Is it far away from the day when it will come out?
What's more, disasters always appear silently. Where did the witches of the beast god clan get the news?
While Wu was still hesitating...
Even greater noise came from the other direction.
"It's not good! It's not good! Elder Wizard!"
"There is a huge, huge beast running towards our tribe!"
"What?!"
Could it be that... it really is?
The wizard quickly turned around. Directly north of the group, there was a huge black shadow approaching their group.
That black shadow is so distinct even in the dark night.
Because it cuts through the cracks in the thick darkness, the black on it is ten times richer than the night.
"Yes, it's true! It's a disaster! It's a disaster!"
"Oops! Call everyone up!"
"Open the door, open the door! You idiots, I asked you to open the door and let the brothers of the Beast God clan in, so that we can fight against the enemy together."
"I'm not asking you to open the door over there and let me in to die!"
The soldiers of the Yu clan opened the back door of the gathering place in a panic.
The leader of the beast god clan entered with all the helpers he could find.
It was only then that the wizards of the Fishing Clan saw how many people believed in the Beast God Clan and were willing to follow them all the way here.
Some of them are their former subordinate ethnic groups, and some are close allies.
But now they are standing behind the beast god clan.
He stood in front of the Yu clan with the mentality of a savior rushing to help.
After today, if they can survive this catastrophe...
The pattern of the entire water park, not the entire grassland, would be different.
The dominance of Shuibo by the Fishing Clan will be directly transferred to the hands of the Beast God Clan.
Even in terms of the three areas of the grassland, the Beast God clan will become a well-deserved big clan.
Of course, the premise of all this is that they can fight against the giant beast in front of them.
"Ouch..."
The beast in the night finally stopped.
There are the targets it is looking for here, although there are also some unrelated races mixed in... But it doesn't matter...
Anyway, sooner or later, I will eat them all.
Now that they are gathered together, they save themselves the trouble.
Disaster, who didn't like to think too much, roared again.
This is the clarion call for the battle, and it is its declaration of war on these ants in front of it.
If it were as usual, after this roar, those animal groups would have been trembling and crawling on the ground. Because of the suppression of the race, only those who were obedient were left to be eaten.
But today it encountered these animals...
Although their fear was obvious, they suppressed their fear and dared to confront it directly.
This situation is really strange. I have never encountered such a scene before the disaster.
What gives them the courage to face it like this?
Who gave them the foolish courage to think that they could truly defeat themselves by joining forces?
Don’t they know the reputation of disaster?
In hundreds of grassland annihilation battles, it has also suffered very serious injuries.
But every time, the ultimate winner is only itself.
That's because it is a disaster, and it will not die.
Even if it has one tooth or one hair left, it can once again produce an unscathed individual.
Unless it was an immortal creature that was killed by someone, no, it seemed to have been burned to ashes by a powerful wizard.
But in the end, it was reborn from the ashes and once again stood among the ethnic groups that suffered heavy casualties.
Therefore, their current alliance seems to be a very smart choice, but I don't know that it is actually convenient for itself.
Disaster looked at the ants inside the wall with great disdain.
Whether they are combat-effective or non-combat-effective, in the end they are nothing more than their food rations.
So, let you jump around now.
Only when the disaster really comes, will they know what true despair is and remember how terrifying the disaster is.
Oh, no, they were all exterminated at that time, so they didn’t know what despair meant.
This thing also depends on it. Who made it so ruthless every time it wakes up for thousands of years?
If it could leave some more people and things behind...then there would be no people or ethnic groups trying to fight against it on this grassland.
This time, these people who are trying to struggle, just like their ancestors, will die in ignorance.
Disaster jumped with condescending pity.
Bang, when it hit the ground, it shook the humans in the circle to the point where they could no longer stand still.
The soldiers who had experienced the great wilderness migration and the battle in the forest area were not panicked.
They shouted to their mounts, summoned their companions from other ethnic groups, and launched an attack on the disaster together.
"Come on!" Ouch!
The first ones to rush over turned out to be the group of prairie wolves, because their fear of Mai Fan became their biggest motivation to attack with their eyes closed.
If you extend your head and cut your head with a knife, you will die, so it would be better to die heroically.
It is precisely because of the bravery of the prairie wolf that it fully demonstrates the characteristic of killing an elephant due to ants.
The members of the Beast God Clan were only halfway through the charge when the wolves and jackals on the grassland had already surrounded them.
If the human race wants to rush forward and attack directly, they have no place to start.
And this desperate attack had an immediate effect.
These wolves tore off a lot of fur, and some of the ones with better teeth had blood and skin all over them.
Even in one encounter, dozens of wolves would have died under the bloody maw of the disaster.
There is no lone brave man who can defeat this pack of wolves.
The death of their companions only aroused their bloody nature.
They kept biting one after another, and gradually, circles of blood spread on the black fur.
This is a perfect opportunity!
"Warriors! Spear, throw!"
After the Beast God Clan Leader gave an order, countless spears shot through the air and pierced directly into the disaster's body.
"Ouch..."
This roar was not the self-satisfied roar at the beginning of the disaster.
This is the most primitive reaction to real pain in a beast.
But this kind of damage that only hurt the flesh completely annoyed the disaster.
It finally got serious and began to use all its strength to deal with the prairie wolves, which were the most numerous and the most lethal.
"No...it's more powerful than imagined!"
The patriarch saw the opponent's ability to swallow a dozen prairie wolves in one bite, and knew that if he didn't do something to seriously injure the opponent...
It won't be long before the people who are eaten will be his own people.