The team soon arrived at Prod, and coincidentally, they had just passed the path that separated El from Tiebei, and he probably looked around and couldn't find the mustache, but that didn't prove that the deputy head of the group wasn't dead, and it wasn't easy to live in this place.

After all, this place is like purgatory on earth, the afterglow of the setting sun is used as the candlelight of the dinner party, and the small square area that has been splashed by the bloody rain is a large pot of minced meat poured with bread, and the minced meat constantly exudes a rich, still fresh smell of blood, teasing the stomach and nasal cavity of passers-by.

The "stage" has completely become the devil's table.

Before the demon could come to the feast, the large procession quietly passed through Prod, where there was almost nowhere to stay, so they could only grit their teeth and follow the people in front of them to trample the corpse. In the process, there is a pop from time to time, and then there is usually a scream that is extinguished as soon as it starts, and every time this sound appears, everyone knows that someone has slipped and fallen.

Compared with these two occasional sounds, the other one is a little unscrupulous, that is the sound of vomiting, in the face of this kind of scene, except for a small number of gods who are particularly big or indeed old mercenaries who have experienced too much blood, the vast majority of people vomit.

They walked along the way, not only trampling the corpses in their passing, but also adding some vinegar to the demons that had not yet appeared, which in some ways could be regarded as a remedy for their impolite behavior of trampling on other people's food.

Prode's bloody battle may have stopped at this terrifying sight, in such a place, you have to stagger forward when you walk, how can you talk about charging into battle?

Among the people who vomited, Al was also included, but he was ruthless in his heart, blessed himself with courage, and swallowed it back vigorously. Just kidding, he bled so much, he pointed to the disgusting thing in his stomach to live, and then vomited it, he might as well just go on the spot and wait for death.

He was also really panicked in his heart, but he was disgusted and scared to the extreme, and he was relieved, especially after swallowing a few mouthfuls of sour things that were about to turn into, his mood was surprisingly calm, and he even felt a little funny suddenly. More than ten days ago, he was still worried about whether he would understand the eyes of the maid by mistake, and in the blink of an eye, he actually appeared in such a place, and tried in vain to snatch the incarnation angel from the hands of hundreds of people who licked blood with knives.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously cracked his mouth and smiled like a ghost.

It's as if this "Prod flesh and blood poured bread" feast is waiting for the diners.

If it weren't for the guidance from others, he really didn't realize his expression.

Suddenly, they passed through Prod and continued westward at an unabated pace.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and after less than half an hour, the night will fall, and the two sides of the team suddenly run in reverse direction to two people, all the way to the end, and then after a short while, the various "levels" around have been lit one after another, the fire is swaying, the closer to the front of the team, the more dense the torches, like the pendant of an orange-red necklace.

The light of the fire can dispel the coming darkness and bring warmth to people on an autumn night, but not only did Al not feel the slightest warmth in his heart, but also had a very bad premonition.

If, according to common sense, night falls, then even if the two women were in front of them, they would have been given a night's respite, and by the time dawn came, they would have already run away. But he, seeing that it's getting dark, why didn't Hawkback not only not let people find a place to rest and set traps, but also lit so many torches?!

The doubts in his heart were soon answered by the chatter that had spread from the front, and the gamble made by Prod was completely settled, and he won, but the uneasiness in his heart multiplied countless times!

- A lonely figure was found in the southwest of the team, and if you look at her figure from a very long distance, you can tell that it is a very graceful and tall woman!

Then the procession, frightened by the Prode's feast, boiled over instantly, and almost at the same time, the behemoth's head began to change direction.

Could it really be her? But why? How could she be in that position when the army had already passed Prod? How could she be in that position? How could she go south alone?!

Al looked at the western sky, his gaze beyond the beautiful red glow, and pointed directly at the messenger who brought light to the world, it was grinding and half-obscured, and it was as beautiful as a fairy, but he found that he had a deep disgust and hatred for it at this moment!

Its grinding killed the real angels!

The sentinel had already bitten the target, and the team quickly completed the turn, and the speed increased, and he was immediately caught up by the small group of female mercenaries, and then I don't know which one said, "Good dog doesn't get in the way, get out of the way, dead lame!" The words were vulgar, but it was a female voice, and then he was pushed, and crashed into another person gorgeously.

Al's consciousness hadn't jumped out of those questions yet, and he was completely caught off guard, so he involuntarily pushed forward with his hands in a panic, trying to grab something and gain a foothold, but he grabbed two soft things that should have been wrapped in chain mail, and was stunned for a moment, only to be pushed back hard by their owners, and fell to the ground in a more gorgeous posture.

The neat column began to get out of order, no, all the people of the hunting party ran up and broke away from the group, they were going to arrest the woman!

At the moment before Al was about to fall, in addition to seeing these, he also took note of the appearance of the two women who pushed him down, in order to see more and remember deeply, he paid the price of landing on his face, the whole face instantly seemed to be splashed with hot water, it hurt hotly, he wanted to get up immediately and catch up, but he was trampled down by the one behind who didn't know who was kicking, and then the next foot, the next one......

In the end, if it weren't for the power of the Storm and the Awoken, he might even have been trampled to death!

The fire dispersed, and the ban on only entering and not allowing out was dissolved, not only the hunting party, but everyone ran, and the team instantly fell apart, scattered and ran, turning into a large net, covering the sky in front of it, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost gone.

Al limped up, too, and within a few steps, the pain in his body reminded him to chase the raging tide in this way, only to drown himself in it, and end up with a corpse at the bottom of the sea. But now he just can't take care of this situation, he can only stare at the little flickering fire in the darkness ahead, desperately chasing, chasing and chasing, tripped under his feet, and fell again, this time even the storm broke off.

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