this is my ark journey

With the help of a profiteer, Ryan now has an official identity. He is a Ribery courier from Long Beach Town. Originally, Skadi suggested that he wear cat ears to play as Filin, but he was sternly rejected.

It's better for Li Boli, just rub a few dull hairs on the top of his head.

"Tsk, is there someone going to war in this kind of ghostly weather?" Ren, who looked like a gray sparrow, put his hands in his pockets and took a few steps forward. What was blocking the front of the car was a huge bomb crater.

There is more than one crater several meters in size, stretching forward in a patchwork pattern, and in the middle are burning vehicles, arrows stuck on the ground randomly, and dozens of corpses.

"Origin stone mortar did it, there is more than one military weapon of this kind, who in the wilderness has such luxurious firepower. '

Ren walked around the crater and looked at the corpses. They were all wearing multifunctional tactical vests, and the broken crossbow fragments were also extremely fine. Needless to say, they were all outsiders.

He bent down, fumbled for a soldier's badge from the coat pocket of a half-dead corpse, turned it over, and saw a line of words written in Victorian language on it.

Columbia Blackheart Mining Company, second-level operator Locke Lorenz.

"It's really fate, you can meet Colombians in this place." Rein remembered that it was Skadi who was going to Colombia, shrugged and stuffed the soldier badge back into the body pocket.

Interesting, according to the map, I have already passed Rutland, Colombia is probably not thousands of kilometers away, how did these mercenaries come here?

Mercenaries would not go on holiday in the wilderness fully armed. Even the attackers were very interesting. Not only did they use military weapons, but they even took away their own corpses.

Forget it, it's none of my business for them to fight back and forth, the supplies are running out, so I'd better pick up the trash first.

Ren didn't bother to think about it. The off-road vehicle was too broken. He wanted to change it. No matter how bad it was, he would find some source stone ingots to replace the energy source. This Terra doesn't use oil, and the vehicles are all driven by source stones, and he doesn't know how to use source stones. recharge.

crunch--

Opening the twisted car door and dragging out the mercenary who died on the seat, the wasteland garbage guy began to search carefully. He used the straight sun sword as a crowbar, and there was a good thing in the first box.

With luck, a box full of compressed biscuits.

The biscuits are all good from Colombia, enough for him to eat for half a month. If he can find the origin stone ingot, Ren will drive all the way to Kazdale. The ghost knows if the settlement in the wilderness is a den of thieves. Don't go in.

"Huh?" He stepped into the carriage again, but raised his eyebrows slightly.

In order to search for survivors, Ren opened his soul vision, and just now he glanced down to the ground and found a faint soul flame. This is not a survivor, or even a human being. It is too weak, and the color is neither white nor black, nor is it Haisi. The red is a purple that he has never seen before.

'Is there something under the chassis? '

He lay on the ground and saw a bullet crater under the armored vehicle, and could vaguely see something hidden in the crater.

That should be what they escort.

Just now he found traces of a hasty search in the car, presumably the ambushers went after and wiped out the remnants of the enemy after the hasty search, and this black-hearted company is also a thieves playing tricks under the lights, hiding important items under the car and killing the enemy Attracted away.

The more you know, the shorter your life will be. If it was an ordinary messenger, he would have already run away, but Ren is here to find the truth.

Hesitating for a moment, Ren put his hands on the carriage and pushed hard. His strength has reached the average level of Terra now, and with about [-]% of his strength, the armored wheel moves forward, and the crater is exposed in a short time.

"What is this??" Ren was taken aback when he saw it clearly, and saw something more than one meter high in the crater. It was not a high-tech creation, nor was it a valuable item. It was just a——

statue.

The stone seat seems to have just been installed, and fragments of the box are scattered on the ground. The statue on it is not huge, but it is lifelike. It is a humanoid monster.

It has a bald head, a pair of bony wings on the back, and a mouth like an octopus tentacles, which is incongruous no matter how you look at it.

How do I feel that the San value is dropping?

Ren stared at the statue quietly, feeling parched. He could describe every part of the statue with weak words, but he couldn't describe the whole, and this feeling seemed familiar.

Bishop of the Deep Sea?Does this thing have something to do with the deep sea?

The man's pupils shrank, he didn't expect to encounter a clue just as he went out.

