He felt that this white man was a bit stupid, but he should be quite trustworthy and have kindness that could be exploited.
Whether it's for reward or something else, your request should be met.
As for that tribe, it was actually where the camp was located, so there was no big problem in dealing with a white man.
I deliberately showed a tired and weak attitude and restrained my fierceness, just to win sympathy.
But he left out many doubtful points, such as - why did Aaron appear here? And how to explain his own state and the pursuers behind him!
Aaron didn't answer, he just took a step forward and raised the shovel in his hand.
Bang!
The shovel hit Tony directly on the head. He had already restrained most of his strength and was now almost like an ordinary adult.
But Tony was knocked to the ground so easily, with a bloody head.
"you……"
Tony felt a hot stream flowing down from his head and pouring into his mouth, filled with the smell of blood. His eyes looking at Aaron also became resentful and hateful: "White-skinned devil!"
"It was you who broke our agreement first."
Aaron threw away the shovel, squatted down, and slowly but firmly pulled out the 'historical inscription' from Tony's hand.
"No...that's mine...my treasure!"
Tony struggled quickly, but his body was extremely weak. He felt that his life was coming to an end, and he couldn't help but become more urgent: "Please... give it back to me!"
This is the treasure they stole after spending everything they had!
"No, it's not yours. Have you forgotten? We have an agreement..." Aaron replied calmly: "I want your most precious treasure as a reward for saving you! Now, it is mine. This
It’s fate!”
"No no no!"
Tony was so angry that he vomited blood. If he had known this, he would have rather died under the siege of the Governor's Mansion than be rescued by Aaron.
But he was completely weak and even in pain, so he could only watch Aaron take away his treasure.
"puff!"
Finally, he spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground, losing all breath.
"Is this... are you so angry?"
Aaron was slightly surprised: "No, it's not my fault. He was cursed and should have died a long time ago... He was able to work as a treasure courier before he died, which is quite dedicated."
He concentrated, staring at the lines on the stone tablet that looked like insects crawling.
This is not a font that ordinary people can understand, nor is it a secret text, but some picture fragments that must be covered with inspiration before they can be seen.
From another aspect, this form of expression is more intuitive and accurate than written expression.
Through it, Aaron seemed to see a history that was completely different from the main world.
There, the darkness in the sky occupies 20 hours a day, terrifying things are active at night, and the most powerful country is not Inves.
Unfortunately, due to the incompleteness of the stele, all that can be seen is just a glimpse.
In the broken picture, Aaron vaguely saw another layer of history.
It was a time when day and night were reversed, countless dead people were resurrected, and an indescribable river enveloped the entire earthly world!
"The historical inscriptions...may have records from different histories?"
"Isn't its author the same extraordinary person?"
Aaron's expression remained unchanged, he took the 'historical inscription' and returned to Shah Rukh's side.
…
Bang bang!
The minigun roared, and bullets were fired at Masai and other remaining members.
Compared with conservatives, the Yenis advocate learning advanced science and technology from white people and are not averse to firearms.
This time Shah Rukh brought out all elites who had undergone rigorous firearms training. In addition, there were wizards accompanying the army, and their combat effectiveness was extraordinary.
After just one firing, the few adventurers left behind in Masai were shot and fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.
"Huh? Resistance?"
Masai also saw Shah Rukh, and when he saw him raising his gun again, he sighed without much choice.
On him, layers of historical mists emerged. Those historical mists contained many mysterious symbols and twisted symbols. They were a collection of the histories and secret knowledge he had learned.
No matter who you are, once you see this layer of fog, you will also see his inhuman form, and you will be mentally impacted by complex historical knowledge!
"Great wizard?"
Shah Rukh's expression changed: "The enemy actually has a great wizard staying behind?"
Kony was equally surprised, with firmness in her voice: "Use the alchemy bomb I made! Even if there are non-human beings, as long as they are not special ones, they will still be injured or even die if they are caught in the front by the explosion!"
Masai looked at the enemies a few hundred meters away, a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he lightly grabbed them with his palms!
This is an ability that he has researched for a long time and only "retrospectively" solidified from a "gourmet" in history. It is inhumane - "blood manipulation"!
Although this extraordinary ability has little effect on other fourth-plasma users, the effect of group attacks is incredibly good!
Especially for ordinary armies with no special abilities!
Puff!
The faces of those indigenous warriors suddenly turned red, blood droplets seeped directly from their pores, and a large number of blood vessels in their bodies ruptured...
Snap!
Minnie guns fell to the ground one after another, and the enhancement magic on them could not stop the flow of life, causing them to cover their hearts and fall down one by one.
"No! Asa, Simba..."
Shah Rukh's eyes suddenly turned red, but Kony next to him held him tightly: "Don't be impulsive!"
If it hadn't been for the automatic defense of a magical item on her just now, she and Shah Rukh might have been drained of blood and died!
"What a troublesome person...and I have to deal with him one by one!"
Masai sighed and walked into his own shadow.
This is another ability he gained retroactively - Shadow Jump!
In fact, what Masai most hopes to obtain is the "spiritual world teleportation" of the "Shadowless One". Unfortunately, the "Shadow" Beyonders have always been very mysterious, and there are very few who have left the mark of the secret history.
Corny's expression was grim, and she took out a long series of alchemy bombs from her body.
Each of them is the size of a pomegranate, showing a translucent glass color, and there seems to be strange runes swimming inside.
This is a terrifying and destructive item that is a mixture of gunpowder and ritual, and can only be made by extraordinary 'craftsmen'!
"Don't come over, otherwise the bomb in my hand will explode as soon as I touch it. The range will cover at least dozens of meters nearby, and you won't be able to run away!"
Corny threatened coldly.
"Although she is just a little girl, her reaction, personality, and determination... are much better than the native next to her. Who are you? Why do you want to help the native?"
Masai walked out of the shadows of the woods nearby and asked coldly.
"They are not indigenous people, they are living people like us. The tragedy of Inves cannot be repeated!" Corny replied firmly.
"The Tragedy of Inves?"
A gray mist flashed across Masai's eyes, and he saw the ghost of history in Kony!
