The scorching flames climbed rapidly, and the terrifying heat wave hit Jeffrey, making his whole body feel a little painful.
Although he could no longer escape, when he saw with his own eyes that Claire was the last one to get out of the granary and escape, Jeffrey felt a lot more relaxed. The burden in his heart was like a boulder falling to the ground, and he no longer felt nervous.
The wargs wrapped in flames were still roaring miserably. Their hair was also flammable, and the flames easily spread all over their bodies. No matter how hard these wargs struggled and rolled, they could not stop the spread of the fire.
Wanting to put out the fire inside the fire is a wishful thinking!
Jeffrey had obviously expected this scene. It has to be said that it is admirable for a mere young man to burst out with such courage in a desperate situation.
But he is also trapped on the second floor at this time, and there is absolutely no way he can escape!
"Roar!"
Just when he regretted that the men in black robes did not enter the granary, he saw the largest warg roaring in the flames, kicking his hind legs, and his whole body was wrapped in the flames, but he moved forward extremely fiercely.
He threw himself at it and easily knocked away the burning hay and firewood.
It turned out that most of the hay and firewood had been burned at this time, and a gap had leaked out. It could not become an obstacle to the warg's progress as before, so now it was easily knocked away by the huge force that the warg exploded before it died.
A death passage has leaked out.
The warg's eyes flashed with extremely ferocious murderous intent, and he rushed towards the gap where Claire and others escaped, and he actually wanted to catch up like this.
If we really let this warg charge away, the consequences would be disastrous!
Jeffrey's heartbeat skipped a beat. Without even thinking, he immediately jumped down from the second floor, crashed into the warg from top to bottom, and crashed into the flames.
"Go to hell!"
At this moment, the weak body burst out with incomparable tyrannical power. Jerryf ignored the pain licking the flames all over his body, tightly strangled the warg's neck, and knocked it aside.
It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!
In the flames, the young boy's eyes were determined, his body was riding on the warg, and his hands were tightly wrapped around the warg's neck like a rope, trapping the ferocious beast in the sea of fire.
I am the future leader of Cole Village!
I am the last man in Cole Village!
I absolutely, absolutely must defend Cole Village!
The warg struggled wildly, raising his body and shaking, trying to throw the young man off of him.
But Jeffrey refused to let go, and even opened his mouth and bit the warg on the back of the neck, dragging the warg's progress with his life.
boom--
The flames suddenly surged and completely engulfed the granary in an instant.
The man and beast entangled in the sea of fire slowly fell down and could no longer move.
The flames soaring into the sky seemed to have turned into a tombstone at this moment, paying homage to the souls of the dead in Cole Village.
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"Someone escaped."
Looking at the granary that was gradually collapsing in the fire, a man in black robe stretched out his hand, took the eyeball that flew back from the dark sky, put it back on his face and said silently.
"Number of people, location?"
"Southwest, thirty, five people."
"Catch up, kill...one of them, leave no one behind."
The men in black robes didn't seem to care about the deaths of the wargs. They remained silent and silently chased after Claire and his party who had escaped, not much slower than the wargs.
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The barbarians had been running for nearly two hours, but at this time they were still calm and composed. This kind of rapid march seemed to be nothing to them.
"Boss, don't underestimate us barbarians. If you don't run fast in the wilderness, you won't be able to catch up with your prey, or you won't be able to escape from the monsters."
"We barbarians, even if we are just a young child, are better than the pampered Pontos brats!"
Bullock carried Shiloh on his back all the way, and Shiloh's weight of 200 kilograms seemed to be nothing to him.
"Besides, after joining the Storm Camp for so long, we barbarians have long been accustomed to running with heavy loads. It doesn't matter if we run for two hours."
Shiloh rolled his eyes. Although he didn't have to run, he was knocked half to death on Barbarian's back and almost vomited out his overnight meal.
It is already past 2 o'clock in the morning, and the sun is covered by dark clouds. The only way to illuminate the way forward is with torches. Hilo holds a map in one hand and puts his other hand on Bullock's shoulder, carefully identifying the way forward.
Is there any error in the direction?
At this moment, he suddenly raised his head as if he felt something.
I saw a fire suddenly lit up on a low mountain not far away. The flames shot straight into the sky, making people uneasy.
Shiloh hurriedly pointed in that direction and said: "Hurry up, that's where it is!"
The barbarians had no complaints. They increased their speed and rushed toward the short mountain like lightning.
After running for about ten minutes, Bullock moved his nose and suddenly whispered: "Boss, the wind blowing in front is full of blood."
Shiloh's heart sank and he didn't answer, but the barbarians around him took out the weapons wrapped in black cloth vigilantly, tore open the restraints, and revealed the ax blade and hammer tip that shone with cold light.
Sure enough, as he got closer, even Shiloh could smell a strong smell of blood. Before he could speak, he suddenly saw a girl covered in blood running forward in embarrassment with a child in her arms.
Behind her, dozens of figures entangled together, bursting out into clouds of blood.
"Claire, run!"
"Take the kids and run!"
Shiloh took a closer look and saw only a dozen women divided into several small groups, desperately blocking another group of men in black robes, while these men in black robes were waving all kinds of weird weapons and massacred.
Hold the person in front of you.
[Ding...temporary mission released!]
[Temporary Mission: Destroy the Disaster Chaos]
[Task description: The eroded humans, after escaping from the source of chaos, can only turn into bloodthirsty monsters that lose their humanity...end them! 】
[Task reward: 300 energy points]
[Task description: Hey, don’t worship Chaos just because you like tentacles!]
Claire, who was desperately trying to escape, had no time to wipe away her tears. She held the baby in her arms tightly and ran forward with all her strength.
Not long after escaping from the village, these bloodthirsty monsters caught up with them, chasing the survivors like gangrene in their bones.
Sister Muriel, who could cook delicious food, had her head chopped off in order to save them.
Sister Vicky, who once taught her to sing and had a voice like a lark, was torn into pieces.
There were many, many more friends who were brutally killed in order to stop these monsters.
All Claire could do was run away, running as fast as she could before she was killed.
Claire, who had been cornered, suddenly tripped over a stone and fell to the ground in embarrassment. She rolled several times. Regardless of the pain in her body, she stood up and wanted to continue running away. But at this moment, a wave of
The black shadow opened its claws covered in blood and grabbed her head.
"God, if you really exist, please save us!"
Desperately, Claire finally couldn't help it, desperately protecting the baby in her arms, crying and begging.
Like a miracle, a huge rotating ax suddenly flashed from behind her, and then Claire stared dumbfounded at the monster in front of her. It was easily cut in half by the giant ax, and fell to the ground without moving.
"Gods don't exist. If they really exist, gods are just beings who only play with life!"
"The only one who can truly save lives is us humans!"
Behind her, eleven tall figures holding torches ran over. A man jumped off the back of one of them and stretched out his hand towards her.