Hunter made this order quickly, and immediately everyone lying on the bridge began to slowly arch their waists and get ready.
"Lord Booker, you will start in three seconds, and the others will start taking action in one minute."
Hunter continued.
Booker nodded calmly, clenched his fists, and squeezed the things in his hands a little tighter.
"Three, two, one, let's go!"
When Hunter finished counting down and just finished speaking the word "Go", Booker swooped out like a cheetah.
He was holding Piku in his left hand and a black package in his right hand. He kept leaning forward at a 45-degree angle all the way and dropped Piku at a distance of 200 meters.
The whole process only took less than thirty-five seconds, and he crossed a distance of one thousand meters and came under the energy cover. He opened the package in his hand and revealed a black football-sized object.
He began to draw a strange and complicated figure on the ground. This is the so-called alchemical formation. The law of alchemy is the law of equivalent exchange. Only by paying can you get rewards. This is not a kind of magic obtained out of thin air, so
If you want something, you must pay something. Therefore, the formation formation becomes the medium, or balance, in this synthesis process.
The difficulty of alchemy is directly proportional to the complexity of the alchemy array. The more complex the alchemy array, the more difficult the alchemy is. All alchemy arrays are circular, which symbolizes perfection and cycle.
Fortunately, this time the alchemy formation was just an auxiliary formation and it was not too difficult. Booker only spent fifteen seconds to complete it.
Then he carefully picked up the black object and slowly placed it in the center of the refining array. He also took out a small, sparkling transparent bottle containing golden liquid from his waist pocket and placed it in the refining array.
Put your hands together and start chanting the mantra in your mouth.
The lines on the formation array on the ground began to shine continuously one by one. When all the lines were connected together, a green light suddenly rose into the sky, making Booker's face even more green.
When he saw that the formation formation was successfully activated, Booker quickly retreated to the place 200 meters away from where he had dropped Piku. Piku had already dug a temporary cave two meters deep here without saying a word.
I drilled right in and found a black metal plate from nowhere to block the entrance.
Booker's face darkened and he was about to get angry, but Hunter waved his hand, and then continued:
"You have to think clearly, where are we now? This is the Hope Plains! The five forbidden areas, what is needed here is cooperation. Outside, you can still rely on the reputation of the apostle to intimidate others.
But here, you don’t even have a chance to send a message, and you want to know how many people there are, and how many of us there are. Don’t say that the little girl’s bodyguard is a master who can’t be messed with. There are only four of them now.
You are not the one to offend the tribesmen."
Seeing that Booker was still not convinced, Hunter continued:
"Don't think that just because you have a bad token, people will be afraid of you. To put it bluntly, in such a dangerous place, which one is more important, a companion with a skill, or a warrior who is bossy and gives orders? And the most important thing is
Yes, if you really make them anxious, it is a matter of debate whether you will still be alive to explore the Hope Plains."
Booker's face became more and more ugly, but Hunter's straightforward words made him speechless for a moment. He did not expect that his temporary impulsiveness would force him into such a situation.
Hunter patted Booker on the shoulder and sneered:
"Okay, you choose your face and your life. Besides, you can't even see the despicable things Bruce did to save people's lives. He can assassinate one person, but can't he assassinate a group of people? What else does he have?
Is there any credibility? If you have nothing to say, I will go over and talk to others."
Although Booker's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears, he had no intention of refuting any more. He quietly put the apostle's token into his arms, obviously accepting Hunter's arrangement.
Hunter nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the aborigines, but he didn't notice a hint of viciousness and cunning flashing in Booker's eyes.
A tense struggle subsided with Hunter's comfort and Booker's concession, and Hunter became the new leader.
Booker, who had lost his privileges, showed his unwillingness clearly on his face, which made everyone feel relieved. A person like this who was not well-established in the city was not a big threat, he was just a reckless man.
"Yin Sha, what are you looking at? Why are you ignoring me?" Momo grabbed Yin Sha's trouser legs, stood on tiptoes and muttered dissatisfiedly.
Looking back, Yinsha showed a gentle smile, touched Momo's head and asked softly:
"Does it hurt?"
Momo was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Yin Sha meant. Then his nose twitched, his mouth flattened, his eyes narrowed, and with a cry, he burst out, crying, and hitting Yin Sha with his small fists.
Beat it up.
"Dead Yin Sha, smelly Yin Sha, you just threw me so much that it hurt, it scared me to death, you... you pay, you pay..."
Yin Sha's expressionless face had a rare expression. His face was full of black lines as he looked at the crying Lihua Daiyu, which made the petty Momo's mouth twitch subconsciously.
I haven't felt the pain in my body until now, but this girl only has the ability to cry. Should I say that she is slow to react, or that she has acting talent? Even Yin Sha, who has always been calm and calm when things go wrong, is at a loss.
I don't know what to do.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, Momo, Yinsha just did this to protect you, but you have also seen the danger just now, you must follow closely for the next actions
Yin Sha, don’t leave him even half a step!”
Fortunately, Mok came out in time to smooth things over, coaxing and scaring the little girl, which actually made the little girl stop crying, but Momo still didn't intend to let Yin Sha go, and said with a pursed lips:
"I don't care, my whole body hurts now, you carry me."
Looking at Momo with hazy eyes and a face crying like a little cat, Yinsha shook his head helplessly. Even he himself began to doubt whether his behavior just now was really outrageous. He turned around and half-moved.
Squat down.
"Come up..."
Momo achieved her goal as she wished, but when others began to pay attention to the surrounding environment, a trace of pride flashed in the little girl's eyes. She made a victory gesture towards a person in the distance, and silently opened her mouth in a big smile.
Got up.
"You stinky girl, even if you don't even have your hair spread out, you want to declare war on me. You really think I'm a sick cat."
