The roars of the Zerg mingled with the screams of the humans, and the wind-blown air was filled with the smell of blood, but it was not a close fight, just a one-sided slaughter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sea of black-pressed insects rushed towards their opponents like a tidal wave, engulfing any human who dared to resist like grit, broken limbs soaked in ankle-heavy blood, and quickly trampled everywhere by the trails that followed, or absorbed by the thirsty grasslands.

At first, the warriors of Yama were able to unite as one, but as time passed, they realized how hopeless it was to face a Zerg attack of this magnitude without the help of any cover or fortifications, especially the terrifying war beast at the head, whenever they tried to concentrate their fire on him, he would always disappear from everyone's view in an instant, and then suddenly appear in the crowd at an unexpected point in time, destroying all the humans who tried to attack him.

Cramgu is like an invincible ghost, and under its leadership, the already hungry Zerg is even more insane.

Despair is like a crazy creeper, spreading through Yama's camp at an unimaginable speed, and no one can change it. When the first deserter appeared, the rout was like a flood that burst its banks, and it was out of control.

Bai Fengao shouted in despair, the current patriarch of the Bai family still hoped to regain control of the situation until this moment, but there were fewer and fewer people around him, and more and more people began to choose to retreat in a hurry, and it was still useless to rely on how he shouted.

Gradually, even he gave up on himself, and the damage to the Yamas from the embarrassment of his peak life was enormous, even if they all died in battle, it was much better than the blow to the morale of the soldiers by escaping.

Deserters are the most shameful, especially the elites who have been bet on great hopes.

Looking at this massacre, which was becoming more and more one-sided, Bai Fengao knew that he was finished, and most of the Bai family's family would be buried here today, and from now on, among the three major families of Yama, the Bai family would probably be completely removed. Especially when he got the news that Bai Ci was likely to have died in battle, he began to fall into endless self-blame and remorse.

"Patriarch, let's retreat! Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, as long as you are still alive, the Bai family will be rebuilt sooner or later! The anxious shouts of his subordinates lingered in his ears, and Bai Fengao at this time had long been too lazy to pay attention to the original intention of this persuasion, and was really thinking about him. The war has developed to this point, everyone just wants to survive, facing the subordinates who have no morale at all, looking bitterly at the even more terrifying giant insect that is looking down on everything on the battlefield from a high altitude, Bai Fengao finally chose to retreat.

But sometimes, the direction of a person's fate is often not in his own hands.

Fan, who was sitting on the throne on the top of the giant worm's skull, had already locked Bai Fengao's position in the crowd, and he never forgot a word of the words of the purple pupil before he died, the three major families must be destroyed, and even if there was no purple pupil, out of his own hatred, Bai Fengao would not want to leave the distant ancestor tribe safely today.

"Do you remember Bai Fengao?" Recalling the bits and pieces of the past, Van whispered behind him and asked, "What about Byron?" Don't you remember who Philan Byron is? ”

Without looking back, Fan also knew that the answer he got was still Xiao An's gently swaying forehead. So he just hummed softly and didn't want to speak again.

Xiao An was silent on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil at the moment, but her focus was completely different from Fan, she was more concerned about how strong Fan's strength was.

Back in the time of the White-Clad Sanctuary, Fan's inadvertent display of power had already frightened her, but in today's view, it was just the tip of his iceberg. How strong does a person have to be to be able to completely suppress an opponent ten times his size on his own? Xiao An doesn't know because she is not Fan.

This journey was an eye-opener for her, she knew for the first time that the original Zerg would also succumb to the feet of humans, and if Borahel's appearance was just accidental, Kramgu was even stronger evidence. It almost turned her worldview upside down.

Before Fan's appearance, in Xiao An's world, Lin was the most powerful person, she could defeat the terrifying pinnacle giant insect on her own, and after Fan's appearance, she had a deeper understanding of the definition of powerful.

Subconsciously looking at the huge Borahel at her feet, Xiao An couldn't help but be shocked, Borahel's excessive respect for Van made her doubt its strength for a while, in her understanding, Blahel is more like Van pet, his mount, rather than a terrifying pinnacle giant worm.

