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Chapter 127; Gathering Place

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    After reading the writing on the stone tablet, Weir probably understood something.

    This place used to be an ancient kingdom, and it should be due to an experiment that finally led to this result.

    He felt something was wrong from the beginning. The auras of each of the natives on the island were quite twisted and crazy, and there was basically not much room for negotiation.

    ¡°Well, the cause of all this is probably that experiment.

    Studying demon souls?  It seems that scholars in this country have deeply studied some high-level knowledge of animal devil fruits, which ultimately caused a very bad impact.

    Then he threw away the slate in his hand and continued to explore forward.

    After passing through a forest in front of him, he finally came to the gathering place of these indigenous people.

    It¡¯s not that Weir is lucky, but because these indigenous gathering areas cover a very large area.

    This kind of area is almost as large as a small town.

    And looking around, it is still the kind of simple stone building, and the gathering place is full of wandering indigenous people.

    Just by seeing them in this state, Weir knew that this was definitely not normal. If you look closely at the eyes of these natives, you will find that their eyes are somewhat cloudy and lackluster.

    Just when Weir was planning to capture a native alive and try to see if he could extract a confession from him through torture.

    A native not far away from him suddenly sniffed, and then his expression became a little strange.

    Some are puzzled, and there are some dumbness.

    The native began to slowly transform into a half-human, half-dog form. He sniffed again, and then looked directly in the direction of Weir.

    After seeing the scene in his eyes, Will felt something bad. This guy wouldn't notice him.

    If they are really discovered today, they will definitely have to fight their way out, because there is no way to communicate with these natives, and Weir is not the kind of person who communicates well.

    So when the two parties meet, the next possibility is that either Will will kill them all, or they will kill Will.

    "Intruder, intruder found."

    The canine native let out a roar, and then rushed towards Weir.

    With the roar of the native, the entire gathering place of the natives was like a hornet's nest that had been hit hard. Immediately, a large group of natives roared and rushed towards Weir.

    And this situation is like a plague, starting to spread here. It seems that it won¡¯t be long before the natives in the entire gathering area will rush towards Weir and cut him into pieces.

    Weir just doesn¡¯t understand. Even if these natives don¡¯t have very high IQs, they don¡¯t need to roar at the intruder when they see a stranger, and then pounce on them and start fighting, right?

    But now that these natives have pounced on them, Weir certainly won't let them go without a fight.

    Pull out the ¡®Yixue¡¯, turn on the ¡®Thunder Mode¡¯ and then kill several natives rushing towards you with two swords.

    But this time, every sword strike by Weir was accompanied by sword energy. The light blue sword energy also chopped up the natives behind. In this group of battles, sword energy was a very sharp move.

    Those natives did not hesitate at all because of the death of their companions. They did not even look at them. They stepped directly over the corpses of their companions and continued to pounce on Weir.

    Of course, Weir would not be polite to this kind of death-seeking behavior, and continued to wield the "blood of the will", killing these indigenous people. At the same time, the sharp sword energy also caused huge damage to the indigenous buildings.

    After killing for a while, Weir felt quite bored. Fighting with such a beast without much emotion really felt nothing.

    At this moment, he felt a sudden and rapid figure coming from behind, and Weir directly used the "blood of blood" on his right hand to parry.

    Stare.

    A black shadow appeared, an old man wearing a black coat. This was the only person Weir saw wearing normal clothes among the indigenous people. The other indigenous people were either wearing leaves or furs.

    But after a closer look, Will knew that he had overestimated the other party, because the old man was indeed wearing a black coat on his upper body, but he was actually wearing a grass skirt on his lower body.

    This old man gives Vail a very strong impression. You must not be careless. If you are careless today, you will probably be drowned by this old man cooperating with these natives and using the human sea tactic.

    "king."

    The natives suddenly let out a loud roar, and then became even more fierce.

    "It seems that we have finally found the rightful owner, and you are"These indigenous bosses?  "

    Seeing that the sneak attack on Weir failed, the native king took a few steps back.

    "Yes, I am the master here. Outsiders, put down your weapons. I don't have to kill you."

    "Hehehe, as expected, the natives on this island have their heads full of shit. Forget it, I am also stupid. Why would I want to try to communicate with you and kill you all directly? I can just explore the rest by myself."

    The king¡¯s eyes began to glow slightly red.

    "Since you are also an intruder, just die here."

    After saying that, the muscles on the native king's body began to swell, and soon it turned into a blue Western dragon.

    Weir was very surprised when he saw it. Although the dragon transformed by the native king was more than twice the size of the black dragon, it should not be underestimated. The aura was quite powerful.

    After the native king transformed into a giant dragon, he first roared wildly, then stamped his front paws fiercely, and ice began to grow around him.

    "This is a frost dragon? It's a rare species, but I'm not interested in a dragon transformed by an ability user."

    After seeing the frost dragon in front of him, Weir knew that there was little hope of winning in a head-on fight.

    "Flash."

    Weir came to the side of the frost dragon at full speed, and then cut off one of its wings with a sword.

    The giant frost dragon let out a howl, and then a large amount of freezing air began to spread around its body.

    Click, click, click.

    Low temperatures that are no worse than the blue pheasant¡¯s ability to freeze fruit spread.

    But Weir was already prepared and quickly backed away.

    And the severed wings of the frost dragon actually began to slowly regenerate.

    Weir had already guessed about this result, and cutting off the frost dragon's wings was just to temporarily lose its ability to fly.

    Because the next trick Weir uses needs to be used at high altitude.

    It¡¯s not a nonsense palm technique like the Tathagata Palm, it¡¯s just to avoid hurting yourself at high altitudes.

    Weir began to use the moon step to walk high into the sky, and the natives with the ability to fly also followed closely.

    But before those natives got close to Weir, he was killed by him with his sword energy from a long distance. After a few light blue rays of light flashed, the corpses fell to the ground in pieces.

    "Don't blame me, you brainless natives, and the person who killed you is named Weir. If there really is a hell, just scream and curse me there."

    Weir, who was already high in the sky, slowly moved closer with his hands, holding a ball of thunder and lightning in front of his chest, and then Weir transferred all the thunder and lightning in the "Thunder Core" to his hands.

    Compression, continuous compression, until it finally compressed to the limit, the ball of thunder and lightning in his hand turned silver-white, and made a sharp and shrill sound, Weir did not stop.

    ¡° Then Weir stretched his hands to both sides, and the ball of thunder and lightning that had been compressed to the limit was actually stretched into a thunder and lightning spear.

    "Thunder God's Spear"

    Weir held the spear made of high-concentration thunder and lightning with one hand, and then threw it hard towards the natives on the ground.

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