Seeing that Tang Ming was completely dead, and even the corpse was swept away by the hundred-eyed vine tree as fertilizer, Song Jian's face suddenly showed a look of relief.

"It's finally over, making a skeleton warrior out of a player's corpse is simply a pervert!" Song Jian let out a sigh of relief;

At this moment, Song Jian suddenly received a system prompt, and his face changed greatly;

System: You kill a member of the Death Scythe organization, and the relationship with the Death Scythe organization drops to hatred, the Death Scythe will send a killer to hunt you down, and you must resist the opponent's pursuit three times before the other party temporarily gives up the pursuit of you!

"How can this be, what kind of organization is this Death Scythe?" Song Jian's brows furrowed;

There are various forces in the game, Song Jian had contact with a force called "101 Gathering Place" before, killed several militia members of the 101 Gathering Place and entered the Doomsday City, and as a result, he took on a grudge against this force, and then even almost died at the hands of the people of the 101 Gathering Place for this reason;

However, even if the militia in the 101 gathering place was killed that time, it did not directly send out a system chase prompt like this time, and it was necessary to resist three assassinations before it was temporarily over.

"It is estimated that in these three assassinations, the strength of the killers will be higher and higher each time, if the three times fail, then it will be judged that my strength exceeds their estimates, and if I continue to pursue and kill, it will cause damage to the interests of the organization, so I will temporarily end the hunt!" A wry smile appeared on Song Jian's face and he shook his head;

If he was now in the City of Doom, in his manor castle, even if this organization called the Scythe of Death sent a killer with first-order combat power, Song Jian would have the confidence to kill him.

But at this time, Song Jian was in the wilderness, on the way to the Shadow Fang Mountain Range, once he was hunted down, he could only rely on his own strength, which was a bit tricky.

Song Jian looked around, the town had been almost destroyed by the battle, only a few remote buildings were still well preserved, and the rest had almost been razed to the ground;

Glancing at the hundred-eyed vine trees still standing in the flower garden, Song Jian sighed slightly;

In this battle, although Tang Ming's safe house was destroyed and the set of harmful equipment was destroyed, for Song Jian, there was still no gain, and two high-explosive grenades and two self-detonating robots were wasted;

"If you can kill this level 30 monster, you will definitely be able to explode a lot of good things." Song Jian glanced at the hundred-eyed vine tree, and there was a look of greed in his eyes.

However, Song Jian quickly restrained his desires, he came out this time, but in order to fight a real shadow dragon, if all the hole cards on his body were consumed here, then the task on his body could not be completed, not to mention, maybe even his life would be lost in the Shadow Fang Mountains.

Glancing at the hundred-eyed Teng tree with some reluctance, Song Jian marked this location on the map, and waited until he reached level 30, put on the Ant Emperor Ancestor suit, and passed the first-order combat power test, when the time comes, if he has the opportunity to leave the city of Doom, he will come back for a while This hundred-mu vine tree with more than 10,000 qi and blood values.

Three days passed in a flash, and the wilderness outside the City of Doom was desolate, with large grains of gravel all over the ground, and wind and sand blowing from time to time, Song Jian often walked dozens of kilometers, and he couldn't see any living creatures, even if he did, they were all monsters;

Not to mention the green plants, in the wilderness, even if you want to see a green weed, it is a luxury, but after leaving the town, Song Jian also saw a small green forest on the road, which was lush and green, and the small trees with the thickness of his arms grew neatly, standing outside the grove, Song Jian even heard a pleasant birdsong from the woods.

Such a scene, if it were in the real world, should be the most ordinary, but in this desolate wasteland game world, Song Jian had a creepy feeling, and he didn't dare to approach at all, so he left far away.

In the evening of that day, Song Jian set up a bonfire behind a huge rock and began to prepare dinner, at this moment, not far from Song Jian's position, a fist-sized light curtain appeared, which continued to twist and expand, like a living creature, and after a while, it swelled to a height of more than one meter;

A man wrapped in a black robe and full of the aura of death, clasped his hands on his chest and walked out of the light curtain with his head down.

The man had dark skin, a pair of bright and scary eyes, and a hooked nose in the center of his face, which ruined the shape of the entire face, making the man look a little fierce and gloomy.

"It's such a terrible environment, I really don't know what the president thinks, even this kind of place to develop members......" The man couldn't help but complain looking at the wind and sand and the hard and rough gravel under his feet.

Slightly closed his eyes and sensed it, and a gloomy smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth: "Found you, humble reptile, no one can survive after killing the members of the Scythe of Death, and prepare to meet the greeting of the Grim Reaper!" ”

The man sneered, turned into a cloud of black mist, and quickly drifted towards Song Jian's location with the help of the wind;

Song Jian was roasting a piece of animal meat on the bonfire, the roast was bubbling with hot oil, making a "zizi" sound, a rich fragrance, emanating from the roast meat, Song Jian took out the seasoning box, carefully dug out a little, and smeared it on the roast meat.

Before leaving, Song Jian had prepared all kinds of supplies, but there were not many spices to bring, and there was no place to replenish them in the wild, so he used a little less, so he was particularly cherished.

"It's almost, it should be ready to eat!" Song Jian looked at this fragrant barbecue and nodded with satisfaction.

After entering the wild, Song Jian's cooking experience has skyrocketed, and he is now level three, and after several times, he has comprehended five or six kinds of barbecue recipes;

Just as Song Jian was about to taste his craft, his face suddenly changed, his body turned into a dark shadow, and he violently dodged to the left;

Rumble!

A sharp bone spear fell from the sky, pierced diagonally, and stabbed the burning bonfire, and for a moment, the flames were splashed everywhere, and the burning wood was scattered everywhere with a strong force;

"Hey, that's a good response!" In mid-air, a surprised voice sounded, Song Jian looked up and saw that a man in a black power suit was floating in the air, and the black cloak behind him was like a pair of black wings spreading, swaying slightly with the wind;

"Death's Scythe!" Song Jian's eyes narrowed and became serious;

The appearance of this man was exactly the same as Tang Ming before, especially the magic robes on their bodies, which were like wings, making people float in the air;

"Tiny reptile, it seems that you already know my identity, then, quietly accept the sanction of the Death Scythe, and your soul will fall into the endless hell to make up for your disrespect for the Death Scythe." The man looked proud, pointed at Song Jian with his right hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Finger of death!" ”

Suddenly, a black light like lightning instantly shot in front of Song Jian's eyes.

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