Tara Fort.

As a resource-based city, Tara Fort has a unique position among the mobs. The production of a large number of Silver Star Flowers makes this one of the most important and rare resource sources for the Rioters, and every year most of the Silver Star Flowers produced here will be transported to various places, including the Terrans, Spirit Races and other places, in exchange for various survival resources needed by the Rioters.

The relationship between the major races has always been so competitive and transactional.

Although it is a non-military town, Tara Fort does not have any decent defenses, but it is surrounded by several strong military towns. These include the Iron City of the Flame Tribe, the Naher City of the Silver Wolf Tribe, and the Windy City of the Blackwater Tribe.

These tribal towns supervised and guarded each other, making Tara Fort a relatively transcendent city, relying on abundant resources and discord among the tribes, enjoying the beauty of sitting on a large amount of money.

As a result, the Tharaburgh tribes are arguably the richest tribes in the country, with abundant resources not found elsewhere, and luxury vehicles in and out. In Tara Fort, even the poorest of the poor can have a luxury wolf car of their own. The vast majority of the Tara Fort thugs do not have to work for life, and only need to bask in the sun every day. A large amount of the work was done by the mob who had migrated from other tribes, and more than 80 percent of the city's population was the main part of the city's work. The remaining 20 percent of the mob are the locals, enjoying the wealth of the hard work of others.

But these are on the basis of peace.

When the world is no longer at peace, the days of Fort Tara are not so wonderful.

First of all, the beast tide that broke out a month ago gave Tara Fort a lot of scare. The once indestructible cities of Iron, Nahe, and Windy were destroyed by the power of the beast tide, and a large number of soldiers were forced to retreat.

Although the Orcs stopped attacking after that, because the Flame Tribe on the other side had begun to gather a large army to threaten the Orc flank, Tara Fort, which had suddenly turned from the rear to the front line, was still frightened. Especially standing at the head of the city and looking at the demon beasts running around the mountains, many of the thugs in Tara Fort who were pampered and had lost the fierce momentum of their ancestors had even become incontinent on the spot.

But that's not the worst of all.

Because soon the offensive really came.

The attack turned out not to come from the orcs, but from the humans.

The abominable Tianwei Army had been lurking nearby for a long time, waiting for the beast tide to come.

When the beast tide wiped out the three big cities, broke the ring defense line of the rioters, and the beast army in front was forced to enter the realm, and the rear was empty, the Tianwei army took advantage of the situation and killed it in one go.

After only defending for half a day, Tara Fort fell.

Then came a frenzied slaughter and looting.

There is no sympathy, no mercy, and the Tianwei Army is extremely capable of collecting all resources.

Tara Fort, which has always been rich and prestigious, suffered an unprecedented catastrophe, and a large number of resources were looted away, and the Tianwei army was evacuated in a big way, and even set fire to half of the city when leaving, and Tara Fort fell into a sea of fire.

This catastrophe brought a painful blow to the Tara Fort, causing the Tara Fort mobs to bow their proud heads in the past.

Unbeknownst to them, however, the catastrophe of the past was only the beginning, and that an even greater horror was coming.

Dozens of miles away from Tara Fort, a large number of demon beasts were resting.

In the center of the herd was a huge blood-colored floating palace suspended in the air.

The floating palace is held up by eight giant armored crocodiles, as high as a hill, with huge crocodile tails waving like dragons and mouths spraying cold white gas. This kind of armored crocodile can easily sweep through a city when placed in the Terrans, but here, it is only the lowest level of wrestlers.

The Scarlet Floating Palace was surrounded by a bright red mist, emitting powerful fluctuations of evil ferocity from time to time. An iron-winged bird accidentally entered the range of the blood-colored mist, and when it heard a miserable scream, it turned into pus in an instant.

This made the surrounding demon beasts even more frightened, and they easily did not dare to approach the blood-colored floating palace.

Most of the time, the floating palace is quiet, and only occasionally some demon beasts enter and leave the floating palace, with instructions from the palace, and mobilize the beasts.

But today, things are different.

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering roar suddenly rang out over the vast wilderness.

"Bastard! What a gut!!"

With this angry roar, the blood-colored floating palace was flooded with murderous intent.

This killing intent condensed into substance and swept through the sky, so suddenly, the entire sky was filled with blood-colored smoke clouds.

The blood-red light filled the sky, and the intense killing intent condensed into an indissolvable red cloud spread in all directions, and even the thugs from a hundred miles away could feel the anger of a strong will in that side of the world.

What happened?

All the thugs were bewildered.

But the next moment, a shocking scene appeared.

"Toot toot!"

A low trumpet sounded over the wasteland.

The horn of the attack was sounded again, long and long, with endless killing and iron blood.

How so?

The Orcs are going to expand even further?

All the mobs were shocked.

All the demon beasts were boiling at this moment.

Fuck the fucking tacit understanding, fuck the fuck in moderation!

There is no compromise, no tacit understanding, only endless attacks!

Fight, devour, hunt, die!

This is the brutal and violent nature of the primitive beast race!

"Roar!" all the orcs in the wasteland cheered excitedly, and they began to unleash their true natures when they lost their restraints.

They started running.

So the mobs saw that in the distance, a large herd of beasts rose on the horizon, converging into a tide and rushing madly.

Thousands of iron hooves fell to the ground, smashing into a violent roar. At this moment, the earth trembled under their feet, and the sky was darkened.

In the heavens and on the ground, there are figures of the beasts raging everywhere.

They come like the tide of the sea, with an unstoppable power.

"Oh my God!" the mob warrior groaned in despair.

The "nobles" of Tara Fort watched in disbelief as the group of terrifying monsters swarmed.

Rumble!

In this way, it was like a flat land, and it instantly flooded Tara Fort.

This famous resource town in the history of the mob clan died in the fury and anger of the beasts.

At the same time, the mobs in other directions were also attacked by the orcs. Those thugs who had gathered on the flanks of the beast tide to guard against the beast tide crossing the line had thought that they could wait for the demon beasts to return as before, but they found that this time they were wrong.

The beast tide expanded and flooded in an instant, and the Crimson Heart, caught in great rage, wanted to pay for everything he had lost with the blood of the thugs.

On this day, thirteen mob towns fell at the same time, and countless mobs died in battle.

This day has thus become the day of the crucifixion of the mobs.