I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

After all, Shen Bei's reconnaissance ability has been recognized by Blue Rose.

In this regard, he is definitely very good.

Then beat him into a pulp to avenge Mengshan!

At this moment, Yin Hu became more and more angry the more he looked at Shen Bei's armor.

He hummed a few times, turned his head and pecked at the cigarette fiercely.

after an hour.

Hot winds rolled, smoke and dust rose, and the roar of locomotives echoed across the wilderness.

After three hours of flying, Yin Hu and others saw a large gray swamp covered with fog and exuding a sense of death in front of them.

We drove through a flat and moist grassland again, and in front of us were scattered swamps covered with gray dead leaves and shrubs. Wisps of mist drifted in the wind, and tall, straight, deformed gray trees grew in them, forming a large swamp forest that seemed to have no end in sight.

Momonga raised his voice, "Captain, there's only a patch of indistinguishable swampland ahead. We can't go any further."

Stopping the car far away, Shen Bei looked at the swamp forest from a distance, which was obviously not a good place, with a flickering expression.

The outskirts of the Dry Swamp Forest are a flat and open grassland with a panoramic view in all directions.

Xu Li also scanned the area, "Captain, where should we start? This is a vast swamp forest. Finding any clues or traces of the young Wild God will depend on luck."

Yin Hu narrowed his eyes, his expression becoming more serious: "Don't rush in, let's look around to see if there are any traces."

Flying Squirrel nodded, threw a crystal source core into the engine, and the vehicle drove at a constant speed, starting to search around the outer area of ​​the Desolate Swamp Forest.

soon.

I saw that on the grass in front, pieces of grass were turned up, leaving behind a series of irregular mud pits with a distance of more than ten meters between them, extending all the way into the swamp.

"here!"

Flying Squirrel immediately stopped the motorcycle and began to check the irregular mud pits that were spaced at regular intervals.

Yin Hu jumped out of the car and looked towards the direction of the withered swamp forest. "The soil hasn't dried up completely yet, which means it hasn't been long. This should be the footprints of the Wild God Black Bat."

"Group up and enter!"

Within the swamp, a pale grey miasma drifted through the air, filling the forest like fog. The ground was covered in grey fallen leaves, and patches of swampland, hidden beneath the thick layer of fallen leaves, seemed to harbor a different kind of murderous intent.

In this gloomy and murderous atmosphere, three figures slowly broke through the fog and walked towards them, trampling on pieces of dead leaves and making a crackling sound.

Shen Bei walked in front.

Fei Shu and Xu Li were a few steps behind, on the left and right sides of Shen Bei.

Their current mission is to explore the interior of the swampy deadwood forest.

Searching for the juvenile form of the Aragami Black Bat.

Xu Li looked around and listened carefully. He stopped and turned around to ask:

"Momonga, did you find anything?"

The flying squirrel with a pointed chin and monkey-like face took off its gas mask, closed its eyes slightly, and flared its nostrils, as if it was trying to catch something.

"Cough cough cough."

Momonga's face flashed an abnormal red. He quickly put on his gas mask while coughing violently and said in a muffled voice:

"There's a bloody smell at one, eleven, and nine o'clock. However, the bloody smell at one and nine o'clock is very faint, while the smell at eleven o'clock is very strong and has a corrosive feel. It should be left by the black bat."

"very good!"

Xu Li's eyes lit up, and he immediately instructed Shen Bei: "You, go deeper at eleven o'clock!"

Shen Bei turned his head to glance at Fei Shu and felt that his ability was similar to Gan Mo's.

He can capture and distinguish all scents within a radius of nearly one kilometer, and can remember and track them.

Although this ability does not play a big role in combat, it can be regarded as the top auxiliary ability in terms of auxiliary functions.

However, the Dead Swamp Forest was full of poison barriers, and even a psychic's physique could not sustain it for too long. Although Flying Squirrel's hunting sense of smell was strong, it could not continue tracking.