Chapter 1107: A Dangerous Wilderness

As a strong man with a height of more than two meters and arms thicker than the thighs of ordinary people, the movements of the barbarian warriors were naturally not too gentle.

I saw him pull out the cork of the potion bottle, roughly pinch open the mouth of one of the captives, pour it in, and then shake the other party vigorously: "Hey, wake up, tell me, what did you encounter?"

"Ahem, cough, cough, !!!"

With a violent cough caused by choking, the tired man finally slowly opened his eyes, covered his mouth and lay on the ground to vomit.

The potion obviously stimulated the nerves and internal organs, so it seemed that the whole person was constantly trembling slightly, and the wounds on his body were constantly oozing blood.

There is no doubt that he has almost exhausted all his life force, and now it is only the last flashback, and he will take his last breath after ten minutes or so.

It is naturally impossible for an adventurer who has been hovering on the verge of death all year round not to know what it means to arrive so early in a physical state.

Therefore, the barbarian warrior did not talk nonsense, and asked bluntly and loudly: "Why are you killing each other, and what kind of monsters have you encountered in the ruins?"

"Ruins?hahahaha!" the scarred man struggled to his feet, laughing madly and muttering to himself, "No! Those monsters! They can disguise themselves as your most familiar friends, trick them into trust, and then push the whole team down the abyss little by little. Run, run, don't come closer, or you'll die!"

Say the last word!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground on his back, his eyes quickly losing their lustre.

"Damn! he died before he could tell everything he knew!" the barbarian warrior grumbled helplessly.

But just as he was about to wake up the next captive, the woman who couldn't tell her age suddenly stopped her: "Enough! Let them sleep, we already know enough." ”

"What do you mean?" the warrior blinked in confusion.

"Well, how nice it would be if you could have half of your brain, not a third, or even a quarter. The shooter couldn't help but whisper.

The woman glanced at the two of them angrily, and took the initiative to explain: "It's very simple! He just mentioned that there is a monster that is good at deception and disguise. This also means that the cannibalism we saw not long ago is actually a collapse of trust within them, and no one knows whether the other party is a monster in disguise. ”

"Uh...... If you say so, we have to leave some marks on each other, and if we find suspicious behavior or behavior, we can use these marks to confirm each other?" the barbarian warrior scratched his head and said what he thought of to deal with it.

"Idiot, if it's that easy to distinguish, how do you think these rotting corpses on the ground came from? Obviously, this monster is disguised not only in appearance, but also in memory and habits. The woman clenched the wooden staff in her hand and analyzed it very seriously.

From now on, we had better not separate, let alone act alone. Even if it's convenient, at least make sure you're in a group of two. ”

Speaking of this, the shooter suddenly paused, turned his eyes to Zhang Cheng, who had been standing in place without saying a word: "This gentleman, can you please explain how you walked through the dangerous wasteland alone?"

"Hehe, what, are you doubting me?" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

He couldn't remember the last time he was questioned, especially since these guys in front of him were ordinary people who could just move their fingers to wipe everything from body to soul.

"No, I just want to try to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. After all, we are in a slightly dangerous position right now, and it is necessary to maintain a certain level of vigilance. The archer, apparently unaware of what a dangerous and terrifying creature he was talking to, one hand holding the bow and the other on the quiver, ready to shoot as fast as he could.

"I appreciate your vigilance and courage, but explanations aside, I never like revealing my privacy to strangers. Since you think there's something wrong with me, I'll leave alone. Finally, I wish you all the best of luck. ”

After saying these meaningful words, Zhang Cheng tightened his hood again and walked alone in the direction of the ruins he had built with his own hands.

He had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before the team would pass the first layer of the test and go deep into the underground ruins to retrieve the treasures buried within.

......

Looking at Zhang Cheng's back as he gradually moved away, the shooter breathed a sigh of relief and said to the other companions: "There must be something wrong with this person! His reaction was too calm, I don't believe that a traveler can be indifferent when he sees the scene just now." ”

"Maybe it's self-confidence? You see, judging by how he dresses and behaves, he's a spellcaster. And as long as the caster is strong enough to a certain extent, some have the means to deal with a group of monsters who are good at disguise and deception. "The woman came up with a different opinion.

"Either way, it never hurts to be careful. The shooter shrugged his shoulders and did not try to refute anything.

Being wary of strangers is the first and most important of the adventurer's code.

Because you never know if the little girl with a cute smile on the side of the road is secretly a terrible killer, and you don't know if those seemingly poor beggars will suddenly pull out a sharp blade and pierce your heart directly.

Trust is a solid bond that can be established through long-term observation and getting along with each other.

Any adventurer with a little brain will not easily trust a stranger when meeting him for the first time, especially in a dangerous environment.

The brief episode did not take the experienced adventurers to heart, and after a brief series of countermeasures, they abandoned the sleeping captives and marched some distance forward, setting up camp in a tree hole that was difficult to defend.

They were very clever and did not rush to the entrance of the ruins, as most of the outsiders who arrived here, but chose a place far away to rest for the night.

As night fell, most of the team members had already laid down around the campfire and closed their eyes and began to rest, only two people stood guard at the door, watching the movement outside with vigilant faces.

Especially the shooter, the nerves were very tight from beginning to end.

As a person with a strong sense of danger, he could detect several pairs of eyes in the woods that were always hiding in the shadows to observe, and each one was full of naked malice......