From the posture of a person holding a gun, you can know whether he is an experienced shooter or a hunter.

Sean observed a little bit, and among the twenty-five people who participated in the game, more than half of them were obviously used to being accompanied by guns.

The other eight explorers are obviously more proficient in this way.

Among the explorers, the "Bounty Town Robber" even fulfilled Xiao En's bad premonition to some extent—

That damned "robber", one of the three Queens in the competition, the way he held the gun...as if the gun was an organ growing on his body.

"You can't directly compete with him." Sean thought so, wading in the muddy water, trying to stay as far away from the shooter as possible.

Apparently, other mysteries also had this insight. Unlike ordinary people who were ignorant, they were all scattered far away from the "robbers".

"No. 7, his number is No. 7."

Sean wanted to get as close to the edge as possible, and when he was still struggling to pull out his calf from the mud, he was shocked by the scene he saw accidentally, and his pupils instantly became bigger—

He saw the face of a skeleton looming in the distant woods.

Empty eyes stared straight at Sean.

"Damn..." I cursed in my heart, "I didn't see his voice just now, how did he get there?"

Soon, the skeleton engraved with rows of runes disappeared into the woods.

"Number 13." Sean frowned, and the ominous feeling in his heart was like fog rising from a wetland...

Everyone seemed to have found a satisfactory position, and the surroundings became quiet.

Sean looked around, through the thick fog, he could see figures scattered around.

"It's like a ghost in the swamp..." The night mist wet the coat, making Sean feel the cold penetrate into his clothes.

He turned to look at Olivia.

The Seiko girl's misty red pupils are shimmering. She is so alert, like a fox born and raised in the jungle.

Candle holders will give themselves a sense of security.

"Excited water dogs run like wild horses into the woods..." The sound from the horn became sticky due to the humidity.

Sean heard the sound of animals running quickly across the wetlands. He turned his head and vaguely saw a shadow moving quickly.

"They seem to have finally discovered the uninvited guest who visited here."

There was a sound of flapping wings.

"Duck hunting season has begun!"

Sean hadn't seen a single duck before.

But at this moment, among the reeds, among the woods, and in the wetland, the wild ducks that reflected the moonlight because of their wet bodies suddenly took off.

No time to think about anything else...

Sean raised his Springfield Carbine, unaware that his mind had calmed down in an instant.

Gunshots rang out, but none of them hit the one Sean was aiming at.

The distance is about thirty meters.

Wind direction, northwest, light breeze.

Don't need much advance...

Pull the trigger.

boom!

It was the first time to activate this veteran's gun. I don't know if it was because of the magic that was still in effect on it, or because of the design. The recoil was surprisingly small, and the gun flame seemed to be stained with a little bit of holy paleness...

Sean could almost hear the sound of the bullets cutting through the air, like a knife quickly cutting open curtains.

There was a dull and short sound, and the wild duck fell to the ground.

Just as Xiao En was about to continue shooting, out of the corner of his eye, he discovered lines of words glowing with green light in the dark night sky.

Those words seemed to pass through the fog and imprinted in everyone's pupils.

No. 7, 2 only.

No. 24, 1 only.

No. 19, 1 only...

"It's the leaderboard." Without paying too much attention to the green text, Sean turned his carbine towards the sky and aimed at the second prey.

Gunshots kept ringing out one after another in the wetland, four of the six bullets in a magazine were embedded in the wild duck's body.

For such a hit rate, Sean is quite satisfied.

Between reloads, Sean glanced at the leaderboard above his head.

No. 7, 6 only.

No. 24, 4 only.

No. 15, 4 only.

…

"I'm ranked second. The robbers in Bounty Town have already hunted six of them."

Sean tilted his head, Lingzhi quickly took out the bullet clip from the invisible stomach pouch and stuffed it into the magazine.

At this time, not far away, a man who was quite proud of his duck hunting skills was staring at Sean with the number 24 written on his back.

Like the leaderboard in the sky, the numbers on the contestants' backs cannot be obscured.

He was still thinking about how these explorers could be so accurate, but saw...

The clip that appeared out of nowhere actually got into the gun in the hand of the explorer by itself.

He shook his head and suddenly had an answer in his heart. He kind of wants to quit the game because of this.

