Ivita, armed with a broken bow, staggered slowly across the Hanhai grassland. Her body was covered in scars, the most severe of which was on the right side of her hind leg, which greatly affected her movement.

Because of the unique anatomy of the Centaurs, Ivita couldn't see the exact condition of the wound, but she could feel the blood dripping from the wound all the time, staining the verdant grassland a little scarlet.

"I can't fall here, I can't!" the strong centaur girl gritted her teeth to resist the dizziness caused by the blood loss, desperately squeezing the little strength left in her body, and marched in a trance in the direction where the tribe was.

Ivita didn't know how long she had been walking, only that the bright sunlight was fading behind her, and that little by little it appeared in front of her eyes, indicating that a new day had come, and that the fierce battle had already happened yesterday, like a nightmare.

"Ivita, run, go back to the tribe and tell the Patriarch and the Priest of Calanta......" she remembered the words that the leader of the team had shouted as he freed himself from the strangulation of the Withered Vines.

But what to tell my father and Calanta to sacrifice? Before the leader of Sejon could say what was going on, he was wrapped around his neck by the vine by the withered vine.

Evita's heart was filled with irrepressible sadness when she thought of the scene where the leader of Saijon struggled desperately in the entwining of vines, and when she thought of her companions falling one by one in the attack of the blight. Ivita wanted to get on her knees and cry out loud in desperation, but he knew it wasn't the time to vent his feelings. Crying was a waste of energy, and that was what she lacked the most.

Although her physical strength could be recovered by resting and eating, both of which were very luxurious for her.

Even though the area she was in was far from the battlefield, Ivita knew that that didn't mean she was safe. She knew that there were many small blighted monsters chasing after her at this time, and as long as she rested, the monsters would catch up.

That was the case last night. Not long after Ivita closed her eyes (or maybe a long time, our centaur girl couldn't tell the difference) when she was woken up by a shout from Tyka, who was in charge of the sentry.

When Ivita opened her eyes, she found that the nightmarish monsters had once again appeared around her. Although the exact number of monsters is impossible to tell in the dark, it seems that there are at least a dozen or twenty of them. Luckily, none of the pursuers could shoot a large number of pine needles, nor could they strangle with a vine-like body, which gave her and Teka a chance to escape again.

The very serious wound on Ivita's hind leg was accidentally scratched by the claws of a blighted monster that jumped on the hind leg when she escaped that night.

The leader of Cyjon often told Ivita, "Be mindful of what is behind you in battle, and your weapons are more than just a longbow or a sword, but the four hooves under you can sometimes be more effective than these weapons." These words make sense, but our strong centaur girls always forget them when they are nervous.

By the way, and Tekka, Ivita remembered her companion who had survived the battle by the river like her. The shy centaur warrior noticed her injuries that night and offered to divert the pursuers behind him before returning to join her. However, Taika still did not appear, which made Evita's heart full of guilt.

They all died to save me, and I can't give up my life easily! Ivita plucked a purple alfalfa flower and put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly, hoping to get a little nourishment from it.

Ordinary horses may be happy to nibble on the fat pastures that can be found everywhere, but centaurs like Ivita can't do that. Although their bodies are similar to those of horses, their eating habits are closer to those of humans.

Grains, meat, and fruits are common foods on the Centaur table, but grasses like alfalfa are not. Centaurs really can't digest them like real horses.

Ivita licked her shriveled lips and struggled to look into the distance. Although alfalfa flowers do not provide much energy, the few drops of sweet dew hidden in the stamens still shock the spirits of our centaur girls.

All water sources were unsafe now, and she had only sucked a small amount of dew from the blades of grass from the time she had fought by the river.

Unfortunately, even the dewdrops are not always sucked into, they will gradually become smaller in the slowly rising sunlight, and eventually usher in the fate of extinction, just like her confused consciousness at this time.

Although Ivita continued to cheer herself up and pressure along the way, she still felt that she could no longer control this tired body full of scars. When she staggered over a clump of artemisia grass, her feet suddenly slipped and she fell to the ground with a 'poof'.

Immediately after that, her eyes suddenly lost all color, and her consciousness fell into boundless darkness.

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I don't know how long later, there was a sudden sound of rustling through the nearby grass, as if something was constantly approaching her. The voice grew clearer and clearer, and our centaur girl was jolted out of her stupor.

What happened? How do I lie on the ground?Ivita struggled to get up from the ground, but her body was unusually weak at this time, and she didn't recover much strength from the coma, so she tried several times in succession to no avail.

After a few painful breaths, Ivita finally noticed an unusual noise nearby.

What is that? As the swaying of the grass got closer and closer, her mood became more and more tense.

The grass was pushed away, and a little green-skinned guy emerged from it. When the little guy found Ivita, he first shrank back as if he had been terrified. But it didn't take long for it to poke its head out of the grass again, cautiously observing the centaur girl who had fallen to the ground.

It was a goblin with a stick in his hand. The figure of this creature is almost all over the entire main material plane, and the beautiful Hanhai Grassland is naturally not spared. However, this little green-skinned guy is very weak and can't pose much threat to Ivita, and the nervous mood of the centaur girl began to slowly let go.

But after less than a moment of relaxation, Ivita's mood became tense again. It occurred to her that if the enemy was only the one goblin in front of her, it would be no danger, but most of these creatures appeared in groups, and if the number of opponents was ten, or more, it would be a different matter.

Moreover, the goblins in the Hanhai grassland are usually in the service of evil gnolls, and those cruel gnolls are not as easy to deal with as goblins, even if there is only one, they can easily kill or capture the centaur girls who are not in good condition......

"Get out of here, or I'll kill you!" Ivita tried to make her expression and voice as fierce as she could, hoping to scare the other away with a bluff.

But the goblin was not fooled, it watched Ivita repeatedly for a long time, then smiled a little, turned back into the grass, and ran away as fast as he could.

Damn, that goblin must have gone to call his companions!!, Ivita forced herself to get up from the ground, trying to get as far away from the area as possible. But she didn't have long to go, when she was stopped by two gnolls with more than a dozen goblins.

One of the goblins pointed at Ivita with a stick in his hand, and was constantly saying something to the gnolls beside him, with a smug expression on his face that made our centaur girl want to kill him with an arrow.

Unfortunately, the string of the longbow in his hand has long been broken, and it can only be used as a melee weapon for self-defense. Ivita folded her longbow across her chest, ready to fight to the death.

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