The drooping whirlpools like fire-burning clouds bloomed in the sky, as gorgeous as the red lotus that spreads passion, the surface of the swamp began to solidify or even crack, just like the barren soil that suffered from drought for a long time. At the same time, the air became very hot, and there seemed to be a golden crow on their heads, and every time they flap their wings gently, it brought a scorching wave of air.

Not only the novices, but also Wen Guangtou and Instructor Wang showed a horrifying and painful look. They tried to curl up like snakes and insects in the desert, avoiding the hot light. If there was a hole in the ground at this time, they would even get in without hesitation. The peace for a moment was a gift from heaven. It was ridiculous to say that they were still complaining about the humid heat in the jungle. But the sufferings of the past were completely nothing compared to the roasting of the doomsday before them.

Camel caravan, pool, oasis...

They are like travelers lost in the desert, longing for everything that can regain their lives, and their thoughts are almost hallucinating.

Water, they gradually began to dehydrate. Some people licked their dry lips. Although this would make the crack worse, bleeding was not impossible. But being able to briefly feel the smell of water (to be precise, their saliva) is a great happiness.

If this burning heat continues, even for one more second.

They will all burn.

Everyone thinks so.

By then, even if the vampire bats in the sky did not absorb their blood, they would have been roasted into mummies first.

Thousands of vampire bats died, and the remaining bats were greatly frightened. As some people said, these bats were not simple programmatic monsters, they knew pain and fear. Therefore, they saw too many similar people die, and with their fear of flames, the bats fleeing in fear.

The bats dispersed and everyone saw the light of day again.

The "knife" in Instructor Li's hand also returned to its original state, and Instructor Li, dressed in black, slowly landed on the ground.

The danger was eliminated, but the fire in the forest was not extinguished.

Instructor Li was stunned when he looked at the bushfire caused by him. The bats that blocked the road were gone, but how should everyone pass through this fire wall?

At the moment of dilemma, I don’t know if they shouldn’t die, or if God suddenly became kind-hearted.

boom--

The heavy rain poured down without warning, and the dark clouds from somewhere blocked the sun in the sky, and the feeling of heat gradually disappeared. However, the burning forest fire did not immediately go out. For the forest, every fire was a rebirth. Since it was a rebirth, it would have to be completely. There is no doubt that without this heavy rain that seemed to have leaked, the fire would never be easily stopped.

God, give me a candy, your mother! Bah!

Instructor Li held his sword and looked at the gloomy sky and cursed fiercely. His face was slightly paler than before, but his voice was still full of energy. It is naturally perfect to measure him by the standards of an adult under thirty years old, but compared with him before, his energy was much worse. Obviously, using the fire breaking flow in his hands would consume him a lot.

Forget it, brother, why don’t we go quickly?

Wen Guangtou was a little depressed because two more people died in the team. There were only ten people left in the twelve teams. The next day, less than half were left, and this was when the two instructors used their own methods to put them under the box.

But the survivors obviously do not have the worries of Wen Guangtou. As the saying goes, the ignorant is fearless. They only see bats sweeping down by fire snakes. How can they know how powerful this group of vampire bats are? Besides, the two dead are just comrades who have experienced a battle with them. Their relationship is simply "unfamiliar", just like passengers who took the same car and walked into the residents of the same elevator.

With different moods, stepping on the ashes, the group slowly walked into the jungle like a water curtain cave.

However, this "water curtain cave" is not the "water curtain cave". They do not have the blessing of the Monkey King, and they can only suffer in this jungle. This rainfall was extremely heavy. In less than an hour, the jungle was filled with water. There were puddles of varying depths, and there were a layer of leaves floating on the surface, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and depth. Every step was stepped on, and it was possible to fall into a pothole. This section of the road was more difficult than a swamp, and even if an instructor was leading the way in front, it would be useless.

Compared to wading through water, the rain falling from the sky is more harmful to everyone.

They now urgently need a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Maybe it's time to go.

Just as they were worried that there would be no place to stay tonight, everyone found a huge mountain belly, a cave that was not clearly marked on the map.

There is a cave!

Everyone was in a good mood, and the last trace of anger appeared on their listless faces, and they ran into the cave with shouting.

