this is my ark journey

Ren thought it would be okay to wear it pretendingly, so he turned his attention back to reality for a while, and activated the magic after putting on the ring.

mimicry.

Like Columbia's latest optical camouflage, his body twisted in the winter rain and turned into a wooden box in the corner.

Whoops-

The piercing sound of brakes sounded, and the following troop transport truck swayed in the mud, waking up the sleeping mercenaries one after another, causing a burst of curses.

"Dog leg, can you drive!"

"But Mr. Ren turned into a box, hey, what's going on?"

Ren could no longer care about a group of flying mercenaries, his face was full of astonishment, and it took him a long time to recover.

Instead of lasting the magic effect time, it doubles the amount of the same magic?No, this has nothing to do with fire, but the power of the ring itself.

Some couldn't figure it out, just like playing MOD, after a few seconds, he decided to adopt the previous attitude.

Don't think about it, just use it.

'It can maintain the mimicry for about [-] seconds, which is a ghostly skill. '

Ren pursed his lips and restrained himself from laughing. The reality is different from the game. There is no equipment. When the journey of spreading fire is nearing the end, Ren, who looks like a giant humanoid, puts on a full three-layer armor.

There is a Javier layer on the outside, and an undead team layer in the middle. They also wear a Miller vest inside. If the head is not so big, the helmet will have to be stacked several layers.

Two rings were worn on the ring finger and middle finger of his left hand, and he was one step closer to the goal of Lord of the Rings. He didn't stop, he kept digging through the trash to find things.

All the books were thrown aside, and two scrolls were left, with two spells on them, one called Flamestorm and the other called Iron Body.

Both are extremely useful spells. The flame storm needs a period of time to gather energy, but it can form six pillars of fire that soar into the sky around the body.

As the name suggests, the iron body technique turns the body into an iron block, sacrificing mobility to strengthen defense.

"The days are getting better, and even auxiliary spells can be found, and the fire of this spell has also improved a little, and there is still room for growth in ability."

These things are already satisfying, but Ren kept searching until night fell, the light became dim, and the ashes in the garbage pile stopped 'hands' and stared blankly ahead.

The rubble of a house has been emptied, and a two-handed sword is stuck on the stone pedestal. Its blade seems to have experienced the baptism of countless years. A short knife with a strange shape is next to the big sword, as if guarding his companion.

"This is......"

Ren held the sword and pulled it out of the stone seat, only feeling the flames flickering, and hot waves of fire emerging from the blade.

Dim, burning, fiery!

The flames grew from small to large, as if icy rain had evaporated, igniting the night. The dazzling brilliance attracted all the mercenaries to watch. The nearest W opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a while.

In the freezing rain, the man in the pointed helmet stood quietly, with the worn cloak fluttering, and the big sword in his hand was extinguished. The sense of vicissitudes hit the mercenary's heart, as if he saw a warrior in the dark, watching the abyss.

Silent and cold, the man raised his head slightly, instead of looking at the dumbfounded mercenaries, his eyes seemed to go to another world.

No one expected that in the rainy night, Renn had assembled the first set of suits, wearing the light armor of the undead team, holding the great sword of Falan, in this abyss-like Kazdel——

Watchers stand above the earth!

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It's all set?

Raindrops fell from Ren's cheeks, and he was still puzzled, like an unlucky ghost who suddenly won a big prize, everything seemed illusory.

He has rummaged through the garbage dump countless times. The dragon emblem ring and the two scrolls of spells are beyond imagination, but after rummaging randomly, he even won the special prize.

It's not magic!

If it weren't for the light and heat from the sword in his hand, which would have set the cargo box on fire, Ren would have thought he was dreaming, shouldn't this ghostly place be the Black Knight's den?I dug out a dozen Black Knight swords, but there was still a Falang sword buried underneath, and I accidentally completed the collection achievement?

After the sense of illusion passed, Ren discovered something was wrong again, and only felt that the fire of the soul seemed to be shrinking.

Come on, this thing is no ordinary weapon.

Something is really wrong, as the first boss-level weapon dug up, it is completely different from the previous ones.

The Black Knight Sword is a superb casting process, and has no other characteristics. The Sun Straight Sword and the Battle Knight Sword have their own special effects. The so-called combat skills are the effects of the weapon itself, but this thing——

"It is absorbing the fire, and it is directly firing the power of the flame."

