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Chapter 128 0127: The cowardly named guardian
In the night in Thornton Kaya.

Meng dragged his damaged body while running.

The echelon of werewolves chasing him continued to grow, and even became a cone, with the wide end connected to the darkness, as if to pull up a veil of death covering the entire village.

The wolf staggered a few steps.

"Ow—"

It howled and exploded at a faster speed, the hair on its body became rough, and a pungent mist began to seep from its skin.

This is the power extracted from the hunting fall, and it is also evidence that it once defeated the curse.

"Sorry, I'm not worthy to be your last master."

Meng said softly, in fact, his injuries were more serious, and now he could only lie down on the mount, feeling the determination in the beast's heart.

He first tamed the wolf because he wanted to compete with [Quema].

But now that he has come to this end, it is better to hand it over to the archer. At least the other party is better than himself. Even if he dies on the battlefield, he should be more glorious, instead of being buried with a sinner like himself.

ooh-

The werewolves were enraged, and they also began to run at a high speed. Some of them even took a shortcut to break in through the window and came out from the other side of the winter house.

Meng Qiang sat up straight and looked back to observe the number of enemies.

Looking at the crowd of monsters, he just sneered contemptuously: "There are not enough of them!"

Dongge tribe, the ninth ancient saying:

If there are many enemies with few, as long as you have the determination to die, the number of enemies will no longer scare you.

His expression was determined, and his goal was close at hand.

When Ken was designing the layout of the village, he divided Santon Kaya into several areas. If it develops smoothly, it can be superimposed and expanded with the degree of prosperity.

At the same time, if you encounter a strong enemy, you can retreat step by step.

As the outermost line of defense at present, the fence has completely lost its effect. As time goes by, all incoming monsters will flood in. If you want to block them, you can only give up this area.

Meng didn't realize until now that he had inadvertently memorized the layout and structure of Santon Kaya.

Burke Bartley has hoarded a considerable amount of military supplies in various places.

Blindly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

The flames are like luminous lines, clearly outlining the core of Sandon Kaya...

Only one room was silent in the night.

Because open flames are prohibited around there, there are secret bombs seized from bandits and strategic fish oil stored inside.

Meng Yi rushed there without hesitation.

He has no longer considered his revenge plan, and only by keeping Thornton Kaya alive can he safely accept the ghosts' claim for his life.

Stab it!

Splashing star points exploded in Meng's hand, and then he threw the whole fire box and the broken molten rock inside into the window hole. In a trance, he seemed to see the rapidly cooling light point falling towards the open wooden barrel.

The wolf suddenly exploded with speed and began to gallop forward desperately.

Even though every step was causing severe pain to pile up, it kept rushing forward!

"what happened?"

Meng suddenly fell back, but fortunately he grabbed the saddle so that he didn't overturn. He didn't know what the wolf was thinking, but he could feel the strong desire to survive.

They stayed together day and night, but never really shared each other's pain.

The wolf doesn't know, and can't dispel the ghost haunting its owner's heart, but at this moment, it hopes that this man will live.

Boom, Weng—

Behind Meng came the sound of the animal skin roof being torn apart, as well as the loud sound of beams and gravel collapsing, and the debris thrown into the night sky fell on him like rain.

Whoop, whoop, whoop...

The monsters let out hoarse and chaotic wailing sounds.

The shadow was covered by collapsed houses, and the power of the explosion killed several werewolves.

But what really works is:
The houses were built by relying on each other. They supported each other to form a stronger embankment, and the mountain mud and rocks were firmly piled on top of it. Now these supports are collapsing one by one.

Rumble!
The werewolves looked up from the confusion.

A terrifying sound came from the side, as if the rolling thunder was about to hit the wasteland. In an instant, half of the mountain began to slide...

Sand, mud, and twigs and shrubs.

Countless things were wrapped together and gathered into an irresistible torrent, which almost swallowed the entire street in the blink of an eye.

Click.

The wolf was hit in the hind leg by the flying steel.

It slanted and fell, rolling on the ground with Meng to slow down.

Meng felt severe pain all over his body, and his eyes were dusty. It wasn't until those things fell on his body that he realized that it was not snow and freezing rain, but mud buried in the wasteland for many years.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Meng stretched his arms.

His sword had disappeared, and he groped around with empty palms until he touched the hair of the wolf. Although the undulations were weak, he was still alive.

"Huh, luckily." Meng felt relieved. "I have enough ghosts on my back, you don't want to join them."

Meng staggered up and hid the seriously injured and unconscious Lang in the bunker.

He looked back at the dilapidated Thornton Kaya:

The streets are silent, the flames are crackling, the buildings are still collapsing and falling, the abnormal noises have disappeared, and the monsters seem to have been completely blocked out.

"Now……"

Leaning on the torch pulled from the side, Meng walked with difficulty while saying, "It's time to deal with the inside."

The pumice stones in the altar shimmered.

The villagers and the refugees gathered together and looked around anxiously.

There was a loud noise in the center of the village just now.

No one knew what happened outside, but the shock caused by the collapse of the mountain was enough to deepen the fear.

The guards all fled back desperately.

They would like to thank the movement just now, the monsters were distracted, they had the opportunity to ignite the magic circle, and rushed to the altar at the last moment.

Now the wall of fire around the square is about to close.

At that time, everyone will be separated from the monsters until Zhan Jing leads the troops back, or the fuel is exhausted, and everyone will be slaughtered together until the blood flows into rivers.

"Then, there..."

This imagination was broken by the voice.

Everyone looked in the direction of their fingers, and suddenly found that the last corner of the fire wall was not closed, and the guard in charge was limping and fleeing this way.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask for help, and the fear on his face couldn't be increased.

The werewolf had already rushed out of the corner and came galloping. The mud bricks on the street were clattered, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of everyone.

"Mother Dong, my God!"

The village women covered their eyes, and the victims even shed tears.

The werewolf landed on all fours, leaping forward between the ruins and buildings, and finally swooped directly, opening his bloody mouth and biting the guard's throat.

Click, pop.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking, the man's entire head was twisted off, and the torch in his hand rolled to the ground.

The werewolf stood up and walked towards the gap, baring his teeth.

The killing hidden in its eyes is almost overflowing, and some kind of the most primitive animalism spreads among the crowd, just at the moment when the tragedy is about to erupt...

The formation was still ignited.

The flames shot along a fixed line like a sharp arrow, and finally overtook the monster, raising a wall of hope.

Everyone looked out through the distorted light.

On the empty street, there was only a shattered and crumbling figure.

He is a survivor of the tragedy of the Winter Ge tribe.

And the last one, the Spearman.

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