The Godsfall Chronicles

Sunrise, the sun shines into the valley, but the fog is impervious, with a gray tinge.

In the valley, in the desert marshes, dead silent and quiet, besides the slightest bubble drumming and rupture, this colorless world is silent like a dead black and white photograph, like a rigid sketch with no life, like an ink map full of strange mysteries.

More than a hundred wildlings dressed as soldiers appeared here, each wearing a gas mask to defend against the marsh gas, at this moment surrounded by a large pit in the marsh, because right in front of them lay a big, big, big, big, big thing.

Desert lizards are being attacked by some creature, their entire bellies torn apart, their guts emptied and soaked in the inky green marshes, these highly corrosive acid water sludge are constantly eroding the flesh and blood on the lizards. In less than 24 hours, the marshes will produce an extra large lizard skeleton.

The wilderness marsh formation process is very simple.

First, this is a valley environment, with mountains on all sides shielded from wild wind and sand, and low-lying terrain for better moisture retention.

Secondly, the valley floor is rich in water resources and contains a greater number of ancient pollutants, often with strong acidic properties.

Thirdly, water is constantly seeping through the ground throughout the year, and the process also sends pollutants to the surface. Water evaporates quickly in a dry surface environment, water is decreasing and pollutants do not evaporate, so it accumulates and eventually becomes like this after a long period of time.

This swamp is very dangerous.

Nothing is less corrosive and highly toxic.

Mercenaries, despite their wealth of experience, are mostly on the desert, a harsh environment that they have never been to before, so most of their past experience is not here, and breaking into the marshes is an adventure in itself.

“From the marks, this kid hasn't gone far! ”

Mercenaries know that the Desert Lizard is unlikely to walk into such a place on its own initiative, so definitely someone drives it in here, and when an experienced bounty hunter checks for ground traces, they're sure that cloud eagles passed through here just a short while ago.

“Have you seen enough?” A mercenary with a shotgun is impatient to say: “This kid's life is worth a fortune, but there are a lot of monsters in the swamp, and the only bones left to corrode like lizards in acid water, so we can go for nothing. ”

That's exactly what you're worried about.

These mercenaries and hunters dare not delay and immediately follow in the footsteps of the eagle, who are experienced old birds who can judge the state of the eagle based on its legacy and even its injuries. As things stand now, the cloud eagle is clearly hungry and thirsty and very tired from injuries, indicating that the boy is no longer resistant.

Mercenaries and hunters are not happy.

If the boy is irresistible enough to wander around in such a dangerous wilderness swamp, he is absolutely in a lifetime of danger. If the monster takes him away, bites him, eats him, or falls into strong acid or into a bottomless swamp, I'm afraid he won't be able to recover his body, then this mission will be a complete failure.

When the mercenaries were in a bit of a state of anxiety, an unexpected surprise occurred to him, and they had not gone far enough to chase the eagle, and suddenly a thin figure appeared ahead. The man was wearing a grey black plain cloak, relatively thin, with a black stick between his waists and a rough rifle in his arms, and he seemed trapped in the middle of a swamp, not knowing where to go.

“Found it! ”

Never thought it would be that easy!

Mercenaries are full of ecstasy.

The cloudhawk is wearing a mask, which is white in colour and presents a strange and silly smiley face, which is particularly odd in the present context and circumstances. He reacted extremely quickly, and when he turned his back on the gun, it was a blow.

Raise the gun instantly.

These experienced fighters are scattered.

These guys have experience. How can an old bird shoot easily?

The cloud eagle didn't fall in love with the battle, and he turned around and jumped into Swamp Lake.

This swamp is infiltrated with acid water that is flooded with green bubbles, and the whole swamp seems to be active. Once anything gets stuck in the sludge, it is almost immediately caught up in it and eventually pulled into the bottomless abyss. At the tip of the cloud eagle, stepping on suspended objects such as pumice and hard to distinguish from the naked eye, his figure moves like a dance in a complex place, rapidly moving away from the mercenaries.

This fat mouth is flying away!

Mercenaries were so anxious that they didn't have time to analyze the terrain in front of them that they rushed straight into the swamp and started catching up.

The cloud eagle seemed to be able to pass through the swamp, but it was not easy at all. A mercenary stepped on a floating dead tree, probably because the dead tree had been corroded for a long time and fragile. The whole dead tree collapsed directly, causing the mercenary to fall straight into the swamp.

“Ahhh! ”

The mercenary screamed and turned over, his face had been corroded. His hands soaked in the mud for a few seconds. When he regained them, he saw that his arms were covered with blood bubbles and that his skin was falling together.

