All members of the team quickly stood up, picked up their weapons and looked into the distance. Unfortunately, although the woods were not big, they blocked their sight and could not see anything at all.
"Beasts have a keen sense of smell. They were attracted by the smell of blood. Move quickly! The beasts are coming soon. There are too few of us and we can't stop them!" Although we can't see the specific situation, there is movement from the beasts.
, White could also make some judgments and ordered decisively...
Naturally, the way to escape is not to escape in the direction of the herd, but to avoid the herd from the side, and also avoid the direction of the tribe, so as not to lead the herd into the tribe. White led the team and rushed out of the woods quickly, all the way
He ran far away without his feet touching the ground. However, among those with two legs, how can anyone with four legs run professionally?
After running for more than ten miles, they heard a beast roar behind them. Apparently a beast had discovered them.
"Oops, we've been discovered! If we run like this, we will be overtaken by them sooner or later. Only by running to the Holy City can we have a chance of survival. The Holy City has powerful holy warriors, and it is easy to resist the beasts!"
Thinking of this, White shouted in a hoarse voice: "Brothers, run to the Holy City. Only the Holy Warriors can resist the beasts!"
Although White has just become the captain of this team, he already has a good relationship with the team members. Now when he shouts, everyone follows him towards the Holy City. Listening to the roar of the beast approaching behind him, White leads
The team ran faster, regardless of physical strength, and rushed forward with all their strength.
A hundred miles is not too far for a giant. But now White feels that this road will never be finished.
The speed of a group of people is getting slower and slower, their feet are numb, and the sound of the beasts behind them is getting closer and closer, as if they will catch up and devour them all in the next moment.
Everyone can only count their own heartbeats to prevent themselves from feeling so tired, otherwise they will be overwhelmed by fatigue and die. Looking at the familiar environment around them, the whole team's speed has increased by 10%. The Holy City has already
Not far, just ahead!
It's just that the beast's results are obviously better than them in the subject of long-distance running. There are only a few thousand meters left before it can bite their butts.
His throat has been bleeding for a long time, and White can no longer shout out any words of encouragement. It is estimated that the words of encouragement now will not have any effect. Maybe a firm belief can make people break through the limit, but it cannot change the nature of the body and cannot make people
The human body metamorphoses.
A wave of despair followed the beasts, even though the Holy City was not far away. It was impossible for them to run past the beasts. What was the point of the distance?
They were originally supported by the belief in survival, but now with little hope, one giant after another fell directly behind White. White did not look back, and had no awareness of the outside world. He just relied on his last instinct.
Then run towards the Holy City.
A dozen breaths later, only White and Solo were left on the road leading to the Holy City.
A giant team of about fifty people suddenly walked out of the roadside. The two leaders were wearing milky white armor and robes, showing their noble status.
In the Holy City of Giants, milky white is generally a special color that can only be worn by clergy and petitioners. If other people wear it casually, it will be a felony if they are discovered!
The man in milky white armor held a big sword in his hand and looked at White and Solo who were still moving forward instinctively. A trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes and he casually ordered: "Kesef, save them!"
The robe beside him seemed to have been stepped on, and he yelled: "Dris, I am three days older than you! I am your brother! How can you talk to me like this? We are people with status!"
Although he cursed like this, his hands were not slow at all, and he used a healing spell on White and Solo.
A sense of comfort spread from their bodies, and White and Solo's bodies immediately recovered a little. Their speed suddenly increased, and they quickly ran past the two giants.
"Uh..." Seeing the two people he saved running past him, Kesef quickly used the Holy Light Technique to relieve the mental fatigue of the two.
After feeling refreshed in their souls, White and Solo came to their senses. They immediately stopped and turned around to see a group of giant warriors rushing through the herd of beasts, leaving only a giant in a milky white robe standing beside them.
He thanked me repeatedly, but his expression was not good, because only two of them were left in the team of thirty people.
They made a brief introduction to each other, and they were acquainted. Although White and Solo were a little excited to get to know the holy warriors and priests, they could not dilute the sadness in their hearts.
Kesef looked at the expressions of the two men and knew their mood. He didn't say much and stood aside watching the giant warriors charging into the herd.
There was a faint milky white fluorescence all over Driss, but it was not obvious because he was wearing milky white armor. A big sword was as light as nothing in his hand, but each sword was powerful and heavy. If he hit it, he would die, and if he touched it, he would be injured.
This group of giant warriors was obviously not comparable to the small group led by White. They were all very powerful and could move freely among the beasts, killing them until the beasts were almost unable to fight back.
Facing the one-sided massacre, the entire herd began to fall into chaos. Suddenly, a loud roar of a lion sounded from behind the herd, which not only restored order to the herd, but also boosted the morale of the herd.
Driss, who was fighting among the beasts, and Kosef, who was watching from the sidelines, both frowned. Both of them are members of the church. Naturally, they are the ones trained by the church and have gone through countless experiences. This holy lion's roar is clearly...
A variant of the lion-like beast, the low-level magic beast Horned Lion Beast.
It’s not just a day or two since the herds of beasts appeared. They were also responsible for patrolling around the Holy City, but they had never encountered low-level monsters mixing into the herd. Now, finally, low-level monsters appeared.
You must know that there is an essential difference between ordinary beasts and Warcraft. Beasts only have a little spirituality at most, while Warcraft have a certain amount of intelligence, and top-level Warcraft are even more intelligent. Moreover, beasts only have some physical fighting ability, and their combat power is not very strong. But
Because Warcraft is born with strong mental power and has a magic core, or it can be advanced to condense the magic core the day after tomorrow, it can communicate with magic elements and emit simple magic.
"It doesn't matter if there are more ordinary beasts. It's just that low-level monsters have appeared now. Then..." Driss naturally understood the situation shown and was naturally a little worried.
A huge lion shot out from the herd, and a pair of front paws hit Driss's chest.
As a holy warrior, Driss had gone through a lot of training. He had already noticed the lion as soon as he jumped out of the herd. This lion was also extraordinary, and it actually pounced when he was worried and distracted.
With his front feet slightly on the ground, Driss easily avoided the horned lion's claws. Unexpectedly, as soon as the horned lion landed on the ground, it arched its side and the single horn on its forehead pierced Dris's waist.
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