The largest fortress city on the western border of the Tianlong Empire, Modo City.
There was a mess in front of the collapsed city wall, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air that could be smelled by people ten miles away.
Corpses and body parts were piled up like mountains, blood gathered into a river, and many corpses were floating on the river of blood. It was like a hellish scene, desolate and silent.
At this time, there are still a small number of monsters scattered in front of the city, gnawing and tearing at the corpses like hungry wolves.
Inside the city, there were still sporadic lights, and there were faint roars of monsters and soldiers and ordinary people shouting to kill.
When Mubai and his party landed in front of the city wall, they were stunned by the scene before them.
"No..." Cang Meng screamed in despair. Unable to bear the stimulation any longer, her eyesight went dark and she fell to the ground.
With quick hands and quick eyes, Mu Bai caught Cang Meng's body, frowning and saying: "Those monsters deserve to be damned, they actually massacred the soldiers and residents of a fortress."
Tianming shook his head helplessly and said: "As long as the magic dragon is here, no one here can stop it."
The arrival of Mu Bai and others immediately attracted the nearby magical beasts, and in an instant, more than a hundred magical beasts surrounded everyone.
Before Mu Bai could take action, the four disciples rushed forward and fought with the group of monsters. In just a few minutes, more than a hundred monsters were turned into headless corpses.
The ones left here are all low-level monsters, and the strength of the four disciples is more than enough to deal with them.
Ziyan said: "Let's go into the city and find a place to rest. Everyone is very tired."
Mubai nodded slightly, followed Ziyan, stepped on the corpses on the ground, and walked slowly towards the city.
After entering the city.
Most of the buildings on both sides of the street have collapsed or are burning with flames, emitting a smell of smoke and burnt corpses.
Mu Bai carried Cang Meng on his back and couldn't help but cover his nose. He had never seen such a scene in his life. There were nearly a million people in a fortress, and almost all of them were massacred by monsters. Wherever they passed, there were countless corpses.
, those strange and cold faces, I am afraid that after looking at them, I will never forget them for the rest of my life.
Baidi was sitting on Shu's back, almost exhausted from vomiting, looking dying, and his face was as pale as paper.