? "Tucker Elephant Bird!"

Just stepped on a branch, and Donald couldn't remember the first time someone had called out the term.

There are alien beasts with the head of an elephant and the body of a bird hovering in the sky. Although it is in the shape of a bird, its size is not much less than the adult elephant in Donald's impression.

This alien beast is not unfamiliar to the members of the Anomaly Bureau present.

The figure of the Tucker Elephant appears on the high-intensity overseas islands from time to time, and a considerable number of people think that it is a creature close to the top of the overseas islands' food chain.

Its physical strength is close to that of an awakening-level melee alien. Although it has no talent, its own air superiority and extremely strong body are to a certain extent its inherent innate ability.

When they first entered the island, they found one. Most people were not surprised. Hundreds of aliens had no problem killing a Tucker Elephant.

A round of gunshots and the explosion of the spell as it slid through the air, and the Tucker Elephant fell from the sky.

At that time, there were still quite a few people who were lucky enough to think that aside from the monster that came out of the abyss crack, this island was nothing more than that, and maybe it was possible to conquer it with most of the power of the Discord Bureau.

However, when the strange roars in the woodland continued to sound, this unrealistic idea was completely shattered by the cruel reality.

Dozens of Tucker Elephant Birds swooped down at the same time, and the wind pressure caused by the flapping of their wings could wrinkle the faces of the people below. The wingspan of more than 6 meters is driven by the crowd, and some people's defense will be taken to the sky if they are not careful.

When he came down again, he was not in human form.

With a seal on both hands, Bigby’s attacking palm hit the Tucker Elephant Bird in front. Although it did not kill it directly, it also made its flight trajectory unstable. Boglo shot the crossbow with both hands, and the arrows wrapped in poison gas pierced Enter the body of Tucker Elephant Bird, and there are other alien teams next to it.

In this case, there is no such thing as robbing the prey. Everyone is eager for someone to help them.

Donald was in the crowd, using spells other than Bigby's Strike Palm, which was a scorching ray, and intermittently threw out two inscription scrolls, making a look of hard work.

Occasionally, he sneaked up to the corpse of the Tucker Elephant Bird that had already been killed and fell to the ground, and used the Bone Spirit Disk to absorb its soul, and then used the soul energy collected during this period to strengthen it. It didn’t take long before there were three Tucker Elephant Birds. soul flew into the sky.

Not to mention, even without the use of Demon Activation, the souls of the three Tucker Elephant Birds are surprisingly good after being strengthened with Soul Energy to deal with the real Tucker Elephant Bird. No matter how much damage it causes, most of the time Donald uses it. They are used as air obstacles to block those monsters flying around, as long as these guys hit the ground, naturally someone will " entertain" them.

So it didn't take long for Donald to transfer to a summoner, doing nothing but manipulating the soul of Tucker Elephant Bird.

On the one hand, it is to save one's own mental strength to deal with the next situation to the greatest extent, and on the other hand, it is also hidden.

Since he knew that Dalton Warren was paying attention to himself when he landed on the island, Donald made up his mind to be a "jerk", and resolutely did not use his talent for things that could be solved by external means.

The people around didn't say much. None of the people present were novices. When they saw Donald's methods, they knew that this person might be a sorcerer. In the current environment with extremely strong negative energy, one really can't expect a sorcerer to use much. Elemental spells.

"Donald, where the negative energy radiates, the mountain."

Holding the long sword that was obtained from the secret realm before and acting as Donald's guard, Lilo's keen perception of negative energy finally pointed out the source of the mutation of this island and the surrounding waters.

"Got it...Stephanie, follow me, let's go a little further to the left."

Compared to the location of the source of negative energy, Donald actually cares more about the location of Dalton Warren.

Along the way, he has been pretending to inadvertently stay away from the director of the alien investigation bureau.

Up until the middle of the island where he is now, Dalton Warren has never made a move from beginning to end. He is like a war inspector, standing behind the crowd instead of leading the way.

However, no one dared to question anything. Everyone thought that he was recharging his energy and would not take action until he finally encountered the abyss beast.

The idea is right.

Dalton Warren will indeed take the last shot, but as a dominant powerhouse, can he really not even do a casual help now?

Of course not, he was just waiting for these people to die.

