Among the dilapidated buildings, several monster corpses fell to the ground, their bodies covered with marks from sword slashes.
The reason why several monsters died was because they were led into traps and then killed by taking advantage of the terrain.
Not far from the corpse, there was a secret room, which had been specially cleaned to leave traces.
In the dry and dark basement, a group of figures huddled, trying their best not to make a sound due to the fear in their hearts.
Monsters are rampant in the outside world. If anyone discovers this hiding place, the monk hiding here will definitely die.
Recalling the previous battle in the square, the indigenous monks trembled in fear. It was simply a nightmare scene.
The bearded children's faces were covered with blood, and they were still frightened and uneasy. The blacksmith fell aside, and his life or death was unknown now.
The bearded and tiger lovers sat aside with worries on their faces, not knowing what to do at all.
The other indigenous monks were trembling. At this moment, the scene of the previous fighting was still replaying in their minds.
Countless monsters swarmed in, and the figures were torn to pieces and devoured, just like weeds swept by the torrent, they were extremely fragile.
The indigenous monks, who had never experienced such a battle, instantly entered a state of collapse and began to flee the battlefield at all costs.
Glory and faith, as well as the threat of Loucheng monks, were all left behind by the indigenous monks.
They just want to live.
Because of the involvement of the Loucheng monks, the indigenous monks had enough time to escape and swarmed straight to the exit of the ruins.
The panicked native monks forgot one important thing. If they want to leave the ruins, they must go through the correct passage.
After running with all their strength to the ruins pier, more than 2,000 indigenous monks began to fight for the rafts, and a fight was inevitable during the process.
Unexpectedly, after losing the control of the monks in Loucheng, the water monster in Lamupai did not stop giving orders. Instead, it was because of the fighting of the indigenous monks that its wild nature was aroused again.
Soon, screams came from the mouths of the drowning people, and the huge water monsters swimming in the water began to devour the drowning people crazily.
In the rapid river water, the huge water monsters are the undisputed kings. Once targeted by them, the chance of escaping is very slim.
The indigenous monks who were attacked by the water monster ran away to the shore while yelling and fighting back at the water monster.
The indigenous monks wasted no time and chose to move along the river bank. They just wanted to escape from the ruins as soon as possible to avoid being overtaken by the monster army.
There was also a group of monks who jumped onto the raft, broke through the water monster's obstruction, and headed straight for the exit ahead.
Unexpectedly, there was no one at the entrance of the passage. The monk from Loucheng who was responsible for directing the entrance and exit of the passage had long since disappeared.
Facing nine identical passages, the indigenous monks had a headache and didn't know which passage was safe.
Seeing that the water monster was getting closer and closer to the raft, the indigenous monk driving the raft gritted his teeth and rushed straight to the central passage.
The native monks on the raft were prepared to jump into the water and escape immediately if danger occurred.
The wooden rafts that rushed into the passage did not encounter any abnormal conditions, which made the indigenous monks secretly happy.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through, the sound of a machine operating was heard, and rows of disk-shaped reamers rose up in the passage, cutting the moving rafts into pieces.
The indigenous monks on the raft were even chopped into pieces. Their screams echoed in the passage, and hundreds of lives were swallowed up in an instant.
Such a bloody and terrifying scene made the indigenous monks on the shore shocked and angry. They were thankful in their hearts that they did not ride on the raft.
The problem is that if you want to escape from the ruins, the passage is the only way, otherwise you can only find a way to climb the dozens of meters high wall.
The water monster was obviously aware of the danger, so it swam near the passage and stopped moving forward. Instead, it kept wandering near the passage.
Listening to the roar of the monsters getting closer and closer in the ruins, the indigenous monks knew that they had no time to hesitate.
"What should I do? Think of a solution quickly!"
An indigenous monk shouted loudly, facing a life and death crisis, he had fallen into a state of collapse.
"What else can I do? I can either swim out of the tunnel and leave it to fate whether I live or die.
Either turn around and go back to the ruins, look for a place to hide, and maybe save your life."
An indigenous monk also shouted loudly, saying that in this moment of crisis, he could still make clear analysis and judgment.
Thousands of monks looked at the rushing river and the monsters swimming in the water, and they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.
They were afraid that after entering the passage, they would be minced into pieces by the terrifying mechanism, which would have no chance of survival.
Although the probability of death reaches 90%, there is still a 10% chance of survival, and this risk must be taken.
"The monster is coming!"
I don't know who yelled, causing panic again. When the indigenous monks turned around to look, they found that the monster had really rushed to the pier.
"Don't hesitate any longer, everyone takes action immediately. If you plan to leave through the passage, remember not to choose the same passage.
Among the nine passages, there is always a way to survive, it just depends on who has better luck!"
The indigenous monks who were hesitant before jumped into the water one after another because the monsters had already rushed up.
After a large group of monks fell into the water, they immediately attracted the attention of the water monster and swam towards the location of the indigenous monks.
"Swim quickly, swim quickly, otherwise everyone will die here!"
The indigenous monks who fell into the water had already tried their best and were bitten by the water monster in the water. There was basically no chance of survival.
Fortunately, after becoming a monk, both speed and physical strength are far superior to ordinary people. When swimming desperately in the river, the speed is comparable to running on land.
But the water monster was faster, but in the blink of an eye, an indigenous monk screamed and was dragged into the water by the water monster.
Waves of turbid waves rolled in, and scarlet blood mixed in, dyeing the river red.
The native monks who were targeted by the water monster naturally would not accept their fate and swung their swords desperately to attack everywhere.
The indigenous monks who were not targeted by the monsters kept looking for passages they thought were safe, but without any prompts, they really didn't know which one was safe to pass through.
He wanted others to explore the way, but no one was a fool. They were all watching each other's movements.
In front of the eight passages, figures were swimming in the water to prevent themselves from being rushed into the passages.
It's just that the rapid river water, the water monsters swimming around, and the monsters getting closer and closer all make the situation worse.
Finally, an indigenous monk couldn't bear the pressure, gritted his teeth and rushed into a passage. Under the expectant eyes of other indigenous monks, he suddenly sank to the bottom of the water.
Before he fell into the water, his expression was horrified, and his desperate eyes said everything.
The other party's sacrifice was not without value. At least it eliminated a dangerous passage, giving the indigenous monks a greater chance of escape.
Driven by the river water and driven by the water monsters, the indigenous monks finally entered the selected channel, gritted their teeth and swam desperately.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, tragedy suddenly happened.
The indigenous monks in all the passages all let out shrill screams, and the sound of mechanisms operating could be heard in each passage.
The indigenous monks who entered the passage were swept under the water one after another. The originally fast river water was dyed red with blood, and the broken corpses floated slowly along the river water.
The faces of the indigenous monks who have not yet died are full of despair and confusion. They cannot understand why there is no way out among the nine passages.
On a platform above the passage, a Loucheng monk suddenly appeared, looking at the nine blood-red rapids with cold eyes.
"Abandoning his comrades on the battlefield is a heinous crime and will never be eligible for forgiveness.
Don't think that no one will punish you. I will pronounce the sentence on behalf of my comrades now. All traitors will receive the death penalty!
The safe passage has been closed by me, and all nine passages are dead ends. You traitors, one by one, no one can leave here alive!"