So she never thought that Bolahel's strength would be so strong, and he would be able to fight so many peak lives alone without showing a trace of defeat. And all these incredible things are exclusive to this sometimes taciturn, sometimes cold and bloody man in front of him, so did he really have a relationship with him before? But what happened to make her what she is today? Thinking about it, she couldn't help but lose her mind a little, and accidentally stumbled on the back of the traveling Bolahel.

Fan hurriedly helped Xiao An to stop her fall, and then asked with great concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing," Xiao An hurriedly waved his hand, "just thinking about something." ”

"What's the matter?"

"It's really nothing," Xiao An bit her lower lip, of course she wouldn't say what she really thought in her heart, she simply changed the subject, "Just thinking about Bolahel." ”

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's so powerful, maybe even stronger than Aunt Lin." Ann whispered.

After hearing this, Fan shook his head and nodded, "That's not going to happen, my mother is not good at fighting after all." And looking at Xiao An, whose eyes still seemed to be focused on Borahel, Fan's heart moved.

"If you like it, I can give you one."

"What?" Xiao An was stunned.

"I said I can give it to you if you like, and if it's loyal enough, I can consider making it as powerful as Borahel, and he'll be good enough to protect you."

"This, I can't ask for this." Xiao An waved his hand again and again, what are you kidding? Is such a terrifying war behemoth used to send?

"It's okay, it's not too precious, and I value your safety more than you."

"This ...... This ......" Xiao An was incoherent, but the mandala snort came immediately, she had already seen a little Xiao An unpleasant, especially the action that she almost fell down before, how did she look like it was deliberate, and her tone was strange at the moment, or vinegar.

"Yo, our leader is really generous, the peak-level Zerg are used to give away people casually, I haven't seen the wooden-like captain of the Van for a few years, and now it seems that he has learned how to flirt with his sister."

Under Mandala's extremely targeted eyes, Xiao An didn't dare to raise her head, and Mandala proudly held up her already exaggerated chest, still staring at her like a demonstrative.

Van frowned tightly, Mandala's tone made him extremely dissatisfied, and he said with a cold face at the moment, "Cramgu belongs to me, who do I want to give my own things with your consent?" ”

"That's not needed, but before you make this decision, do you have to consider your identity as the leader of a distant ancestral tribe? The significance of this giant insect to the tribe is far greater than that of a person, and it is a little inappropriate for 'you' to give it away. Mandala said without the slightest fear, his hands pinched his waist.

With Fan's ability, he could already see that Mandala was clearly deliberately looking for trouble, and since Xiao An appeared, her face had not been better.

"Then what do you mean." Fan suddenly asked rhetorically, for a woman with a character like Mandala, sometimes normal methods may have little effect.

"What's the use of my opinion?" However, Mandala doesn't eat this at all, he may not be Fan's opponent in terms of fighting, but when it comes to bickering, Ten Fan's is not her opponent, "You can even listen to your own promises, and our words are naturally even more useless." ”

And after she finished speaking, she turned to look at Xiao An, "Forgive me for reminding you, what he swore to you today, he may not remember tomorrow, maybe after a night of hangover, he won't even remember who he is." Mandala's yin and yang weird tone obviously meant something, but in the face of her accusation, Fan, who was still a little imposing one moment, suddenly stopped speaking the next moment.

This was the most uncomfortable part for him, he really couldn't remember what he promised Mandala, but judging from the information he received from others, he did promise her that day. Brahma is not the kind of person who promises others and regrets them, and for a person who rarely promises to others, they usually care a lot about that.

"Why don't you speak?" As if grabbing the seven inches of Fan, Mandala smiled extremely proudly, and she knew that Fanhui had nothing to say. And this also indirectly proves one thing, that is, Brahman cares about this.

Mandala's smug smile made Fan a little upset, this woman had been causing trouble for him all the time since she first appeared in his life, and what made him feel helpless was that she was not only the troublemaker, but also saved his life again and again.

Just as Van was distraught, Borahel's voice appropriately diverted their attention, "Dear master, Kramgu has captured the human you have marked, and it has asked me to ask for your opinion. ”

"Oh? Bai Fengao, that old guy, right? Fan raised his eyebrows, "Bring him here, it's time to end this boring farce completely." (To be continued.) )