Compared with these mutated crows, humans are too tall and do not have any flexibility at all.
Secondly, the numerical disadvantage should not be underestimated. An ordinary person often has to face the siege of a dozen or even twenty crows. No matter how crazy they resist, there is no way to fight off so many crows.
Soon someone fell to the ground screaming and screaming under the siege of the crows. The crows were extremely excited after tasting the blood. Once someone was injured and bleeding, these crows would swarm up desperately and attack the target's bleeding place frantically.
The sharp beak and sharp claws tear the target's skin and flesh inch by inch. It often only takes one strike to scratch the target's skin and flesh to pieces, and then crazily squeezes into the wound without wasting even a drop of blood.
"No, there are too many monsters. I can't bear them anymore. Someone should help me quickly!"
"I have more monsters here, you'd better come and help me quickly."
"It's no longer possible, help, we can't stop it, ah..."
The screams one after another continued to fill everyone's eardrums. The screams became more and more intensive and more and more sad. As the battle intensified, the haze shrouding people's hearts became deeper.
The companions who fell one after another died tragically one after another. After witnessing the death of their companions, these people who were already frightened became more and more panicked and desperate.
Terror spreads like a plague, and most people have fallen into the deepest despair, and the frequency of wielding weapons is slowly decreasing.
The killing momentum of the crows is rising steadily, becoming more and more crazy. If this situation continues, it won't be long before everyone here will become food for the monsters!
"Damn it, damn it, everyone, please work harder and hold on!"
In the chaos, some people screamed in fear, and some cried in despair, but a few people still gritted their teeth and tried their best to resist, and loudly reminded those around them not to give up hope.
And at such a tense moment, what was Sun Guofu doing?
Of course, this guy with a big belly and difficulty even running did not fight with the crowd. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity when most of the monsters were led away by the crowd, climbed to Chen Hui's head with difficulty, hugged his loved one and broke his heart.
head, said with a sinister face,
"Damn... there are so many monsters, no matter how you resist, it's futile. It's better to take this opportunity to find a place to hide. When the crows eat everyone, they will leave naturally."
After saying that, he held the skulls of his relatives and planned to find a suitable hiding place.
But, just as this guy was trying to leave, his arm suddenly touched something hard, as hard as a steel bar, more like the fallen claws of some large bird, appearing behind him, not far enough away from him
Half a meter away.
"What is it?"
Sun Guofu's cheeks trembled, and he immediately thought of something. He instinctively turned his eyes and looked behind him with a look of fear.
Then, he saw the blood crow, which had a wingspan of more than two meters and was covered with black feathers. It looked like a god of death and was staring at his face with its brutal and bloody eyeballs.
"ah……"
Sun Guofu's scalp was so frightened that he was about to take off. He shivered like an electric shock. Then he handed over Chen Hui's broken head and shouted tremblingly,
"Eat it, eat it, let me go, don't eat me..."
The bloody dead man's head was handed into the air by Sun Guofu, looking extremely trembling and frightened. There was no trace of the authority of a leader, and he was so frightened that he fell to the ground like a dead dog.
However, facing the bloody, badly mutilated dead head, Blood Crow looked disinterested and had no appetite at all. He just glanced at it indifferently, then rolled his scarlet eyeballs again and continued to be indifferent.
He looked at Sun Guofu.
Of course it won't have an appetite for the dead head, after all, this is what's left of it.
As the leader of a group of mutated crows, Blood Crow has his own eating habits and prefers to taste the soft internal organs of food. He has never been very interested in food with relatively woody and dry meat.
As a result, Blood Crow ignored the dead head offered by Sun Guofu and continued to move its sharp claws, approaching Sun Guofu little by little.
Sun Guofu, on the other hand, was so frightened that he peed like urine, and the fat on his face trembled as if he was being electrocuted. He threw away his nephew's skull, moved his butt back, and let out the most miserable scream.
"No, you can't do this to me, I, I'm a cadre..."
With this shrill scream, this middle-aged man with a big belly and a leadership temperament finally ushered in the last curtain call of his life.
Obviously, the monster doesn't care what your position is, let alone your origin and background.
In Blood Crow's eyes, everyone, regardless of age or sex, is nothing more than a plate of delicious food.
Sun Guofu's only advantage is that he has been pampered all year round and raised himself to be fat and fat, so the meat is more tender and the internal organs and body organs have more oil and water. Therefore, when the monster eats it, it will be higher up, and it will taste more fragrant and more delicious.
Just a little more delicious...
In this way, Sun Guofu ushered in his end, and the situation of other people did not seem to be much better than here.
The number of crows is too terrifying. If you kill one, another will appear. If you kill the second, another group will appear after you...
People shouted angrily and tried their best to resist, but in the end it was all in vain.
As time went by, more and more people fell, but the number of crows did not decrease much. They hovered in the air in groups, swooped down in dense groups, and kept pecking with their sharp beaks.
Eating the flesh and blood of living people is extremely cruel and ferocious.
As the number of resisters decreased, the encirclement formed by the crows gradually tightened. It didn't take long for a wall like an iron barrel to form, and it began to slowly advance towards the center of the resistance.
The war situation is extremely dangerous!
"It seems that those people won't be able to hold on anymore."
Meng Fan is at the core of the entire battlefield. His long sword has turned into a giant sword, harvesting the lives of monsters unscrupulously. Every slash and every shot is bound to cause fatal damage to the monster.
A few minutes of fighting consumed half of Meng Fan's energy. Correspondingly, a mountain of monster corpses was piled at the man's feet.
Just not enough!
I am afraid that the size of the mutated crow group cannot be killed by just one person and a knife, even if it takes a day and a night.
Especially as time went by, Sister Yang and Qin Yi also exhausted their energy in the long battle, and invariably leaned against each other, with many bruises on their bodies.
Sister Yang is okay, after all, she has a very high level of evolution, and with the blessing of wind attributes, she can barely sustain herself in the face of a large number of crows.
But Qin Yike was in dire straits. He had already experienced a dislocated arm and could not exert his full strength at all. Moreover, he had not completely completed the evolution, so his combat effectiveness could not keep up with Sister Yang's pace. If he did not rely on Sister Yang's many assists
, it is estimated that the current end is not much better than others.