The giant rats were probably completely enraged, seeing us rushing forward, did not lurk under the sand again, only to see them suddenly open their bloody mouths, revealing the bright bloodthirsty fangs, the roar accompanied by a strong fishy smell came out of the big mouth, rushing to the face, the sound was so loud that not only shocked our running figure slightly sluggish, but also brought the yellow sand all over the ground to fly and rise, deducing a good desert lonely smoke, bloody battlefield atmosphere.

Hearing that roar, we don't know where the guts came from, and we don't know why we did it. They all opened their mouths and roared back, and for a while, the roars of people and rats, wave after wave, shook the sea of sand as if it had been boiled by high temperature.

Bullets flew, and in the midst of the unbridled light of knives, the giant rats stood up one after another and attacked them. When everyone saw it, it was a lie to say that they were not shocked, but the matter had come to this point, and it was useless to think about it, and the guns that had been shot with bullets were thrown, and each of them copied the knife and then ran, jumping up, the knife fell in his hand, the cold light splashed, and in the dust in the sky, the blue light suddenly appeared.

Crimson blood, whether it belonged to humans or giant rats, was sprinkled like a curtain, and both humans and rats had fallen into madness.

One after another flashes of knife light, a figure was hit by the fist of the giant rat and spit blood and flew away, one behemoth after another fell to the ground, one after another, and the unwilling angry cry sounded before death!

At that moment, death seemed to have become something outside the body, and anyone who didn't feel that he was being hit would not hesitate to use all his strength to look at the giant rat, and the blood splattered out of his face was hot, painful, and painful. However, there is nothing stopping us from killing the giant rat.

The heavens and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon were without light, and the firefly-like creatures in the sky couldn't help but converge their own fluorescence because of such a battle.

The blood-stained battlefield, the corpses are all over the field, and the figures of everyone jumping and slashing are like meteors sliding from the sky, alternating vertically and horizontally, endlessly.

Time paled pale, death seemed to turn into a series of real illusory lights and shadows standing in the battle circle, and the still alive stepped on the ground and stopped moving, slashing at its companions who could still stand.

Minute by minute, the eyes blinded by the endless blood, and can only vaguely see the partners fighting together around him, are gradually decreasing. I could only vaguely feel that more than a dozen giant rats had been damaged.

No one had the time to wipe the blood off their faces, until two figures leaping into the air, stepping through the void, decisively slashing the last giant rat covered in scales, and after we couldn't find the target, someone began to stop almost prostration.

My eyes can't see anything, my hands and feet have completely lost their sense of existence, and the short knife in my hand seems to be fused into one, and I can't put it down!

I heard people talking, people laughing maniacally, and people wailing hoarsely for their fallen comrades.

I remained motionless until a broad palm rested on my shoulder, and I unconsciously followed the man's movements, as if black and white were leading me towards Endless Purgatory.

The rest of the time, for me, was almost a flash, the blood on my face was wiped dry, the blood on my clothes had coagulated, and I had to take it off. Little by little, things in front of me regained clarity. (To be continued......)