In the snow, a dark shadow slowly wriggled from the horizon, its movements slow, mechanical and weak, and it looked like a humanoid creature, with a tumor-like bulge on the left side of its skull.

Getting a little closer, Rand couldn't help but feel a creep when he saw the creature's specific appearance.

It has the body and head of a human body, but its eyes are hollow like a soulless corpse, and its arms are the claws of a beast.

Next to its head, Rand originally thought it was a tumor-like thing, but when he looked closely, he realized that it was another smaller head!

Rand could almost tell that its torso was the corpse of some Frankenstein dug out of the grave, and some of the muscles in its body had already rotted away to reveal the bones inside, and even the head had a big hole, and it should have died no longer from that point of view.

What kind of thing is this?Monster?Zombie?Although I know that there will be many creatures in this world that are beyond the scope of normal understanding, the one in front of me is too amazing, it looks like it is made of the corpses of various creatures.

"Is this the research project of the Dark Council?" Rand rubbed his head a little uncomfortably.

It is all objects that are close to people and not people that are most likely to cause fear.

"My lord, it seems that this is true, you see that the junction of its body is stitched together with thick threads, and the method of driving the dead body is only known to the people of the Dark Council. Touron leaned over nervously, "I've heard rumors that the people of the Dark Council have been working on how to combine the strengths of various creatures to create entirely new species. ”

"It looks like they're going to succeed. ”

"That's it? I'll call it an alien for now. This thing looks like a weak chicken!" Rand asked, a little confused, not that he looked down on the Dark Council's people, but judging by the results they had made, it did look like a failure.

What advantages does it have? The strength of a bear or the speed of a leopard?

But soon, Rand realizes that he was wrong, and very wrong.

The xenomorph stopped a hundred meters away from the city wall, and then it looked up at Rand and the soldiers on the city wall, and in a trance, Rand actually saw a humane sneer on its face.

"Hell!" exclaimed the soldier in charge of the sentry in dismay, "it'...... Did this thing smile at us just now?"

"It is wise!" cried Touron, a corpse that should have been dead for many years was resurrected, capable of not only moving freely, but also possessing human intelligence...... It's just terrifying!

"Shoot! Kill it!"

However, as soon as Rand's order was spoken, the alien also moved.

It raised its head, its arms thrashed at its chest, and a dull roar emanated from its rotting throat, like a trumpet before attacking.

In fact, it is.

With the roar of the creature, a large number of wriggling black shadows appeared from the other end of the horizon, and they galloped towards the cabin town, and the snow was crushed in an instant!

"The beast tide is coming!" Touron's eyes widened and he shouted, "Blow the horn!"

"I see, this monster is the commander of the beasts! it drives the beasts!" Rand's face was ugly, "In the past, even if the beast tide attacked, there would be infighting and biting due to different races, and it was extremely chaotic, but with the presence of the commander, their lethality will be greatly increased!"

"My lord, now we don't have time to worry about the commander's problem, let's deal with the beast tide first!" Tourang visually measured the number and speed of the beasts, "There are about fifty of them, and a large part of them are swift wolves!"

The urgent training finally came in handy, and the soldiers, though still a little nervous, had no sense of fear, and the soldier in charge of the ballista quickly converted the ballista into a repeating arrow trough and aimed the bowstring full on the beasts.

To the left and right of each ballista stood two warriors armed with spears and short knives, who were mainly responsible for killing the beasts that climbed the walls and protecting the safety of the ballista.

The tide of beasts quickly approached the cabin, and Rand could even make out the hot mist coming out of their mouths.

"Shoot the arrows!" came the roar of the guards, and ten ballistae trembled and scattered their arrows at the beasts.

More than fifty beasts stormed the town, the first large-scale beast tide since the beginning of winter, and through this battle, Rand could clearly see what the results of his training had been in recent days.

The power of the ballista was fully proven, and within five seconds, more than eighty arrows coated with paralyzing venom fell in the herd of beasts, and a bull who led the charge was hit by four arrows on the spot.

The unhit wolves bypassed the area covered by the arrows, and the originally neat herd became chaotic, and even a few wolves climbed onto the carcasses of the bison and began to gnaw.

Two volleys of fire, seven or eight beast carcasses were already left on the ground, and the wooden stakes covered with barbs and knife tips also played their role, the lush hair of the wild wolves and leopards became the biggest obstacle, once they were entangled in the barbs, it was difficult for them to break free, and the greater the struggle, the more damage the sharp sword would inflict on them.

A black arrow with a cold glow roared through the head of a wolf that was biting at a stake in an attempt to break free, nailing it to the stake.

Seeing that the beasts' attacks couldn't break through to the cabin town at all, or even get close to the city walls, the alien as the commander roared loudly, roaring out a few strange notes, and the chaotic beasts quickly gathered as if they had received an order, and even a few wild wolves who were eating simply gave up the food in their mouths and moved closer to the alien.

Before Rand could take a breath, the thick clouds in the sky suddenly churned, a powerful air current, and a black shadow came from the sky, and Rand only saw a wingspan of nearly two meters and sharp claws that exuded coldness.

"Red Eagles! It's Red Eagles!Watch the sky!" Rand only felt a tug from behind, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, the sharp claws that were enough to pierce his shoulder and throat only left three marks on his chest.

"Thorn!"

There was a roar of soldiers around him, Iron Fist, as a veteran sheriff, responded very quickly to various crises, he directly pulled out the long knife at his waist, and quickly slashed at the back of a red eagle that had time to fly high, only to hear a mournful roar, and the red eagle that was cut in the back fell straight to the ground like a cannonball.