"Let's go, let's go!"

Roger stared at the wolf's head and shouted without looking back.

"What are you going to do when we're gone?"

It was Amanda's voice, the sound of rapid breathing hidden in the trembling, and she could hear that she must have been frightened.

But even so, she didn't forget Roger.

"You guys go first, I'll figure it out myself!"

In the current situation, if Roger escapes, then the five people who came with him will die at least one or two, and if they are unlucky, they will encounter other beasts......

And at this moment, there was a faint wolf howl in the distance, and Roger's face changed completely, "Leave me alone, Simpson is injured, no one delays time, everyone can't leave!" ”

"You have to hold on, I'll ask my mother to send someone to save you!"

There was a faint cry hidden in Amanda's voice, no guns or knives, and she faced a mad beast with her bare hands and a wooden stick.

This is an act of seeking death in every way.

"Let's go!"

The beast on the opposite side was a little uncontrollable, Roger simply didn't hesitate anymore, he strode forward and took the initiative to attack!

"Damn, I'll kill two of the fishmen, and I'm afraid of just one beast?"

When playing the game, Roger felt that he had nothing to do to kill wolves and skinned them, which was the spice of Geralt's demon hunting career, but in reality, he realized how dangerous it was when facing a beast.

If he is not careful, as long as he is negligent, he may be bitten off his throat!

Roger himself didn't notice that the muscles in his body were tense, his mental strength was highly concentrated, and his walking was full of a strange coordination.

Under the crazy improvement of the concentration potion, his physique and the basic fighting technique he had cultivated before finally coalesced harmoniously.

Although he had practiced simple hand-to-hand combat before, his weapon was an extension of his body, and although he couldn't do it freely, he could at least ensure the precision and control of his attacks.

This is precious.

Because in the panic, many people can't even control their bodies.

Seeing Roger approaching, the wolf's limbs grabbed the ground, and then pounced!

"Hoo ......"

Roger let out a sigh, he didn't dare to give the other party a chance to get closer, the power in his body was squeezed out, the stick in his hand stretched forward, and poked hard at the wild wolf that pounced!

Laugh at!

He didn't choose to sweep this time, because if he misjudged the distance, it was very likely that his attack would not be at the maximum hit radius when it landed on the oncoming beast.

Once this happens, Roger, who has run out of strength, is most likely to be pounced.

With no protective gear on his body, he will be hit hard in just a second, and if he is unlucky, he will show his neck when he falls to the ground.

Then Roger probably has no chance of standing up again.

It turned out that Roger's choice this time was extremely correct, the wolf's forward momentum was indeed fierce, but it was also in the air and it couldn't do any dodging moves.

Roger mustered up his strength, and the stick in his hand collided with the beast on the opposite side!

Poof!

A faint muffled grunt came, feeling the touch of the tip of the stick, and Roger knew that he had stabbed the opponent in the soft abdomen, and the tip of the stick was a little sharp, most likely having pierced the beast's body.

The figures of the two parted and dispersed.

In the faint light, Roger looked down and saw that the tip of the stick was red.

"It's hurt!"

Roger was overjoyed.

But just as he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, the corner of his eye swept over, and several black shadows suddenly appeared in the bushes on the right.

"I%&@!"

Roger couldn't help but scold.

"All the beasts in the mountains have gathered together?"

Although the beast in front of him was injured, he would definitely not be able to deal with the other party for a while, and several others from the side came quickly, once surrounded......

Thinking of that scene, Roger's scalp exploded, and he didn't think about anything else, he picked up the stick, chose a direction where there were no wild beasts, and ran out without his life.

The wild wolf who had just fought him was injured in his right leg and had been poked in the abdomen by Roger, although it was not fatal, but its mobility was greatly affected.

It raised its head to the sky and let out a howl, and chased in Roger's direction, and several animals in the distance pricked up their ears when they heard it howl, and they also quickly followed!

The surroundings were dim, no matter which direction it looked at, it was the same tree, and he couldn't distinguish it at all when he heard the wolf howl from afar, so he chose a random direction and rushed over lifelessly.

"Damn, next time I won't be a good person, love whoever you love!"

Roger spit out helplessly, having said that, he really couldn't do it to let him watch the others being killed by the wild wolf.

Being in the woods, Roger knew that he would never outrun a few beasts, so after rushing forward for some distance, he spotted a tree and climbed up quickly.

It was not long before several beasts came under the tree, and they howled around the tree, their front paws scratching wildly at the tree, and one of them even climbed the trunk of the tree for some distance, but soon fell again.

Seeing this scene, Roger's heart was settled.

He took the stick, and beat it on the trunk of the tree, and after a long while, seeing that Roger could not help it, several beasts scattered away, and as for the one that had been injured by Roger before, he never saw it again.

By this time, it was completely dark, and Roger hung alone in the tree, waiting for a long time in the evening breeze.

"Amanda, they should have escaped, calculate the time, the rescuers should be almost there."

After a long while, there was no movement in all directions, and Roger looked left and right, and quietly slipped down the tree, he was not going to wait any longer.

Having walked some distance forward in the darkness, Roger sighed helplessly, he knew he was lost.

"I remember coming in this direction......"

The best thing to do in this situation is to stop where you are, wait for dawn and maybe get your way out of here by the sun.

But at this moment, a cold wind blew, and Roger felt a faint warmth on his chest.

"Is it a delusion?"

He was slightly stunned, and around the position where he was standing just now, he tried back and forth several times, and finally determined a direction.

After a few experiments, Roger also got a glimpse of some of the wonders of this pendant, and in the face of some mystery, it can always give back a little sign.

He walked slowly in the darkness, carefully looking around, guarding against possible beasts.

After walking for a while, the trees in front of him gradually thinned out, and he climbed over a mountain, and behind the dense forest, a looming wooden house appeared in front of him.

"Cabin in the woods?"

Feeling the information from the pendant, Roger's heart was overjoyed, and he walked forward quickly, if he guessed correctly, there were some mysterious objects in the cabin.

Or a special scene where you can transfer.

Walking down the hillside, the temperature suddenly dropped, and by the moonlight in the sky, he looked around, and the ease on his face stiffened slightly.

In the open space in front of the wooden house, there is a large number of tombstones!