Countless questions lingered in his mind, and Ren's eyes were firmly attracted, as if he had gotten into the horns of a dead end. The more he couldn't figure it out, the more absorbed he became, until there was a scream above his head.

woo-

The ear-piercing sound moved from far to near, and Ren raised his head to see a black shadow crossing a parabola in the air, and then ruthlessly plunged into the soil ten meters away.

boom! ! !

A ball of fire illuminated his eyes, and the flames mixed with mud rushed towards him.

Shelling! ?

Chapter 24 Almighty! ! !

boom! !

The flames of technology bloomed in front of Ren for the first time. Even if you have seen Skadi's physical unparalleled and the various origin stone skills of the wilderness mercenaries, it can only be regarded as magic.

But now a cannonball exploded ten meters away, and the shock wave of Originium energy knocked him to the ground.

'Come back so soon? '

Ren is also a time traveler, how to avoid shelling has been seen in various dramas, so he jumped into the pit to avoid shrapnel.

Boom - boom!

The explosion sounded every few seconds, and the opponent's accuracy was a little bit bad, but Ren didn't dare to wait any longer.

"Come on!" He picked up the statue and ran away. When he really hugged it, he realized that it was very heavy. He didn't know what material it was made of, and it was much heavier than its volume.

With a burden in his arms, his speed suddenly slowed down. He had just taken two steps when a violent heat wave hit his back.

Dry!

Ren rolled on the ground several times, only feeling a burning pain in his back, thinking that he would either be blown to death or hacked to death in this way, his heart sank.

The hands holding the statue ignited raging flames, as if they were going to burn the statue to ashes. Ren stared at it, thinking that if he couldn't burn it, he would throw it away and run away. You can find clues and so on. What if you die? manage.

The flames sprang up and slowly swallowed the statue like a quagmire. Ren was stunned for a moment, showing a dazed expression.

"Sure enough, things with soul fire can be swallowed!"

Killing the enemy and plundering the powerful flame of the soul, Ren has long known that the darkness is two-way, but it is not Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket. He has tried to devour materials but it is all useless.

But why is that statue still there! !

Ren saw that in the world illuminated by the smoldering fire, the statue did not turn into nothingness, but stood beside the flame like an ornament. He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think about it.

boom! !

The explosion woke him up with ringing in his ears, what the fuck.

Ren raised his head and looked around, and finally locked on the dark cloud-covered east. After deciding to run forward, he opened the door, got into the cab, drank the element bottle with one hand, started the ignition with the other, and stepped on the accelerator to the end.

Shila-

The tires screeched, the off-road vehicle sprinted around the wreckage, and there was another explosion, shrapnel jingling on the door.

Old Jose, a profiteer, still has a conscience, he didn't fool me with inferior steel plates!

Ren stared at the front, the front window had been shaken out of cracks, and he turned the steering wheel with both hands, and the whole car swayed left and right in an S shape in the wilderness.

At this moment, the gunfire stopped, and Ren knew that something was wrong. He turned his head and looked in the rearview mirror, only to see that the wilderness was filled with dust, and five motorcycles were firmly attached behind him.

There are two people on each motorcycle. The rider on the bike is wearing goggles and a khaki cape. The person in the back seat stands up and shoots with a long-range weapon.

Swah——

Ren only felt a gust of wind sweeping past him, and when he looked sideways, he saw a half-meter-long crossbow bolt slammed into the side seat next to him, and the arrow feathers were still trembling.

Made, didn't I just pick up something?

Ren already knew that the matter would be difficult to settle. Could it be that he could stop the car and tell the pursuers that he just happened to pass by?

He slammed the steering wheel to the left and saw a ball of azure blue light fall on the side, black smoke exploded with a 'bang' sound, he gritted his teeth, and simply pressed the sun sword on the accelerator to keep the off-road vehicle driving straight while he himself He leaned half his body out of the car window, holding a heresy staff like a bent branch in his hand.

"Only you can attack remotely!?"

A blue light appeared on the staff, and quickly condensed into an arrow. In the past half month, Ren learned all the scrolls he found, apart from learning the general knowledge of Terra.

Soul Arrow! !

The arrow broke away from the staff and flew towards the back. The speed was not too fast, but the distance between the two sides was too close. The motorcycle in the front just happened to be hit by the front wheel, and the two knights were thrown out immediately. into a ragu.