Mercenaries can only put an end to suffering by firing a single shot at a dying companion.

Cloud eagles have crossed the entire Swamp Lake, and just as they were hiding in a reed-like gray plant and disappearing at the end of people's horizons, the mercenary team had to raise their hands directly with guns.

The cloud hawk can feel the bullet firing and the sense of crisis, but the other party's shooting is too smart and too fast. From pulling the gun to shooting for less than two seconds, several bullets blocked all escape opportunities.

The cloudhawk can only try to avoid the critical areas, eventually two shots were fired on the cloudhawk, one of which landed behind the back and hit the bear monster fur armor through the cloak. Although a blood cave has been cut out on the body, the power has been greatly diminished by the fur armor buffering, but no particular serious injury has been caused.

Another bullet was fired at the thigh, causing the eagle to lose its balance and instantly fell to the ground, hurrying to crawl into the reed bush.

This kid can't get away!

Mercenaries just caught up. Something's wrong!

The surrounding marshes are tumbling over, and countless bubbles carrying toxic gases are releasing wildly into the air, whether for gunfire or other reasons, which apparently attract some biological attention.

Boom!

The marsh surged dramatically.

Just a giant tentacle drilled out of the depths of the swamp, all purple and black, more than ten meters long, with sharp spikes on its surface and many more structures like mouth, that flat gap can be opened, so that one can clearly see romantic fangs and chew.

“What is this?! ”

Mercenaries find it appalling that Swamp Lake has drilled more than a dozen in just over a dozen seconds, and when the hands are wrapped around the mercenary, not only can the bones of the mercenary be easily chopped off, but the mercenary's entire flesh can be easily torn apart like a piece of paper full of pointy teeth.

Swamp monster!

This is a change that nobody thought possible!

Mercenaries have not responded well.

While the mercenary was under siege by a swamp monster, the cloud hawk finally managed to escape into the grey reed-bush plant bush. He first pulled a piece of cloth from his body, fastest to tie the thigh wound to stop the bleeding, then a short-term sniper gun with both hands slowly popped out of the reed, and the old quasi-star locked the target.

Boom!

A bullet runs through the bodies of two people.

Finally hit the third man in the chest!

As a result, all three fell and were dragged away by the swamp monster.

Mercenaries instantly understood what the Eagle was doing, this guy wasn't being chased, he was waiting here on purpose, he knew he couldn't get away, so he deliberately looked for a place like this, he wanted to trap mercenaries through swamp monsters and dangerous terrain!

Those tentacle monsters are really dangerous.

This swamp lake is also very deadly.

Can it be possible that a cloud hawk alone, one gun at a time, is like stopping nearly a hundred experienced wilderness birds? These mercenaries invade the wilderness, they have never seen anything monstrous, and the marsh tentacles, though fierce, do not frighten them.

The mercenary held up a shotgun and hit the tentacle, instantly splashing one tentacle all over the flesh. Another mercenary took the opportunity to pull the knife up. He saw a knife stroke over him, and someone with a crude waist bit his hand, and he was cut in half.

“Keep chasing! ”

“Leave these things alone! ”

Several of the mercenary leaders know exactly what their mission is, and while these biters have caused a lot of casualties to the team, hunting them is pointless. Eagles also hide in the thick jungle with cold guns, which is more dangerous for them.

Several of the most powerful mercenaries and hunters spearheaded the move, not being targeted by clouds, until their toes rapidly treaded through wood or stones as they moved, eventually successfully across the swamp lake zone.

“Go to hell! ”

One of them took a shotgun and hid it against a cloud hawk, instantly splashed all the unidentified plants, and another shoved a long knife through it, pushing it like a lawnmower, where the plants were broken.

The cloud hawk has slipped away.

Looking at the blood on the ground, the mercenaries knew that the cloud hawk would never escape, that he had been shot in the leg, that not only had he bled more than half, but he had lost his mobility, and that he could not escape today's siege in any way.

Other mercenary hunters continue to cross the acid marshes, losing a lot of money here, but there's still half of them left, let alone the clouds and eagles can't beat each other, even in full swing.

“Chase!”

Old birds quickly analyze the traces.

Now the cloud hawk is in very bad shape, but even so, he keeps moving forward, this extraordinary perseverance, this intense desire to survive, shocked all these mercenaries, but shocked, they didn't let go of the chase.

Will you be able to withstand long haemorrhages? How long can you resist death if you want to live longer? This kid is dead!