With the advancement of the team, the types of monsters are no longer limited to Tucker Elephant Birds, and various alien beasts that are affected by negative energy and mutated continue to emerge, and the casualties of the team inevitably begin to increase.

The forced recruitment of the Alien Bureau made most people carry only the props left over from the past, and they went out to sea without sufficient preparation. Go to the nearby corpses to search, if you can't find it, you can only rely on the short knife or dagger to fight.

In the face of these beasts that rushed up like a lifeless, they resisted wave after wave, vigor was consumed 10% after 10%, and all the props carried on the body were exhausted.

From the beginning of fighting each other, to working together, and finally to supporting each other.

The situation is getting tougher.

Some people fell down, and got up again with the help of his teammates. Donald saw that his hand holding the weapon kept shaking and his eyes were blurred. It was not because of fear, but because of his severe physical exhaustion after fighting with those monsters, he could only barely Hold it, it's just a facade.

Pressing the palm on his shoulder, the recovery inscription on the back of the hand dissipated by a third, and a layer of pale green radiance wrapped around his body, which did not last long.

His eyes lit up again, and his shaky body regained his footing. Without any words of thanks, he just glanced at Donald, and then quickened his pace to catch up with the team in front.

No words of thanks are convincing enough to go up and slash a monster.

And some people fell down completely, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies were mutilated.

There is no teammate to help him, because it is meaningless.

Donald passed by his side, his eyes stopped briefly, he bent down to close his eyes, raised his feet and moved on.

On this island, unless they come to the end, they can't turn back until then, because no one knows whether the path they have just walked is once again occupied by monsters.

After another two hours, the team did not stop for a moment, and finally reached the foot of the mountain in the center of the island.

"Dead... all dead..."

There was someone leaning on the stone, with blood all over his face, and the long sword in his hand had a lot of gaps, and he fell to the ground, his eyes dull.

He was the only one left in the team.

The grouping method of the Ambulatory Bureau determines that once a team is established, if nothing else, they will get along day and night for several years, sharing weal and woe. He was already at the end of the shot, and from the corpses of those dead teammates, he seemed to have foreseen his own death.

Donald leaned against the tree trunk and glanced at the people in the woodland, which were less than one-third of the number when they landed on the island.

More than seventy heretics died on their way.

Most of the remaining thirty or so people are already at the end of the fight, and everyone's eyes are consciously or unintentionally looking at the person who does not even have the slightest aura.

Annoyance, sadness, resentment... These eyes with various emotions Dalton Warren felt very clearly.

"You are fortunate."

These were the first words Dalton Warren had said since disembarking, as bluntly as he had given his orders from the ship.

His eyes swept over the people in front of him. These aliens, including those who fell behind him, were all his subordinates. No matter what their private identity was, at least they were his subordinates in name. It was he who brought these people to this island. , watching them die one by one in front of him.

He experienced this feeling once in the thunderstorm battle a few years ago, but for some reason, this time, there was not much sadness and gloom in his heart, it was more just a pity.

Maybe it was because the result was accepted long ago?

"You are lucky to live here, but it is also your greatest misfortune."

He pulled out a mechanical cylinder from his waist, pulled the lead toward the sky, and a ball of light exploded in mid-air.

Donald, who had already stood back in the crowd, sank in his heart and glanced at the people nearby. They all seemed to be thinking about the meaning of Dalton Warren's words.

"Everyone... Dalton Warren is probably no longer our director, prepare to escape!"

At this moment, some things are of little significance if they are hidden or not.

However, even if Donald's eyes were prepared, he still gasped when he saw the crowd appear in the jungle behind Dalton Warren.

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"Director Warren! Who are those people!"

The deputy director of the Anomaly Bureau, Cyr Clark questioned loudly.

This trip to the sea, he felt that something was wrong from the beginning. The government uncharacteristically hid all the information from himself, but gave Dalton Warren great power, which was almost unimaginable in the past.

These people who suddenly appeared now were obviously summoned by Dalton Warren, and a certain premonition made him a little hard to control his emotions.

"Clark, don't you understand enough?"

With his hands spread out by his side, Dalton Warren didn't intend to let these people go up the mountain, the things on it were going to be picked up, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others.

Besides, there is indeed a powerful alien beast on the top of the mountain. Because of this, in order to prevent him from letting these people escape because he can't escape, he decided to kill them all here!