The rain took away a lot of calories in their bodies, and they now desperately need food and fire.

Hissing-

After a busy period, the fire ignited.

Finally another day passed...

Looking at the already blurry jungle and sky outside, everyone muttered to themselves.

The rain caused the temperature in the jungle to drop sharply, and at the same time washed away the sweat stains and mud on everyone's body. When wearing dry clothes, everyone felt refreshed. The haze that had accumulated over the past two days was wiped out. This feeling was like sweating all day, after returning home, taking a hot shower and lying on the bed to watch TV, calm and comfortable.

If there is another cup of hot coffee, it would be so pleasant...

"Are you saying that the knife in his hand comes from an island anime? No, the things in the second dimension can still be transformed into the third dimension... If this is true, that's OK. His sword, or knife, isn't clear, it must be not the Zanpakura you mentioned." Although he didn't know much about anime, Cao Nian knew that there were many "destroying the world" level artifacts in anime.

"I will never read it wrong. Haven't you seen the God of Death? · Wow, you really don't know! What about Zanpakura? ··· Please don't shake your head, okay? My God, it's really difficult to communicate with you... Duanhuoliu. Although this knife has never appeared in the anime, I can be sure that it is definitely a Zanpakura. Each Zanpakura has two forms: Initial Dissection and Bankai. The one Captain Li used just now is undoubtedly the ability to solve the initial Dissection of Duanhuoliu." Zhang Yang said excitedly, his eyes sweeping around instructor Li's "Zanpaoliu". He hates that he doesn't want to be

I have to take this sword for myself: "Although his sword is not the most powerful Zanpaku, which is much worse than Canhuo Taidao, Zanyue, and Chiben Sakura, but it is still a good weapon... And you must know that it is no longer an easy task to be recognized by Zanpaku. The instructor's ability to use this weapon means that he is already a rare strong man! Ah, Zanpaku, Zanpaku! If I can also get Zanpaku, will I awaken the Tiansuo Jianyue? Of course, Icelandmaru is also excellent. If it is Chiben Sakura, it would be......"

"Wake up, stop dreaming, it's time to eat..."

"I didn't dream! That knife is really a Zanpakura! This shows the world..."

"Even food can't block your mouth!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

For the novice who have just experienced a life and death, it is obviously unreasonable to Zhang Yang's extreme excitement, especially when others are feeling relaxed about the aftermath of the disaster.

The prey from somewhere was shelves on the fire. It was roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aroma was overflowing. Although there was no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, this original barbecue also had a unique flavor.

No. 21 blocked Changyang's mouth with a piece of meat, then tore off another piece of meat and started to bite it on his own; Xu Nuo sat next to Cao Nian and chewed slowly while eating.

Zhang Yang shut up.

The four of them seemed a little quiet.

Only Cao Nian was not in the mood to eat.

It’s not that he is not hungry, but that he feels that there are doubts in his heart that have not been resolved.

What was the reason? He was able to swing his sword so fast that it was beyond his imagination, so fast that his hands could not adapt and almost dislocated. It felt like the knife flew out to kill the enemy by itself. He even suspected that if he hadn't grasped the hilt of the knife, the knife might have flew out by itself.

The knife moves with your heart?

Is this a sword-controlling technique? Could it be that I have the potential of a sword immortal?

If it were a day ago, Cao Nian would never have thought of such nonsense. However, in this world, it has internal strength, superpowers, and even two-dimensional weapons, so it is not uncommon to have sword control skills.

Asked on the 21st, "The Zanpakura in the God of Death can appear in their hands, so can the weapons that have appeared in anime be found in this world? Thinking about it further, not only anime, but also some movies and TV, even some mountain and sea scriptures, Greek myths, and Nordic myths can be found in this world?"

The fat man's words came to Zhang Yang's mind and immediately made Zhang Yang's interest reach its peak.

This guy who is obsessed with anime and games said happily: "Yes! It's really possible that you say this! Not only Zanpakura, but also Demon Fruits and Sharingans may exist? Wow, this world is simply paradise! I finally understand that reincarnation and death, choosing death is hell, and reincarnation is paradise!"

After saying that, the man fell into crazy fantasy again, muttering inexplicable things like "Ring Thunder Fruit" and "Reincarnation Eye".

