Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 545 A way out
"This, this is impossible..."

Wumian's hair was disheveled and there were cracks on the bones of his face, but he didn't notice it at all.

He only sees.

The two elder-level beaked beasts, which he had fully mobilized with all his strength, were now fighting each other.

——It presents a one-sided situation.

Finally, one of the beaked beasts fell down helplessly, and its thick and round forelimbs stepped on its body, causing it to utter another pitiful groan.

The "long neck" is about to bite down.

"Wait." Lu Meng stopped it.

"It's still useful to keep it."

Except for the one under his direct control, the other elder-stage beak beasts are not as powerful, but they can also be used as coaches and are good materials for leveling up.

The long neck stopped.

Follow Lumeng's instructions exactly.

He raised his leg and stepped over his companion's body.

"The Red King... has tamed the Beakbeast!"

The animal trainers of the Eastern Shem tribe were stunned. They didn't know the details. All they saw was the beaked beast carrying Lu Beiyou on its back, walking respectfully under him and fighting for him.

Moreover, it is a giant beast in the elder stage!
If taming the Bone-Burying Wolf was already an incredible thing, enough to make people admire and envy... then controlling the Beakbeast was something they dared not even imagine.

The main body of the beast disaster is the heavenly punishment of the land of Shan.

Bow down at the feet of the Red King now!
——Just like the legend says.

"kill!"

The hired warriors were so frightened when they saw this scene that they ran away as soon as Lu Meng drove the beaked beasts to fight each other.

But their steps.

How can it be faster than the Bone Burying Wolf?
The agile red shadow passed in front of Lu Meng and Long Neck, accompanied by the howling of wolves, and arrows and blades pierced into the backs of the warriors one by one.

These warriors were no mediocre people.

But Lu Meng's wolf cavalry are even more elite.

What's more, the enemy has already lost its fighting spirit.

There was only one person left.

——The beast tamer Faceless.

He wanted to blow the bone flute again, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that this bone flute, which had accompanied him for a long time, had broken into two sections at some point in time.

Bone spurs protruded, with blood on the palm.

That was cut off by him.

Even though the bone flute was intact, Wumian could no longer make any sound - his lips trembled, his heartbeat was racing, and he felt like he was suffocating and couldn't breathe.

The warriors from the various tribes in the east of Shan soon surrounded him, and Qing Rong stepped forward with his knife, like a commander - but this young talent from the Baimei clan had not yet reacted.

The successive shocks made him somewhat numb.

What's more, what about Wumian?

Weapons were like a forest, pointing at him like a hedgehog, but he seemed not to notice them at all and just looked up blankly.

Look to the sky.

There, a thick long neck slowly lowered, as if it could cover the sky and the sun, and finally the ferocious and huge head of the beaked beast stopped on the ground, just at the same level as Wumian's line of sight.

Wumian still had the bone mask of a young beast, and his disguise had not yet worn off. In the eyes of the Beaked Beast, he was just a lifeless skeleton.

But even with a long neck, I don't understand why.

After it bent down, it still revealed Lu Meng standing on it with a calm look in her eyes.

Looking at the young man with white hair and blood-red robe, Wumian's heart was filled with despair - not because of fear.

"Lord of Blood..."

——Faceless's unparalleled talent for taming animals has always been the reason why he is highly respected and admired in Shandi, and it is also the reason why he is proud to trade with the Merchant Guild and join the United Cities. However, this pride.

It was broken right before my eyes.

Totally shattered.

The threshold that he would never be able to cross in his life was stepped over by the Lord of Blood...

"Since you know that others call me that..." Lu Meng pondered for a moment, "Didn't they tell you why?"

Wumian was stunned and shook his head subconsciously.

His movements were barely noticeable, but Lu Meng still saw it: "I see."

He raised his hand.

Below, the giant beast's pupils condensed.

“Wait… Lord of Blood, no, Your Highness the Red King!” Faceless reacted and said hastily, regardless of his image: “Now the herd of beaked beasts… almost all the beaked beasts in the eastern part of the Flash Land have gone to the River Valley Barrier. Even I… no, even you can’t control them all at the same time!”

"The barrier will definitely be breached. If you want to save as many people there as possible, you will definitely need me!"

He took a step forward, his eyes trembling with sincerity: "What's more, even if my ability is not as good as yours, whether it is sitting in Shandi or helping to train wolf cavalry, there will always be a place where I can be useful. It just happens that you don't have to do everything yourself..."

Grab the last glimmer of hope.

He knew that the Lord of Blood was extraordinary, but he was not bad after all. Even Long En thought highly of him. On the other hand, having a tamer like him to help was extremely valuable to anyone.

Even, Wumian can make this conclusion.

In this struggle, Lu Beiyou is the weaker party.

Then, he should cherish every bit of strength...

"You!" Qing Rong glared at him upon hearing that, and was also shocked by the other party's shamelessness.

After all, a large part of the reason for the current suffering of the Baimei clan was caused by Wumian... But now in the other party's mouth, it has become a bargaining chip for him to show off himself and threaten Lu Beiyou.

He wanted to open his mouth and scold.

But extreme rationality overwhelmed his anger, leaving the White-browed envoy speechless: what Wumian said was an objective fact.

Although it is not as good as the miracle shown by Lu Beiyou.

But this man is still a top animal tamer. Without his help, it would be difficult for the White Eyebrow Clan to resolve the crisis now - even if they cannot be completely spared, at least a few thousand more people can survive.

not to mention……

Qing Rong looked at the white-haired young man with complicated eyes.

After all, the safety and well-being of the White Eyebrow Clan has nothing to do with the Red King, and the other party has no obligation to do so.

If you put yourself in his shoes, for the sake of your own power, being able to convince a tamer like Wumian... even if it's just superficial loyalty, it would be a great help.

Don't even consider other people's feelings.

All the animal trainers from Shandong, including Qi Ke and Xin Ping, had indignant looks on their faces, but none of them said a word. It was obvious that they were thinking the same thing as Qing Rong.

Wu seemed unaware of the angry looks around him and just looked at Lu Meng with burning eyes.

He knew that he only needed to focus on the decision of the other person.

And your own ability is your way to survive...it cannot be denied or taken away by others.

In a sense, what Ren Lin said to him was true: in this beast disaster, no matter what the situation is, the safest person will always be you, Wumian...

"You're right," Lu Meng nodded, "The beast disaster is not over yet."

Wumian was happy.

But then, his expression froze.

"But what happens next..." Lu Meng raised his hand, "You don't need to worry about it."

"Wait..." Before the terrified voice could be heard, the bloody mouth with sharp teeth suddenly opened in front of him, and Lu Meng clenched his fist and bit down.

With the crunching sound of chewing, all the ambitions, dreams and the last bit of self-confidence of a man were swallowed up together.

"I have a better candidate." Lu Meng put down his hand and gathered his robe.

(End of this chapter)