Renn has used the French sword dance many times before, but those are all similar in shape but not in spirit. Without the gorgeous flame special effects, it is really street dance! ?

It feels somewhat similar to Levadin, is there any connection here?

After hitting Shirtel with the front foot, the great sword of Fran emerged from the back foot. The coincidence was thought-provoking, but W turned into the cargo box before Renn could go carefully.

"Show me now!"

Before she could grab it, Ren had already thrown it over. The girl held it in her hand and danced around, feeling nothing special except that it felt heavy.

"Where's the fire? Just now I saw you holding it, why is there fire??"

It would be strange if you could play the special effects.

Ren ignored her, grabbed the big sword, and the flame rekindled, illuminating the curiosity on W's face. The girl was like seeing fireworks in a festival, and the man was more like a performing magician.

The flame flickered on the blade of the sword, burning fiercely for a while, and only a thin layer remained for a while. Ren kept testing and finally came to a conclusion.

The Great Sword of Fran is not Valedin. The more flames injected, the more powerful it will be, and the longer the preparation time, but it is still more efficient than Soul Torrent anyway.

Burning people into ashes is essentially the same as turning people into particles, then blasting steel out of big holes with the remaining energy, and he doesn't have to bother switching weapons.

"Hey, how did you get angry?" Seeing that Ren ignored her for a long time, W's smile changed from curious to ferocious.

"Do you want to learn?"

The man squinted, and when W's words came to his lips, he held back his head and turned his head: "I don't want to!"

"Forget it, I'll teach you." Ren danced the sword several times, as if wanting to regain the feeling he once had, but he turned his head to the side again while dancing.

After being ridiculed by him for a while, the girl didn't leave in despair, nor did she feel aggrieved, but drew out her knife directly.

"I'm just kidding, what do you want?"

"Ren, I'm afraid you made a mistake!" W flicked his knife, and the cold light illuminated the bloodthirsty golden pupils, "I don't need your teaching at all, I will tell you to change the color of today's underwear later." Spit it out!!"

"Captain, don't do this!"

"W, calm down!"

There was a lot of chaos in the cargo box, the girl's logic was simple and rude, who asked you?It would be over if they were directly arrested and tortured. Four or five Sarkaz couldn't hold them down.

Ren was thinking about whether to go to the car behind to take shelter temporarily, when the air was pierced by a scream, and with the shaking of the emergency brake, he clearly saw a slender crossbow bolt shaking on the car railing.

This is not the enemy.

He turned his head and saw a pair of big white legs stepping through the mud, with black hair sticking to his gloomy face, it was Ines.

"Okay, I tried my best to investigate in front, you two are flirting here?"

Ines cursed and climbed onto the cargo box, crossing her hands in front of her chest, and saw W, who was held by the mercenaries, slammed forward and kicked with his toes.

"You ****! Who is flirting with him!"

"Really." Ines held that leg, took a step forward, pressed W to the ground, and put her elbow on her chest.

"****!"

"*****!"

Ren immediately appreciated the Sarkaz language swearing conference. The mouths of the two were evenly matched. Judging from the appearance, one had big breasts and the other had white legs. Both were beautiful girls who were pleasing to the eye. The old men couldn't stand it.

What was even more troublesome was that Ceobe was studying next to her, her lips moved slightly, as if she was studying seriously, Ren couldn't take it anymore, and pulled the two of them apart.

"Enough, do you two quarrel regardless of the occasion?!"

"She was the one who talked shit first." W panted, seeing her pantyhose being torn with a hole was even more annoyed.

"Bullshit? You are different from before. You used to come up and kill people directly."

"Okay, I'll satisfy you both."

Ines, you're full of fire-fighting skills, right?

Going on like this endlessly, the fire poured into the big sword, and the flickering sword edge lay across the center of the two, W and Ines, who were about to fight, stopped in unison.

"No more nonsense, I'll hang the two of you from a tree!" Ren was unreasonable, and no one was his opponent in close combat, "Ines, what did the scouting team gain?"

Seeing that W didn't get angry, the big white leg wondered when this woman would be threatened, but Ren's eyes were sharp, and he pointed to the side of the hillside.

"There are traces of fighting behind here, and there are residual interference techniques, which cut off the communication."

No wonder Ines made a special trip back.

Ren frowned. The interference type can be maintained by drones, and the pulse waves are continuously released to the surroundings. The covering range must be limited.

