No one likes jungle warfare, but there is no choice for mercenaries. No one likes the place where they can get to live. Sain has a very rich jungle warfare experience, almost no less than the rangers among the indigenous peoples.

"When you said that our goal was a 'strong man' who was two meters tall, I was still a little doubtful about how a woman developed to that level." Sain measured the footprints on the ground with his hand. Vitoria used to exert force here, and the metal boots left a deep footprint in the soft soil, which was still clearly visible even after four days.

What kind of strong body can a big foot of 49 yards support?

Sain raised his head and said to his teammates: "We have to be ready to deal with a heavy warrior, just as they provided the news before, the target is about two meters and four or five meters tall, and it is estimated that it is more than one hundred and fifty kilograms, equipped with heavy armor, heavy shields, heavy shackles, and horses. We have to deal with a living tank."

"Don't forget, that's a woman." A player said with a strange expression: "You guess how big is her cup?"

A group of players burst into laughter. Sain liked the atmosphere, so he continued: "But the good news is that there are at least seven footprints left by women with normal body proportions here. If we complete the task, we can have fun!"

"Yes, we can have fun then! I heard that Amazons have long legs!" The players became more interested and joked with each other.

They are not real villains and cannot do the kind of burning, killing, looting. Those real scumbags were educated by the indigenous people at the beginning of the game, but Far South is a place beyond the law, so they don’t mind doing it themselves.

Buzz!

A sharp arrow shot out from the darkness. The player who said that Amazons had long legs instantly shrank his head. The sharp arrow aimed at his neck shot on his helmet and was bounced away. The huge impact force made him feel dazed, but he saved his life.

"Enemy attack!" Sain shouted: "Shield!"

Several players immediately held their shields to cover each other, gathering together to resist the arrows that kept shooting from the darkness.

"The target has been hooked, and our hottie is indeed moving nearby." Sain's face smiled behind the shield, and even a sharp arrow shot through his calves did not affect his mood.

"Who wants to know my cup just now?" The samurai rushed out of the forest as if the giant bear who had just finished hibernation: "Is Heinrich sent you here?"

Even though he got the information and portrait of the female Vitoria in advance, Sain and his teammates were still under visual impact!

This is a fierce man who is powerful and powerful!

At this time, no one cared about the female warrior's cup. Everyone was worried about how strong the shackle was to swung.

Sain swallowed secretly and ordered the players: "Distract! Take out some real skills and the target will appear!"

Several players changed their defense formation and scattered all over, completely abandoned their defense against arrows, and surrounded Vitoria.

Several players emitted a faint luster all over their bodies, and arrows shot on them and deflected one after another, which could not cause effective damage.

Anahat in the jungle felt that she was being looked down upon. She took a deep breath and walked back a few steps, raised the javelin in her hand and aimed at the leader who had just given the order, ready to give the other party a heavy blow.

"I found that a large number of enemies appeared, Anahat, we are almost surrounded!" A young Amazon warrior appeared in a hurry. She was previously arranged to guard the outside world. Her appearance means that the enemy is very close.

This was a trap against Vitoria, and Anahat had long realized this, otherwise she would not have left anyone outside to investigate the situation.

Vitoria knew this, but she still had to do whatever she wanted. Before she could act, she warned Anahat that it was her war, and if there were more dangers, the Amazons must withdraw from the battle immediately.

The samurai wanted to get herself captured because it might be the only way she could actually see Heinrich.

Vitoria was expelled from the army and was forced to join the colonial fleet with only one-way tickets to leave the earth, losing everything in the past, all of which were attributed to Heinrich.

She has been playing the role of a heroic warrior in the game, fearless, uncompromising, and unable to swallow her anger. She can die just to be able to understand her thoughts, because she has nothing to lose.

The samurai is the mask that Vitoria has always shown to the outside world, and it is the body. The samurai's lifestyle is the lifestyle she pursues in her heart. Vitoria has been hypnotizing herself, the samurai is Vitoria, and Vitoria is the samurai.

She almost succeeded, but now the culprit of Vitoria's tragedy has appeared. Heinrich's arrival has made the valet's samurai not understandable. If the thoughts are not understood, the valet's samurai is no longer a valet but Vitoria.

So, she had to meet Heinrich, either die or have a clear idea again, and continue her own wonderful life of drinking, killing and killing people.

"I am Vitoria. I guess you are Heinrich's people. I heard you are looking for me. Now I'm here!" The female warrior swung the [Slaying Charge] and smashed the enemy's shield again and again.

With the strength and proficiency of the female warrior, [Slaying the Flame] is like an obedient child in her hands, and smashing the other party's shield is something she can control the angle to maintain.

Duang!

Duang!

Duang!

One after another, it seemed like the bell of death sounded!

"I like this world because there are extraordinary people here. Extraordinary people are synonymous with strength. As long as you are strong enough, you can ignore the powerful and the rules!" The shaman's shackles drew a beautiful arc in the air and smashed on a player's shield again, and the pitiful shield broke into the spot.

The player behind him lay lifelessly on the open space three meters away, his shield-holding arms bent into a twisted shape, and the white bones pierced the skin and exposed them to the air.

A bird cry appeared in the black forest, which was a signal from Anahat, which meant that they had retreated and that there were indeed more enemies in the forest.

Sain and the samurai only fought once and lost their weapons.

The star warhammer was swept away by the shaman's shackle in just one contact. Sain felt that his arms were almost dislocated. If he hadn't let go fast enough, he would have ended up with the guy who was thrown into the sky - the shaman stomped him heavily when he passed by the unlucky guy.
Chapter completed!