"It's ...... What the heck...... Thing?" Ash's voice was almost dreamlike.

The barbarians of the Northland live in the most cruel environment, and they should have long been accustomed to seeing life and death.

But after seeing the terrible scenes on the plateau below, no one was speechless.

Originally, on the plateau, almost all the warriors of the Northland clan, including the Snow Eagle clan where Tooth Wolf and Ash belonged, were gathered, and they should have blocked the enemy in the narrow upper mountain pass.

Now, holding on has lost its meaning.

The narrowest mountain passes have been breached, and those monsters made up of N hands have begun to sweep this plateau.

There are too many of them, I don't know how many are still under the mountain, but now there are more than 50,000 by visual inspection.

Not only do they make calculations more difficult because of their misshapen shapes, but in fact, from the towering 'horizon' in the distance, they are too numerous to be described in any human language.

Ash knew very well that the sum of so many clans in the entire Northland, even warriors and adults, would not exceed 50,000, let alone squeeze out an army that could compete with this group of monsters.

In this way, even the entire Pazut Plateau cannot accommodate all the multi-handed monsters attacking on the same front.

These monsters are crammed into each other, more disgusting than stacking, and fill all the space. As long as the multi-handed monster in front walks slowly, the back will climb up like crazy, forming a huge wave of monsters.

"No! I don't want to die!"

"It's impossible to win!"

"Ancestors!"

The people of the Northland have long since collapsed, and they have lived in the near-Stone Age for a long time, where have they seen such a terrifying monster.

Whether it was a slow runner, a twisted foot halfway, or a brave rush to send it, without exception, they were grabbed by a big hand several times their own. Then those irregular monsters will always grin in their torsos and swallow the Northland warriors whole.

The next moment I could see two more hands on the 'dough', and a face that seemed to be covered with a white cloth, writhing, and screaming silently—it was the face of the victim!

Looking at the sea of monsters that engulfed everything in its path, the hearts of Ash and all the Northlanders on the hill were frozen.

"It's impossible to defeat so many monsters!" Joanna clenched her red spear, her knuckles turning white from too much force, "I finally know why the Tooth Wolf people are crazy to attack our two fringe clans." They're making a way out for themselves!"

The moat on the other side of the suspension bridge is impossible to completely block these monsters, so you can leave a thought, once defeated, at least leave a hope for the tooth wolf clan to reproduce.

It's just that it happened to be destroyed by Ash and the players.

None of this matters.

"Woo! There's no way we're going to win! We can't even escape. ”

"Have our fathers forsaken us?"

The people of the yak and antelope clans wept in low voices.

The players looked at each other.

[Coffee machine 07]: "This is the plot, right?"

[Endurance]: "It should be." ”

[Hell Princess]: "What's going on?"

Eternal Reading Time shrugged: "Look at it, I don't think we're going to win anyway." ”

Gradually, the eyes of all the Northlanders fell on Ash, the slender figure that was not burly but quite athletic, and at some point it had become the Dinghai Divine Needle in the hearts of all the Northlanders.

It was she, with the mysterious 'monster' troops, who rescued the two clans from the abyss of despair.

It was she who led all the survivors on their trek here.

Whether the survivors of the two clans want it or not, their lives are in Ash's hands.

One, two, dozens, hundreds of blazing eyes fell on Ash.

Standing in the cold wind, letting the cloak behind him hunt, Ash's seemingly weak shoulders had to shoulder the fate of hundreds, if not thousands, of people.

Ash took a deep breath, looked at the fish and shrimp players whose eyes were still blazing, and suddenly had an idea: "Wait a minute, everyone, I want to follow my ...... Comrades-in-arms discuss it. ”

Putting down an intermediate sea altar, Ash pressed his left hand on the trident-shaped altar, and his thoughts flowed.

Here, Wang Hao, who was directing the shield crab and the ghost crab to dig the ground and make the border of Abyss City and the Light of Order into a swamp, suddenly received a request from Ash.

System prompt: [Ash, the hero subordinate to the host, hopes to get the host's permission to accept an unknown number of northlanders into the Godforsaken Lands, and the number of applications is now 487. Please note that all new additions to the Northland will occupy the host's summon slot, and the Northland Barbarian race level is 4, and a single individual will occupy 2......]

Wang Hao suddenly had a feeling that his head was as big as a fight.

Ash helped him bring in a worker, and he didn't mind. The point is that it will grab the player's spot, which is troublesome. Now it is equal to nearly a thousand.

He has been following the live video of the Expeditionary Force players, and of course he knows what's going on on the other side. According to Ash's temperament, if she really saves her, she will laugh if she doesn't save 8,000 people when she comes back.

The problem is that he simply can't get that many places.

11,500 places may seem like a lot, but now there are almost 8,000 players in Abyss City.

What to do?

If you don't let the Northlanders come over, Ash's hero (tool man) will probably be gone.

That...... Pretend that the server is unstable and kick out some players?

Just kidding, when the time comes, the disguise degree explodes, and he's not a pill yet?

At this time, Wang Hao suddenly remembered one thing - the origin of the Scorpion King.

Lao Long said that when a certain time comes, the God's Forsaken Land will introduce some powerful forces that voluntarily join as a sniper against the regional overlord through lure and other means. Back then, the old dragon relied on his own strength to beat all the opposition forces to death.

Now that he is the boss of Quicksand City, he is naturally restrained and unable to make a move, but this does not prevent him from revealing these small details.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao had an idea: "Sniper system, please tell Ash to let her become the Great Chief of the Northland first, and then apply to become the challenger of the Lower Ten Paths, and challenge the overlord of the [Western Desert] by name." ”

Rarely, it took a full minute for the sniper system to reply to him this time: [Is it appropriate for you to blatantly cheat like this?]

Wang's heart trembled: "The land forsaken by God didn't prohibit his subordinates from rebelling, did he?

After another ten seconds, the system finally spoke: "Only this once! Moreover, the regulations have just been changed. 】

Wang Hao smiled, laughing very chicken thief.

Here, Ash was strange at first, and then a touching smile broke out on his face.

"I'm sorry, everyone, but I may have to be the Grand Chief of the Northlands. Then, the [Ice Expeditionary Force] listens to the order, and the target is those monsters!"

"Oooh, oh!" The next second, of course, was the excited roar of the players.