"Everyone get out of the car, go over and have a look, Ines, you continue to search outside, Carson, I will assign you a squadron, don't expose your existence easily, W—"

As he was talking, he saw W jump out of the cargo box and walk forward on his own.

"I'm used to moving freely."

"Hey, don't be petty when fighting."

The girl turned her head, her smile became cold: "You deserve it too?"

After choking Ryan, W ran away contentedly, which is not surprising, among the cardinals, W often plays the role of a scavenger, and may appear anywhere.

"Butterfly, bring you the second squadron, follow me." Seeing W walking away in the rain, Ren had to change commanders.

"I will follow you closely." The veteran with a bow on his corner smiled, and Ren subconsciously tightened his ass.

"Don't get too close." He added, then looked around, and said to the silent killers in the rain: "Arrange your equipment, and follow your respective captains to grope forward!"

There is no need to go into a long story, the mercenaries who have turned combat into a profession are scattered, the staff from Letania, the excellent light armor from Victoria, the semi-automatic crossbow from Colombia, Tracy is worthy of being the captain of the transportation team, and the mercenaries Weapons have been upgraded.

Ren also took a semi-automatic crossbow and stepped on the muddy ground to advance with Ceobe and Ines first. After climbing up the hillside, he saw a white armored vehicle overturned in the muddy ground below.

The door of the armored vehicle opened, and there were dozens of Sarkaz corpses around, among them were a few relatively thin people, who were falling to the ground holding the gun-shaped staff.

"Those are the Sakota people?" Ren stepped into the pile of corpses, touched the corpses and they were still warm, and these corpses had no horns or tails, and they looked similar to humans in the previous life.

And the guns in their hands are even more familiar, HK416? MP5?Isn't this the wife of many people?

"Not only that, but also Li Boli." Ines kicked the next corpse, which was holding a halberd, and had beautiful colorful hair. "It seems that the Lateran ran very hastily."

"why?"

"According to their tradition, the corpses of the companions must be taken away, and the weapons must also be recovered. You see, even the guns are left behind, which can be regarded as a small fortune for us."

Guns are a specialty of Lateran and are very valuable. Out of racial hatred, some people in Sarkaz collect them specially.

He waved his hand to ask the reconnaissance team to collect these things, and then looked at the tire tracks left in the mud. He just wanted the reconnaissance team to continue tracking when he heard a few muffled sounds in his ears.

bang bang bang-

The voice was dull, piercing the rain curtain, and the familiar voice aroused Ryan's long memories.

"The sound of gunshots?"

"It's the sound of the gun firing Originium skills." Ines didn't know what a gun was.

"Go to a messenger and tell Garson to be careful, and the two of you will follow me."

Renn ordered decisively that he was going to see what Sarkaz's mortal enemy looked like. If there were not a few Li Boli who looked like killers just now, he would have thought that Earth and Terra were linked!

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bang bang bang bang bang bang-

The dense gunshots were like roasted beans. The bullets were pushed out by Originium skills, and then hit the human body hard at a speed of hundreds of meters per second.

The light armor immediately shattered, the body could not resist the power of the bullet, blood holes appeared on the body, and the charging Sarkaz soldiers fell one after another.

It is better to control than a crossbow, more accurate, and has a faster rate of fire. This is definitely a dimensionality reduction blow on Earth. Unfortunately, in Terra, the gun is just a kind of origin stone skill. It is used for physical attacks through a special spell-casting unit. Staff!

The heavy armored shield was immediately lifted up. Sarkaz's strong body was enough for them to carry hundreds of catties and still walk like flying. The surface of the shield flickered with fire, and the warhead hit it and released dense sparks, the effect was similar to polishing.

Warlocks and crossbowmen shoot continuously behind their shields, and their rate of fire is much slower than that of blunderbusses, but their power is far beyond.

The high-pressure tires were punctured, the armored vehicle was crookedly stuck in the mud, flame bombs and poisonous bombs whizzed past the head, and the pure white light armor had become extremely dirty.

"Xiao An, we are surrounded."

The blue-haired girl loaded a new magazine into the rifle, poked her head out a little, took aim, and two etched bullets popped out of the chamber, and a heavy shield soldier fell down screaming after being shot in the calf a hundred meters away. By the time she cleared the back of the shield, the gap had already been blocked by another shield soldier.