"Ouch..." The leader of the mammoth suddenly roared, twisted his body, turned around, and started running towards the direction of Zhenbei City 27.
Behind him, the dozen mammoths roared in response and followed in unison.
Ahead, Zhenbei battlefield, here we come.
To protect the country, even if they are animals and poisonous insects, they must not lag behind humans. Their territory will never allow any foreign enemies to invade, never.
The last ray of light on the horizon dimmed, the sky and the earth turned pitch black, and the whooshing autumn wind brought with it a chilly air.
The place is desolate.
In this dark night, behemoths that seemed to be moving hills, carrying the majestic force of the coming rain and the wind, were pressing towards the rear of the Rakshasa Kingdom's attack on the 27th city in the north of the town.
The mantis stalks the cicada, with the oriole behind. The soldiers and horses of the Rakshasa Kingdom who invaded the north of the town probably never dreamed that there would be such a team behind them heading towards them, and each one of them was still doing their job happily.
The great spring and autumn dream.
There is no light in the dark night, and there seems to be an invisible big hand pinching the heart of the world in the darkness, making the refreshing autumn day become oppressive and suffocating.
The night gradually deepened.
Not a single insect could be heard inside or outside the dead city of Yaksa, and a dead silence spread like all living things were extinct.
In this dead silence, a group of people rustled close to the city of Yaksa.
"City Lord, it seems that the monster has left." In the darkness, a disgraced Rakshasa man lowered his voice and spoke to the people behind him with lingering fear.
The person lying on the grass next to him, if you look carefully, is the Lord of Yaksa who ran for his life the fastest during the day.
At this time, the wretched and almost humanless Lord of Yaksa looked at the ruins of Yaksa not far away, his whole face turned black and white. He never thought that one day his Yaksa City would be destroyed and shattered by a group of monsters, such huge monsters.
How it could exist in the world is simply unbelievable.
"You guys, go over and check." Lord Yaksa motioned to the people around him.
The monster has gone. Now he has to know what has become of his Yaksa city. Otherwise, even if he goes back to report to their Rakshasa Tsar, he doesn’t know what to say. How can he tell their emperor, your Yaksa city?
Destroyed by a group of behemoths? Damn it, some people believe it.
"City Lord, this..." Those people were obviously very hesitant.
"Go quickly." Seeing this, the Lord of Yaksa shouted: "If anyone doesn't go, I will kill him now. However, if your investigation is effective, when the Lord of the City returns to Kyoto to see His Majesty the Tsar, he will ask His Majesty to commend you and win consecutive promotions.
Level 3 is definitely not a problem.”
Hitting a stick and giving a lollipop, the Lord of Yaksa used it very well.
The few people following him looked at each other after hearing this, and they all saw greed and excitement in each other's eyes. Even if they were promoted to the third level, they still had to become a small city lord. At that time...
Anyway, the monster has gone now, and there is no sound in this place. There should be no danger, so it might be okay for them to go and have a look together.
Immediately, the hesitant expressions of the five or six people disappeared, and they immediately responded to the Lord of Yaksa with great loyalty, pulled out their close-fitting scimitars, stood up and walked cautiously towards the ruins of Yaksa not far away.
It was very dark and there was no light in the sky