That night, Meng couldn't sleep all night.

He ran through the slowly falling snow, looking for any opportunity to make achievements or threats approaching the village.

Santon Kaya is now in a semi-alert state, and light and dark sentries can be seen everywhere on the road out of the village.

The "tide of the undead" that Ken mentioned has begun to take shape. In recent hunting reports, "opened frozen soil" frequently appears, as well as records of the movement routes of skeletons.

"Why can't I meet..."

Meng muttered.

The wolf's hair is shiny and its steps are light. It has become stronger after defeating the hunter.

It also longs for a hearty battle.

They walked from the main road in Santon Kaya to the mountain pass of the Qiu Ming Ancient Road. On the way, they encountered hunters from the north, adventurers collecting bounties in early spring, and lone light infantry from the southern border...

Unfortunately, there is no suitable target.

They arrived at the end of the branch road angrily, and just when they were about to give up on their return journey, the wolf suddenly raised its hair in alarm and looked fiercely toward the outside of the bushes.

Hidden in the shadows, I used the tip of my knife to push away the blades of grass in front of me.

The morning light was slightly bright, and the scenery was covered with a dark blue and white filter.

He heard the sound of objects colliding outside his field of vision, which was obviously the jolting movement of crates...

"Someone is being chased."

The sound of hoofbeats was steady and powerful, and there should be an adult monster in front of the car.

"Oh, Growlmon."

The outline of a truck appeared in front of him: loaded with debris and made of shabby materials.

Meng judged that the other party was a merchant selling goods, and he was a relatively unknown one. As he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a rude provocation.

"Shukabocha!"

Meng squinted his eyes and discovered a plush shadow on the front of the saddle.

It is a branch of the orc tribe. It is short and furry, wearing an obviously modified leather jacket, and its entire body stands on the neck of the short growling beast.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of curses, and they were extremely fierce. They did not look like the party running for their lives during a chase.

"You dare to offend the wasteland porter. Brother Hanqi will make you pay the price sooner or later. You son of a bitch, idiot, as slow as a maggot..."

He cursed and raised his lower back.

Meng heard the sound of gas gushing out after being compressed.

He was completely amused and continued to watch with interest, but had no intention of helping. In his spare time, he even took his hand and smoothed the wolf's neck hair.

Hostility between chambers of commerce is normal. If it is a vendetta or a bounty, it is difficult for outsiders to interfere.

Meng put down two leaves to avoid being discovered.

He originally just wanted to see the pursuer clearly and leave, but when the chasing parties approached, the blood in his body froze.

Two adult salamanders are each riding a strong man.

Their eyes were as cold as night, flashing with a dangerous cold light. Their armor was made of animal skins and steel, patchwork and messy, and was so dirty that the original color could hardly be seen.

Their eyes were as cold as night, flashing with dangerous coldness. One of them had an exaggerated totem tattooed on his face, while the other was covered in a thick beard.

Meng was still hidden in the hazy darkness, and the identity of the other party had already emerged in his mind.

He felt that his coagulated blood began to boil, and he could no longer concentrate on thinking. As a top hunter, his breathing rhythm was a mess...

Meng gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice full of hatred:

"Apostle of Painted Ice."

This group of death-worshiping aliens in the wasteland, the culprits who massacred the Donghuge tribe, were almost identical to the enemies deep in his memory.

The little orc held the reins tightly.

He maintained the level and volume of his curses and rushed into the entrance of the mountain pass.

Apostle Qi Bing could no longer restrain his anger, and Totem Face took the lead in picking up the sharp spear next to Lu Xiang, moved forward, opened his arm and threw it out.

Whoosh——

Meng used this loud noise to hide the movement of stepping over the boulder, and at the same time used the mountain slope to block his vision, and kept running parallel to the cargo box on the higher mountain road.

He looked down:

The sharp steel spear pierced the tailgate and got stuck in the middle of a barrel of grain.

At this moment, a silent "stone" in the cargo box suddenly moved - he spread out his tall body, raised the barrel and threw it towards the chasing enemies.

"Idiot, you should take off the weapon before throwing it away!"

The little man turned around and yelled angrily.

"Look, what did I say? This idiot is going to stab you in the butt again!"

His mouth never seemed to be virtuous, and even though it was an emergency, he still scolded his companions together.

The barrel missed two steps and was knocked to pieces by the rocks.

Luo Qi jerked the reins to avoid debris.

Totem Face leaned over the rain-like rice fields, raised his hand to retrieve the pointed spear from the flying debris, crossed his legs and accelerated, seeming to have done something with the weapon, and when the distance was close enough, he threw it again!

boom!

The steel penetrated the brittle plank, this time it was stuck tightly, and to make matters worse - there was a rope hanging behind it.

"No one can escape death!"

The bearded man roared. In his opinion, the outcome was already decided and it was only a matter of time before their heads were taken away.

Meng leaned down the hillside and took a look.

He changed his sword to his right hand, grabbed the wolf's neck hair and jumped into the air. The huge shadow shocked the four people on the mountain road.

Apostle Qi Bing's pupils dilated, and Wen Man Totem looked for weapons in a panic.

The black image loomed over him like a dark cloud, and the light of the sword flashed past, like rushing thunder pouring out anger, chaotic collisions, and dripping blood...

Luxolotl's spine was bent by the sudden impact.

Its front hooves were twisted off in the chaos, and with a shrill wail, its entire body flopped and hit the ground.

Whoosh——

The saddle was torn off, and the rope was straightened and cut through the dust.

The Wolf was fine and dexterously adjusted its center of gravity and continued running on the mountain road.

Meng got up from the shadow, and the broken copper buckle opened a gash on his forehead, but he just wiped away the blood indifferently and threw it on the deformed corpse at his feet.

Zoom out.

The rope pulled up the entire cargo box, and the front hooves of the short growler were lifted off the ground.

The orcs, giants, and piles of goods all smashed down on the Qi Bing Apostle!

The bearded man screamed and used his arms to block, and the reins fell from his hands. The horse under his crotch slipped and sped away.

Lu Xuan wanted to escape.

The wolf avoided the debris, jumped on the cliff, and overtook it in a few steps. Its hooves sent out streaks of smoke, and it opened its mouth with saliva splattering!

Beasts and monsters bite together.

Meng did not pay attention to the ruins, but quickly came over to support him. He raised his hand and slashed the adult salamander to the ground with two cuts.

The end of the Donghuge tribe flashed through his mind:

Land salamanders gnawed on the bones of the dead, stepped on pools of blood, and werewolves howled one after another. Countless ferocious butchers were carrying out inhuman killings.

"ah--"

Meng stretched out his hand and pinned him down on the roadside. In his peripheral vision, the gravel was falling down the cliff, but his heart was filled with blood hatred.

Realizing the threat, the Wolf roared and tried to stop it, but it was too late.

A beard burst out from the dust.

Apostle Qi Bing roared, hugged Meng from behind, and without losing speed, used his weight to carry him off the slope, wanting to die together!

"Oops!"

Meng felt annoyed, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the embrace.
Chapter completed!