The first to stand in the way of Alik's migration convoy was the mutated creatures of the wilderness. Mutant jackals as big as giant elephants, mutant wolves as big as calves, and mutated gophers as small as rabbits, all with blood-red eyes, launched a fierce and frantic attack on the huge convoy that was slowly moving forward.

Although the wilderness is cruel, there are far more mutated creatures in the wilderness than the ice fields, both in terms of variety and quantity. This is where the stench of blood begins.

Heidi was quite disdainful of the suicidal attacks of these mutant creatures like mantis arms, and the object of her disdain was not this kind of mutant beast that seemed to be crazy despite trembling all over her body, but her disdain for this land, for the real domination of this land, and for the will of the wilderness.

The will of the wilderness finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he vented his anger at this group of humans who betrayed him with this almost childish behavior.

And against this wave after wave of mutated creatures that were as endless as a tide, Heidi only gave a simple order to the escort team that was cruising outside the convoy and rode a hideous locomotive, and then did not pay any attention.

Most of the members of the Guardian are members of the former Night Mercenary Squad, or some of Alex's newly trained super-level abilities. In front of these people, the fierce and cruel mutated creatures are extremely vulnerable, and even if there are groups of jackals, it only takes a little more physical strength.

The only thing that reassures everyone is that this mutant creature that seems to be carrying out a suicidal attack has not appeared as huge as the amoeba mutant worm in the past, and not even the figure of the mutant spider group that has long been the king of this wilderness.

This strange situation was expected by Heidi, at least her previous suspicions were confirmed. The people who have had spiritual communication with Luo and choose to belong to them are beyond the command of the wilderness.

At least in this respect, Lowe has reached the same level as wilderness consciousness, and is on another level above humans.

Even if today's human beings already have various abilities, they can no longer be called "humans" and are the elders.

The air began to fill with an increasingly thick smell of blood, accompanied by the roars of the Anomalous and the painful wails of mutant creatures.

No matter how ferocious the mutated creatures are, they are the losers in the face of organized human powerhouses, which has been doomed since the old times, even the dinosaur race that once ruled the planet long enough.

Heber is a member of the Guardians, and his own ability is not a combat system, but as a super-level ability, he is also like an invincible god of war in front of the mutated creatures of ** shape.

As he grew older, Heber's personality became much more accommodating, and he showed more kindness that he should not have. But unilateral killings are not the right soil for mercy to breed at this moment, because this killing is not a matter of right or wrong, it is just a simple choice of life or death.

Lisa was already in one of the cars in the middle of a huge convoy, and in order for the people he cared about to survive, Heber had to choose to smash his fist into a way to move on.

Despite the pathetic mutated creatures in front of you, the division between friend and foe is sometimes outrageously simple.

The one who stands on the other side and stands in the way of his way is the enemy.

A drop of viscous blood splashed on Heber's slightly vicissitudes of life, and after tearing in half a brown-yellow mutant wolf that had pounced in front of him, he left the trembling half of the wolf corpse on the rough sand of the wilderness ground, and then turned his head to look at the bystanders who had gathered densely in the distance of the wilderness, but had never stepped forward.

In the distance, the black oppression is the one who was born in the wilderness and will eventually die in the wilderness. Among them are sub-gods, super-level abilities, and even high-level or even mid-level abilities.

The vast majority of them are wild lone wolves, or from some small force or some obscure mercenary squad, rather than members of a well-pampered family.

"Phew!"

Heber withdrew his gaze and spat heavily into the earth, which was gradually covered in sticky blood and flesh.

These spectators from afar will not attack Alik's convoy anytime soon, at least until the defenses of Alik's convoy have suffered a fatal blow.

But that doesn't mean they aren't a threat to the Ariks, who are like rotting wolves that roam the edge of the habitat of a pack of mutants, baring their fangs when their prey is weak enough.

Their goal was everything that the convoy could rob, including the old and young women and children sitting in the transport trucks, even the transport trucks, a still working gun, and a dagger that was still rusty.

They can even squeeze all the value out of the inhabitants of Alik.

From this point of view, they are far more ferocious and cruel than those of the big family! But it is not easy to be a qualified rotting wolf, at least it takes enough patience and keen insight.

Lack of patience will make oneself a mass of carrion in the wilderness, and lack of insight will eventually lead to nothing in this long hunt.

Heber returned to his locomotive, but the entire convoy slowed down until it came to a complete stop.

His Excellency Heidi was the leader of the entire convoy, and the convoy stopped, indicating that Heidi, who was at the front of the convoy, had stopped moving forward.

Heber's sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and he finally realized that something was wrong, and in the thick of the bloody aura, there was a long-lost earthy aura that was getting stronger and stronger.

The cruelty of the new era determines the universality of death, and the frequent occurrence of death has made mankind gradually forget an ancient way of respecting the dead, burial.

And such a thick earthy smell seems to strongly indicate that there are countless beings who have come out of the ground step by step, and are gradually coming towards the convoy.

The Cadivon family's sleeper who has been sleeping underground for so long!

Around the convoy, there have been figures of high and low, male and female, old and young. They even dress in a variety of ways, but one thing is surprisingly unified.

Strength, these sleepers, who are about a few hundred people, actually have the strength of super-level abilities.

That's the equivalent of hundreds of former hurricane girls Eris! And Alik's escort team is only a dozen people.

This is also the reason why Heidi chose to stop for the first time, Alik's escort has members of the Night Mercenary Squad, and Heidi does not want these old subordinates of Panis to end up rotting in this wilderness.

Perhaps, Heidi chose to stop not because of Panis, but simply because of Lo.

If Lowe were here, he would never have chosen to let the likes of Hiber and Fili fight for their lives against the sleepers of the Cardivan family.

In that case, then, the slaughter of the wilderness begins here, with the sleepers of the Caddivan family.

Heidi, who used to be a cleaner, was so calm and so natural when she made this decision!