Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"This, this is impossible..."

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

He only sees.

The two elder-stage beak-mouthed beasts that he had used all his strength to activate were now fighting each other.

——Presenting a one-sided situation.

Finally, a beak-billed beast fell down weakly, its thick and round forelimbs stepped on it, and it let out another pitiful moan.

The "long neck" must be taken advantage of.

"Wait." Lu Meng stopped.

"It's still useful if you keep it."

Except for the one directly controlled by him, although the other elder-stage beak-billed beasts are not as powerful, they can also be used as coaches and are good materials for leveling.

The long neck stopped.

Follow Lu Meng's instructions exactly.

Lifting his legs, he stepped over his companion's body.

"The Red King...tamed the Beak!"

The animal trainers of the Eastern Shem tribe were stunned. They did not know the details. What they saw was the beak-billed beast carrying Lu Beiyu on its back, moving forward respectfully under him and fighting for him.

Moreover, it is still a giant beast in the elder stage!

If taming the Bone Burial Wolf was already an incredible thing, enough to make people admire and envy... then controlling the Beak-billed Beast was something they couldn't even imagine.

The main body of the beast disaster, the divine punishment of the earth.

Now I bow at the feet of the Red King!

——Just like in the legend.

"kill!"

When the mercenary warriors saw this scene, they were already scared out of their wits. They had already fled when Lu Meng drove the beak-billed beasts to fight each other.

However, their footsteps.

How could he be faster than the Bone Burial Wolf?

A vigorous red shadow passed in front of Lu Meng and Long Neck, accompanied by howls of biting wolves, arrows and blades pierced into the backs of the warriors one by one.

These warriors are no mediocre people.

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

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

There was only one person left behind.

——Faceless, the beast tamer.

He wanted to play the bone flute again, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that the bone flute that had been with him for a long time had been broken into two sections at an unknown moment.

The bone spurs protruded, bringing blood from the palms of his hands.

That was cut off by him alive.

Even if the bone flute was intact, Faceless could no longer produce any sound - his lips were trembling, his heartbeat was exploding, and he felt like he was suffocating, unable to breathe.

Warriors from various tribes in Eastern Shan quickly surrounded him. Qingrong pressed his sword forward like a commander--but this young talent from the Baimei clan had not even reacted yet.

The successive shocks made him a little numb.

Not to mention Faceless?

The swords were like a forest, pointing at him like a hedgehog, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, and just raised his head blankly.

Look to the sky.

There, a thick and long neck slowly bent down, as if it could block out the sky and the sun. Finally, the ferocious and huge head of the beak-billed beast stopped on the ground, just at the level of Faceless's line of sight.

Faceless still has the bones of a young beast, and his disguise has not yet expired. In the eyes of the beak, he is like a ball of lifeless bones.

But even if you have a long neck, you don’t know why.

After it leaned down, it still revealed Lu Meng standing on top of it, his eyes calm.

Looking at this young man with white hair and bloody robes, Faceless felt despair in his heart - not because of fear.

"Lord of Blood..."

——Faceless's unparalleled talent in taming animals has always been the reason why he is highly regarded and respected in Shend. It is also the reason why he is proud to trade with the merchant guild and join the United City.

However, this pride.

It was broken right before my eyes.

Totally shattered.

The threshold that he could not cross in his life was crossed by the Lord of Blood... with his feet.

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

Wu Mian was stunned and shook his head subconsciously.

His movements were barely perceptible, but he still saw it in Lu Meng's eyes: "That's it, I understand."

He raised his hand.

Beneath him, the giant beast's pupils condensed.

"Wait... Blood Lord, no, His Highness the Red King!" Faceless reacted and said hurriedly regardless of his appearance: "Now the beak-beak herd... almost the entire beak-beak beasts in the eastern part of Shendi have gone to the valley wall. , even I...no, even you can't control them at the same time!"

"The barrier will be breached, and 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 I am sitting on the ground or helping to train the wolf cavalry, there is always something useful, and you don't have to do everything. Do it yourself..."

Seize, the last glimmer of hope.

He knew that the Lord of Blood was extraordinary, but after all, he was not bad at all. Even Long En liked him. On the other hand, no matter who he was, having an additional beast tamer like him to help him was extremely important. valuable.

Even Wu Mian can tell.

In this struggle, Lu Beiyou is the weak one.

Then, he should cherish every bit of power more...

"You!" When Qingrong heard this, he immediately glared at him, shocked by the other party's shamelessness.

In the final analysis, a large part of the reason for the Baimei clan's current suffering was caused by Wu Mian... But now that it was put into the opponent's mouth, it became a bargaining chip for him to show off himself and blackmail Lu Beiyou.

He wanted to open his mouth and scold.

But extreme rationality overwhelmed anger, so the White Eyebrow envoy could not speak: what Wumian said was an objective fact.

Although it was not like the miracle shown by Lu Beiyou.

But this person was still a top-level animal trainer. Without his help, it would be difficult for the White Eyebrow Clan to solve the crisis now - even if they could not be completely spared, at least thousands more people could survive.

What's more...

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

In the final analysis, the safety and situation of the White Eyebrow Clan had nothing to do with the Red King, and the other party had no obligation.

Putting himself in his shoes, for the sake of his own power, being able to convince an animal trainer like Wumian... even if it was just a superficial loyalty, it would be a great help.

There was no need to consider the feelings of others.

Including Qi Ke and Xinping, all the animal trainers in Shandong had indignation on their faces, but they did not say a word. Obviously, they also considered the same thing as Qingrong.

Wumian seemed oblivious to the angry looks around him, and just looked at Lu Meng with burning eyes.

He knew that he only needed to pay attention to the decision of the other person.

And his ability was the way to survive... This was something that no one could deny or take away.

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

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

Wumian was happy.

But then, his face froze--

"But what happens next..." Lu Meng raised his hand, "Don't worry about it."

"Wait..." Before the terrified voice came, the bloody mouth with sharp teeth suddenly opened in front of him, and with Lu Meng's fist, he bit down.

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

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