Cao Nian shook his head.

No. 21 continued: "It's indeed incredible... After all, these weapons have exceeded the scope of modern science, just like the magic weapons of gods and immortals in Chinese myths and legends. But in my opinion, it's still possible that the magic weapons of gods are even more powerful. The Sword of the Immortals, the Divine Whip, the List of Gods, and the Sky Seal... If these things exist, they would be really against the will of heaven."

Cao Nian said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect you to know these things. But don't be stupid. Even if these things exist, can ordinary people like you and me use them? The more powerful a weapon, the more spiritual it is, and knows how to choose a master and do things."

"This is what you saw from a fantasy novel? My brother often reads these novels." Xu Nuo laughed softly.

"Wow, Sister Xu Nuo is so beautiful." Zhang Yang said in a daze.

Xu Nuo was stunned, then smiled indifferently, brushing his loose hair behind his ears, and his appearance became clearer and more refined. Cao Nian couldn't help but feel a little distracted when he glanced at it.

Seeing this, the 21st couldn't help but curl his lips.

Cao Nian said: "It's not all seen in fantasy novels... Don't the golden cudgel in Journey to the West also recognize the master?"

Zhang Yang said: "What is the choice of the leader is simply to find an explanation for the protagonist's halo."

It makes sense, it makes sense... Although the protagonist's halo is often full of complaints, it is essential to promote the plot. How many stories do not encounter heritage in the cave, pick up magical tools on the street stalls, meet experts on the door, and beauties are infatuated...?

Everyone is the protagonist of their own life, but they never know how or when the film will be completed, or even whether you are acting as a comedy or a tragedy, an epic of the legend of the war, or a down-and-out story like Kong Yiyi.

After all, although they are the protagonists of their own lives, just like every actor in a stage play, they have their own personality and life. You can cry, laugh, or perform your acting skills to win applause from the spectators, but the entire stage is never built for you, a passerby.

Who can be sure that this world is not a big stage? And they are just supporting roles for one of them?

Cao Nian suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart, as if his life was not real: the pain when he woke up from a hangover, the regret when he lost his close relative, the guilt and pleasure of killing... They all exist only under the fantasy or strokes of others. Life and death, the future and destiny are already established and the imagination of others. Everything he does now, and even what he thinks, is not out of his own wishes, but what the script asks him to do, is that others have planned for him...

His back was cold, just like an autumn cicada that knew the winter solstice, trembling.

I don't know if this is a philosophical issue, or it involves past and present life, cause and effect reincarnation, and the cognition of "who am I?" is too complicated, and of course it is too terrifying. Cao Nian shook his head and dared not continue thinking about it. Because he knew that such thinking would not have any result.

"Stop talking about the protagonist not the protagonist. Even if it is the protagonist, it is not the time to finish the filming," Xu Nuo said.

"For example, Hamlet?"

The guy's experience on the 21st opened Cao Nian's eyes. He thought that the killer only knew how to fight and kill, but who would have thought that he had not only watched anime, but also played games, but also understood literature. Are killers so versatile?

"Hamlet? Actually, what I want to say is Ice and Fire--"

Zhang Yang said: "Isn't the protagonist of Ice and Fire Jon Snow?"

Xu Nuo looked at him with disgust: "What are you saying? Jon Snow has long been dead, and the Dragon Mother is the protagonist!"

Zhang Yang was stunned: "Snow is dead? How is that possible?"

Xu Nuo said: "Don't you know it yet, in..."

Taking advantage of the chatting between Zhang Yang and Xu Nuo, the fat man moved his butt and sat next to Cao Nian: "What did you do today? Can you actually cut off that tentacle monster?"

The killer's eyes were pitch black, and the deepest part of his eyes flashed from time to time that made people's backs chill.

Cao Nian was quite uncomfortable when he was stared at this look: "Do I owe you money? Looking at me so fiercely! I can't explain clearly what to do... In short, it's a very strange feeling. I was thinking about making the speed of the knife faster, and then it would get faster."

Cao Nian gestured in a slashing posture, savoring the feeling at that time.

"If you don't have the foundation to practice martial arts, the only thing that can be explained is your special abilities." No. 21 said.
To be continued...