Chapter 369: Unfair!

Zhao took big steps and ran wildly on the cape.

His rough red skin and muscles were tense and twisted, sweat was pouring down his body, and the loss of the right half of his body made him a little unbalanced, his steps were shaky and staggering.

He ran desperately!

Everything that he saw must be sent back to let the King of Light know how terrible the enemies are and how they are ambitious to occupy the entire world.

The enemy's giant beasts were roaring, the soldiers' spears were burning with dark green fire, and the black birds in the sky were chasing closely... The enemy brought the darkness and ashes of destruction from the sky.

They must be stopped at a distance and not allowed to get close to here!

Otherwise, the ashes and mist will engulf the living light and fire of the entire world! It will be soon, soon.

Zhao felt a fire burning in his throat. The sun was shining on his body, but it was extremely cold. His body was as stiff as ice and stone. He was completely supported by his will.

Before leaving, the king said to him, "Go, Zhao, and scout out the invaders. Remember their appearance and how many soldiers they have, and then come back and tell me."

"I need to organize everyone to fight and train. I can't leave. Only you can do this."

"Go, my brother, I will wait for your news."

The king calls himself brother.

There was only one thought in Zhao's mind, that he must send back what he saw at all costs.

The Redthorn tribe members appeared in front of them, holding stone axes and slingstones, and came to support.

"Hurry up, Zhao, we'll help you delay!"

The tribesmen shouted loudly, threw stones at the enemies behind them, and rushed towards the pursuers behind them.

Even without looking, one could tell that the rolling gray sea of ​​clouds behind them were the enemy's pursuit of the soldiers. They were riding astride giant beasts that roared like thunder, and wherever they went, there was misty ashes everywhere.

He can't look back.

My legs, you were born to run. At least for this moment, don't stop.

Zhao found that his body was becoming lighter and lighter, and he even felt that if he jumped hard, he could fly like a bird.

No, that's not right.

Zhao finally realized it.

My body is gone.

At some point, the heavy and cold body had fallen to the ground and was swallowed by green flames.

What is still running now?

What am I now? I still don't know.

He just ran.

The enemy's wanton laughter came from behind.

Giant black birds blocked out the sun and the sky. They kept swooping down, pecking at Zhao's will which had lost the protection of its body as if teasing him.

Zhao waved his arms desperately, but his hands were torn off and disappeared.

He didn't give up.

As long as I have my legs and can run, I will definitely bring the message back!

At this moment, a big bird seemed to have lost its patience and its sharp beak pierced Zhao's chest, making his mind dizzy and he fell to the ground.

Looking at the big hole in his chest and his arms that had disappeared at shoulder level, he was in a daze for a second, then he climbed up with his head against the ground and continued to stagger forward.

His back was constantly pecked by bird beaks, leaving it full of holes, but he didn't care.

Must go back.

I must go back!

The king and others are waiting for news from me.

Hold on, this is my last will. As long as you reach that place, your mission will be accomplished.

Suddenly, Teru found himself unable to move.

A spear pierced his chest, pinning his frail ghost to the ground, green fire gnawing at his thin, illusory shadow.

Zhao had lost both his arms and could not break free from the spear no matter what he did.

He tore apart what was left of his body, got rid of the spear, and continued to walk forward like a piece of torn paper tossing in the wind.

Flame, we always praise your greatness, please burn slower, this is my final request.

The big bird in the sky seemed to have received some order and swooped down towards the light.

A trace of despair emerged in Zhao's heart.

Oh, my God, omnipotent God Yao, please use my burning body to transmit everything I see back to the king through smoke.

Suddenly, a white light flew over and cut the fastest bird into two pieces, and immediately scared away the black birds behind it.

Looking at it, it was a wooden sword floating in the air.

A woman in strange clothes jumped to the ground. Her skin was a strange blue, she had long braids and sharp eyes.

The toy-like wooden sword in her hand seemed like a terrifying weapon that could cut through iron and split stone.

Without saying a word, she jumped towards the menacing beast cavalry in the distance.

Zhao used his last bit of strength to shout desperately: "Be careful of their fire and ashes, don't get touched..."

He had never seen such a strange blue man, but the ones who could stop the enemy at this moment should be the reinforcements sent by the king.

"Don't talk. You're badly hurt."

A voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Only then did he realize that a strange-looking man had appeared beside him. He had a strong body like a rock, and his face had no facial features, only some strip-shaped holes.

There was a little girl following the other person. The girl also had long braids, a blue face, and a wooden sword on her back. Her big round eyes looked at the photo curiously.

The stone man muttered to himself: "Fortunately I brought the [Mint for Refreshing] from Sifang City, otherwise the language would be a problem... It's a good thing I came to the front line this time, there are so many injured ghosts."

"Don't worry, my name is Funeral Horn, I'm a doctor, I will cure you."

He held out his hand: "Let me check first to see the specific extent of your injuries."

The stone man's strong arm gently touched Zhao's mutilated body. He seemed calm and unhurried, but Zhao was very anxious at this time.

He could see clearly that the female warrior with long braids had charged into the giant beast cavalry alone, wielding a wooden sword, and had actually stabbed down two giant beasts, throwing the enemy into chaos.

But the number of enemies is increasing and reinforcements have arrived.