The ducks in the forest kept flying and were shot down by the roaring guns.

There was a duck flying by at low altitude in a panic. Under the moonlight, a pair of slender legs drew a graceful arc, and the sharp blade under its feet split the duck in half.

Its strength is so exquisite and the blade is so sharp that the person who was cut didn't even know that he was dead, and the wings still fluttered twice in vain, pulling his body away.

Looking at the wild ducks that keep falling and flying, Olivia at this moment has some absurd associations—

It seems that in this cursed woodland, the birds that are constantly flying up are all birds that cannot die, but want to leave this place very much.

Although they were full of bullet holes and covered in blood, they still opened their rotten eyes wide and flapped their crippled wings, trying to escape.

But it was brought back to the earth by the roaring guns over and over again...

Some people were convinced that there were not enough wild ducks in the area where they were standing, and began to shift positions in the fog.

You can hear the wet and hollow sound of the mud when he pulled out his calf, as well as his heavy breathing due to tension and huge amount of exercise.

And all of this is not as obvious as the green fluorescent numbers on his back.

Sean turned his head, looked at the glowing numbers on Olivia's back, and frowned suspiciously.

Due to the invisible stomach bag and Sean's habit before the mission, there are enough bullets.

Once again, the bullets were stuffed into the carbine whose barrel was already a little hot.

26 only.

It still ranks second behind the 28 robbers.

Just as he loaded the bullet and raised the barrel again, Sean heard a very strange sound.

It was like the sound of countless bones rubbing against each other.

Taking his eyes off Zhunxin for a while, Sean looked in the direction of the voice.

Not far from him, a man with a mustache seemed to have heard the strange voice

He put down the gun in his hand, frowned towards the seemingly invisible shadow in the mist, and stretched his neck forward slightly...

"What's that?" He seemed to be asking the people around him.

However, the people around, including Sean, did not know what it was—

A decaying thing in the shape of a bony mallard...

However, its size is very large, even bigger than an ostrich.

Sean was inexplicably reminded of the restoration model of the dodo he saw in Green's Royal Museum.

cluck cluck, cluck cluck.

Like the sound of rotting bones dancing.

"What's that?!" the man with the mustache yelled, but he didn't seem to hold out any hope of getting an answer, and he had already started to turn and run away.

cluck cluck, cluck cluck.

The sound of bones rubbing against each other came from the huge duck bone.

As if irritated by the man's movement, the strange existence in the wetland staggered and ran, shaking its shriveled and huge wings, and rushed over...

The wings brought a gust of fishy wind, and the people around smelled a strong rancid smell

The giant duck made of bones bit off the escaped man's head in one bite.

"The hunters know that this is a cursed wetland..."

"Ducks who have been killed for years want revenge...

"Their rotting limbs were spliced ​​together by that will.

"This kind of terrifying existence makes poachers with guns have to flee!"

The huge skeleton completed a revenge, and the duck skeleton, which was as weird as a rough model, turned in Sean's direction.

"Oh, big thing." Sean gritted his teeth and shook his head, threatening in his voice, "Don't look at me..."

The duckbill roared angrily, which actually triggered an unpleasant memory of Xiao En's childhood—

A gigantic gander roared and charged at his young self!

Sean's heart beat suddenly, and he suppressed the urge to escape that had nothing to do with reason. His breathing was like a beating bellows, and the psychic took out a holy silver coin as if he had already prepared it, and hung it in front of the gun.

boom!

The white gun flame seemed to ignite the silver coin that contained the power to sanction evil, spreading a holy halo forward.

The shimmering bullet just penetrated into the open duck's head~lightnovelpub.net~ passed through the shadows of the bone forest, and directly penetrated into the dark depths.

Ding!

A diamond-shaped halo suddenly bloomed in the middle of the darkness like a desperate flower.

The bursting holy power dispelled the evil in the depths.

Immediately afterwards, the huge skeletal structure seemed to be the residue spewed out from the depths of the giant beast's throat, and the remaining kinetic energy rushed towards Sean with the scattered skeleton.

The copper bone umbrella gently twisted out a shield wall, and the skeleton scattered like river water hitting a rock.

Behind the shield wall is a blue mask with a dangerous eye under the mask:

"I told you, man. Don't look my way...

"You should follow my advice."

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