calves, arms, and heads pierced by wood, and the upper body with the internal organs removed, these small things supported the thing like pickled fish with small wooden sticks to ensure that every angle of the meat could be exposed to sunlight.

In addition to these things, there are some fresh things that are not suitable for drying. Looking at the eager expressions of the makers, it seems that they are their favorites. They are freshly taken out brains and ganglia located everywhere. These little guys carefully remove those parts, and then mix them with some green plants, mash them together into a paste, and add some seasonings carefully kept on the leaves.

That was the appetizing "white pork sauce" placed in a bowl that Kirito and Kazuma had seen on the boat.

The bearded uncle Hei Mu squatted down and looked at everything seriously. He looked carefully at the arrangement of the dwarfs below. It seemed that this place was the center. If you look closely at the dark places outside, you can also see some dwarfs' heads moving around in those dark places.

This seemed to explain why they did not encounter an ambush. It seemed that for some reason, these dwarves gathered in this place, and there seemed to be a cave entrance behind them.

However, just when he wanted to observe more, he found that the people in front of him had all stood up.

He was stunned, but then stood up.

That's right, there's no need to continue watching. Never mind their arrangements or anything else. There's no need to hesitate. Since these things appear in front of you, what's the reason to let them continue to live?

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Chapter 221: Summoning clan members as powerful as monsters.

As several people stood up and moved downwards quickly, the things gathered below reacted instantly.

These little things seemed to have some degree of night vision ability, and their red little eyes locked onto them without any deviation as they twisted.

It wasn't just below them, but in the darkness of the entire lowland at the foot of the mountain, where only the vague shadow of a bald head could be seen, countless pairs of small red eyes twisted towards them.

Faced with those dense red dots, the few people did not feel the slightest fear.

If they are what we have to face when we come to the island, then let them pay the price.

Angry shouts came from below. The dwarves were not afraid of the sudden appearance of the people. Instead, they showed a feeling of extreme anger as if something had been interrupted.

The weapons they raised were mostly spears and short spears. These little guys didn't seem to be good at smelting tools, and these weapons were also extremely rough.

But their numbers are absolutely astonishing.

Seeing that several of them were exposed, everyone stopped silencing themselves.

"Aha!"

Baki, the excited kid, was the first to rush into the group of dwarves.

Facing the spear that was stabbing straight at him, he simply crouched down and swept it across. The huge force actually kicked away all the hillbillies whose physical strength was no less than that of adults.

"Roar!"

But then they pounced again.

Kirito and Kazuma also rushed into the battlefield immediately, but both of them were more efficient in killing, with a hot weapon in one hand and a cold weapon in the other, and their shots brought up patches of blood.

The remaining two are not weak at all.

Kyogoku Makoto, whose muscles are not exaggerated among the three fighters, actually has the strongest strength.

He actually reached out and caught the spears that were stabbed at him by several small monsters, then threw them out, and then his feet kicked out continuously like a rainstorm.

Kick all those little guys who lost their balance away.

As soon as these five people appeared, they were like they were in an empty space.

These little things can definitely make ordinary adventurers fail in the wild. They are completely vulnerable.

After firing a volley of bullets, Kirito simply put away his gun, raised his two swords, one on the left and one on the right, and ran backwards. When the other monsters felt scared and gathered together to chase him, he turned around and stabbed the two monsters in front of him with his sword, causing their blood and brain matter to spurt out.

Then he turned his head, swung the knife, and kept twisting his waist to chop.

The monsters in front of him were killed one by one like straw.

"Cool!"

As Kirito's physical fitness gradually approaches and even surpasses the template in the game, he feels that he is becoming more and more adept, and some sophisticated sword techniques can even be used in reality.

He hadn't felt this feeling for a long time. The other party was a pure monster, an absolutely evil thing that ate people.

Don’t worry about whether it’s moral or not, don’t worry about whether this will make anyone sad, and don’t be an indecisive mother-in-law!

Just let your hands feel the sharp blade cutting into your flesh, and just listen to the wails of those damn abominable things!

Don't worry about any feelings, just slaughter these private inhuman things! Kill! Kill, kill, kill! Kill, kill, kill!

Even if the blade quickly becomes dull, it doesn't matter, because it is enough to kill these dogs with its own strength!

The more the killer's movements became, the smoother they became. He moved swiftly and swiftly, constantly striking with the knife.

Picking up the sword skills that he had memorized again, this was undoubtedly the place where these skills that had been engraved in his body could be put to good use, rather than going to a kendo hall with a bamboo sword.

Kazuma was also dealing with the enemies in an orderly manner, and then he turned around and saw Kirito rushing into the monster pile like mowing grass, without stopping at all, constantly spinning his knife, and the happy shouts he made from time to time.

"It's so refreshing!"

"No way? The last sane person in the team besides me is starting to go crazy."

Kazuma looked embarrassed and glanced around. The uncle and the dark-skinned guy were also protecting each other beside him and killing the enemies in an orderly manner.

When the man named Baki saw Kirito charging into the enemy camp, he seemed to go crazy, his eyes turned red, and then he rushed into the crowd in the darkness.

Because some monsters have knives hidden under their bones, a radical monster like Baki inevitably has some scratches on his body. However, judging from his appearance, he doesn't take these injuries seriously at all.

"Okay! Leave some for me too!"

Kazuma looked around and suddenly found that something was leaving here.

That's the little guy with the unusually large head.

When observing it before, Kazuma suspected that it might be the leader of these things.

So Kazuma put away his gun, took out a high-intensity flashlight, and scanned around. Then he found the big head being carried by several hillbillies in the cave he had seen before and being moved inside.

Without hesitation, Kazuma raised his axe, said hello to the people around him, and chased in.

"You guys hold on, their leader is heading inside, I'll go check it out."

"Don't worry, we won't let those things pass."

The two of them also had the heart to reply to Kazuma during the battle.

Kazuma didn't say much, just followed him into the cave with a flashlight.

The cave was darker than the outside due to the lack of natural light, and the space inside was larger than Kazuma had imagined.

Sharp stone pendants can be seen all around, and some ancient and obscure texts are engraved on the walls.