"This is not good. This is not good. The injury is more serious than I thought. I must undergo surgery immediately. Fu Jianyu, please help me keep an eye on the surroundings and don't let others disturb my first aid."

The little girl nodded, she jumped up and down, holding the wooden sword, looking alert.

Zhao Ren was a little confused.

Such a little girl, and asked her to fight those soldiers? Was she crazy? "Who are you?" Zhao asked with difficulty.

The stone man took out a can of water from his backpack and sprinkled it on Zhao's body: "This is a potion made from quick-acting heart-saving pills. Although it has limited effect on ghosts, it can help you regain some spirit."

"We are the medical team of the Yao tribe's 'peacekeeping force' in Sand City. The one fighting in the front is called Fu Jianli, and the child behind is Fu Jianyu. They are from the Fu Jianzhe tribe, a fighting nation. Fighting is their life, so don't worry."

Zhao felt a cool breeze, and his previous dazed state was relieved and his mind became much clearer.

"I need to go back to the King of Light immediately and deliver intelligence about the enemy. Please help me."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"No problem, it's on our way anyway. We also have to report to Lord Slymod in the temple."

The stone man said: "Come, don't resist, enter my body, I will give you basic first aid to prevent your body from further disintegrating."

After a moment's hesitation, he did as he was told.

He entered the stone man's body. The feeling was very strange, as if he had briefly merged with the other person.

At this time, it was noticed that the subsequent reinforcements of the giant beast cavalry had quietly surrounded the stone man.

The beasts snorted and kept running in circles, while the cavalry threw their flaming spears at them, completely locking the stone men in place. The sword-wielding female warrior was held back and could not come back to support them for a while.

It’s over!

Zhao was anxious. The child holding the wooden sword stumbled among the giant beasts, was knocked down repeatedly, and had a hard time dealing with the spears. It seemed that he would not be able to hold on for long.

The stone man also kept dodging the flying spears, and the space he had to maneuver was getting smaller and smaller.

He cursed: "The doctor attacked during emergency surgery. He has no manners!"

Zhao urged anxiously: "Run, run."

Before the stone man could respond, the box on his back caught fire.

He quickly put down the box and used sand to put out the fire, without any defense against the spears thrown at him, as if the box was his life. Although the flying spears failed to pierce his body, they also ignited green fire on his stone body.

"Fuck you, my potion!"

The stone man gritted his teeth and slowly stood up. A white mist rose up from behind him and rushed straight into the sky, creating a big hole in the ashes that filled the air.

Zhao suddenly felt a little breathless.

Then his vision began to fly around like a bird, turning constantly.

He only vaguely saw that the stone man was like a hurricane, and his brutal and wild attack enveloped all the surrounding cavalry. No matter whether they were warriors or giant beasts, they were all greeted wildly by his fists.

Several giant beasts were beaten to death with blood gushing from all their orifices, and the cavalrymen were knocked flying far away and never got up after falling.

More than forty soldiers riding giant beasts, both themselves and their mounts, lay neatly on the ground.

I felt tense watching her.

It turns out that the stone man is even more ferocious than the female warrior.

Suddenly, the stone man stopped and looked into the distance.

A strange man holding a huge axe walked out of the ashes. It was as tall as ten people, but its body and limbs were very slender.

The strange man had a hunched neck and a single-eye face. His mouth stretched to his ears, revealing a hideous and sinister smile.

"I didn't expect that there are extraordinary beings of this level in this primitive world. Oh, and they're Dragonborn. Hehe, it looks like there will be fun to come."

The stone man sighed: "Trouble, the high-level apostles are coming."

The sword-carrying carp also returned to his side, as if it was also extremely cautious about this enemy.

The stone man shouted to the people behind him: "My two lords, if you don't come out, we will die. We are a medical team, not a combat unit..."

Following this sound, two people walked out from the woods behind.

The one on the left has a slender and weak body, like a tree-shaped demon, but its skin is very smooth, and its thin arms carry a long stick.

The skin of the person on the right was as gray as that of a dead person. He smiled and said, "We still want to see if your [Dragon Riding] can handle the apostles. Aren't you going to try again?"

"Don't try, Master Bullo, I'm a physician..."

The stone man was a little helpless.

"Forget it, you guys go back, Mr. Takenan and I will handle this here." Buluo said softly.

He looked at the axe-wielding giant in front of him and asked his companion: "Do you want an axe or a corpse?"

The bamboo man next to him waved his long stick and said, "Whatever."

"Then I'll take the body, and the axe is yours."

"That's fine."

The two apostles walked towards the giant in front.

The axe-wielding Cyclops suddenly seemed to realize something, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "It's actually two apostles..."

He turned suddenly and ran.

However, another figure appeared behind him and forced the giant to stop.

"Huh, you want to escape?"

"Hey, Hubbard, you're finally here." The Bullo said, "Then let's solve it quickly. The United Army needs to deploy defenses here as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome if the cavalry behind rushes across this line."

According to the last scene, the Cyclops was caught in a dilemma under the siege of three strong men, swinging his axe wildly, with a tragic look in his despair.

His roar of "Not fair!" was filled with resentment and anger, causing the ground around him to tremble...

Just as you wish.

This Cyclops is no different from himself.

Faced with an irresistible powerful enemy, he also wanted to escape back to report the news, but unfortunately, he had no reinforcements.

(End of this chapter)