As the most basic magic, the consumption of the soul arrow on Ren is negligible. He shrank his head, dodged the crossbow arrow that went straight to the door, and immediately released the second soul arrow.

"Be careful, the enemy is a warlock."

"Spread out! Prepare for close combat. He was injured in the shelling just now. Try to catch him alive!"

After a brief exchange in Sargon, the remaining four motorcycles sped up and outflanked the two wings. The people in the back seat used crossbow arrows and Originium skills to suppress them, while the riders in front stood up and drew out their cold and shining scimitars.

"Sargon??" Ren was taken aback when he saw the scimitar. He had read the book and knew that Sargon was a major kingdom hundreds of miles west of Long Beach Town, but why did they appear here? Colombian mercenaries ganged up? ?

"It doesn't matter, let me die!"

Ren raised his staff and aimed at the nearest motorcycle, and saw that the rider took out a round shield, and the energy gathering time was a little longer this time.

Powerful Soul Arrow!

The difference between two words is several times more powerful, and the obviously thick arrow flew away and bombarded the surface of the round shield.

boom! !

Particles overflowed, the arrows shattered, and the alloy round shield was not smashed, but the inertia made the whole motorcycle crooked, and the crossbow arrow aimed at Ren's head in the back seat flew to nowhere.

Close, closer!

Taking advantage of Renn's attack, two other groups of men and horses came up from both sides. The rider's feet were slightly bent, and he was ready for close combat.

The off-road vehicle and the motorcycle were speeding at a speed of nearly [-] kilometers per hour. Ren looked at them coldly and held his breath.

Ten meters, six meters, three meters...

coming! !

They were already neck and neck, and the pursuers jumped over with the super physical fitness of the Terrans. Warlocks generally specialize in Originium skills. As long as they get close, they can lift each other out of the car like chickens.

"You think I'm a warlock?"

Seeing the person jumping, Ren quickly retracted into the car, slammed on the brakes, and while frantically turning the steering wheel, pulled up the handbrake.

squeak-

The sound of the brakes was harsh, and the off-road vehicle that was driving forward drifted laterally, and the entire body was pulled by inertia and creaked.

boom! !

The two riders who were supposed to jump into the car bumped into the welded steel body, dented the steel plate, and spurted blood wildly.

what? ?

Not only the driving skills are amazing, but the psychological quality also makes the hearts of the remaining pursuers sink. The crossbowman jumped off the back seat, rolled on the ground to relieve his strength, and was about to shoot the tires first, but before they got up, they saw each other Take the initiative to kick the car door and run towards this side.

What is this warlock? !

Ren held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and charged violently. He shrank his body behind the black knight's large shield, and when he heard two muffled 'dang' sounds, the arrow had been bounced off.

Before the arrow hit the ground, the furious charge of the 'Warlock' had already slid forward, cutting the man with a crossbow in two with a single sword.

Shield strike! !

Snapped!

The other crossbowman had just grasped the scimitar, but was already slapped on the face by the steel, his head was buzzing, and before he recovered, the straight sword slashed across his neck.

"Sixth." Ren watched the opponent's confused head spinning in the air, turned around quickly, and hid his whole body under the shield.

boom! !

A ball of light exploded on the surface of the black knight's large shield, and the inertia threw Renn half a step away. Taking advantage of the gap, the leader holding two scimitars leaned forward and charged.

"The enemy is strong, the Greyhound team is asking for support!"

He asked for help with the headset, and slashed continuously with the machete.

clang clang clang......

Bunches of sparks bloomed, but the bearded leader found that the opponent was huddled behind the shield, no matter how fast his Sargon scimitar skill was, he could not break through the defense.

’Suppress him, and wait for Miss Priscilla to come. '

The battle against the king's chief has already made him forge a good skill. Facing this kind of iron turtle, his brisk scimitar technique has the upper hand.

Before he heard a response, he saw the shield slammed forward.

Hmph, I want to fight back!

The leader used the Originium skill, and his legs jumped several meters in an instant like a spring, so that the shield attack could only hit Lonely, but the next moment, his face that was able to handle it with ease suddenly froze.

What was under the shield was not a sword, but a staff, and the big black shield even covered the light of the powerful soul arrow.