Hu Yi sat on the turbulent car body, his bloodshot eyes full of exhaustion, but he couldn't sleep, or he didn't dare to sleep. A Type 03 rifle that still smelled of gunpowder smoke was held in his arms, and in this terrifying other world, the cold body of the gun was the only thing that could make him feel at ease.

It's been four days, it's been four days since he came to this world, and all he sees is grass and grass, endless grass, oh, and demons・・・・・・ since four days ago, after that pillar of light shined, the original demon herd went crazy, they roamed the grassland, hunted everything they could see, and then rushed to the place where the pillar of light appeared with the prey they caught.

Unfortunately, this team of traversers has also been poisoned by this hunting operation. More than 100 people, more than 100 people who came to this world together, and now there are only 30 people left, and those who are left? Heh, into the belly of the devil!

If it weren't for the fact that the soldiers had kept a batch of standard firearms in the hold of the ship ready to be smuggled into Africa, the casualty index would have doubled.

Relying on these guns, a few high-performance cars in the cargo hold at the bottom of the big ship, and the shelter of a Taoist priest, these thirty or so people finally escaped, and then, all the way south!

They have only one goal, all the way south, escape from this grassland, escape from the devil's table, escape, this nightmare!

Rubber tires ran over the soft turf, leaving a deep rut, and a few green blades of grass stuck to the wheels as the pickup truck at 70 mph approached the warm, fertile central part of the continent in the southern steppe.

Closing his eyes and listening to the roar of the four-cylinder diesel engine, he felt a little relaxed by the black tail smoke wafting through the air and the rapid receding scene around him. He is just an ordinary person, although after four days of life and death struggle, he has transformed a lot, but, after all, he is not a professional soldier, and it is impossible to continue to fight without sleep. The nerves that had been tense for four days were a little relaxed at this moment, and the eyelids were a little fighting.

"Xiaohu, are you tired? Heh, I'm tired too. You Nanzhe sat next to him and whispered with his chapped lips. Although his face was a little haggard, he still couldn't hide the soldier's sense of slaughter.

Having lost two comrades-in-arms one after another, there was a hint of sadness in his tone.

He rubbed a heavy M99 sniper rifle, the body and black barrel resting on his shoulder, and several magazines were scattered around him. In the past four days, some of the more piercing monsters have been killed by this M99.

Hu Yi didn't answer, he braced his body, grabbed the handrail of the car body that swayed up and down, and then stood up hard, picked up a high-powered telescope hanging around his neck, and looked at the front of this small team.

Suddenly, the car stopped with a sudden brake, because of the slippery grass and inertia, the car slid out more than ten meters before stopping. Hu Yi's lower abdomen hit a horizontal bar on the front of the car, but he didn't cry out in pain, just stubbornly held on to the churning of his abdomen like a river and a sea, looking at the scene in the distance.

Mountains, snow-capped mountains!

・・・・・・ Zhang Yuan walked in this huge fortress, surrounded by some sundries lying horizontally, which looked very dirty. Under the eaves, some Wind Thunder Fort soldiers in shabby leather armor were sleeping next to each other, long and short weapons laid out in front of them. It's not that they're lazy, it's that the demons attack in the evening and night, and they have to catch up on sleep during the day.

The magnificent carriage slowed ahead, its wooden wheels crushing the ground and raising gray dust, and then some pebbles mixed in with it jumped aside. It's not that Zhang Yuan doesn't want to take the carriage, but because this mobile armor with a total weight of 600 kilograms is worn on his body, if he really wants to get into the carriage, it is estimated that the bottom plate of the carriage will have to be crushed.

A few people wearing 'strange armor' walked on this road, which also attracted some soldiers to watch, and the inky black mobile armor also aroused their curiosity, but no one dared to approach, after all, in front of the lord's carriage, these people followed behind, maybe it was the lord's newly recruited guards, and it was a big crime to provoke a nobleman's guard for no reason.

Zhang Yuan walked slowly, this is a very wide road, the ground is paved with polished and smooth stones, and it has been covered with dust because no one has cleaned it for a long time. The road runs straight through the five gates, leading to the Lord's Mansion at the back of Thunder Castle, which is quite like a Roman avenue. He walked on this road full of medieval style, feeling the heaviness of the ground under his feet, the blue sky, and a few huge marshmallow-like white clouds, which seemed extremely quiet and beautiful.

If there is no war, this is really a good place to take a vacation・・・・・・ Zhang Yuan sighed in his heart.

Ahead was a small camp, a 'field hospital' for wounded soldiers, and a dozen herbalists and priests were treating the wounded soldiers who had fought against the demons. Light spells and potions are applied to the patient's wounds, eliminating negative states such as infection, erosion, and corruption. They were sweating profusely, constantly running back and forth between the wounded, and looking at the crumbling look, they were obviously gritting their teeth.

"Father Barr, my brother, he's dying!" said a young man, weeping to a resting middle-aged priest, dragging the priest to a young man lying on the ground. "Slow down, tell me first, little Ahvash, what's wrong with your brother?" the priest was so tired that he was out of breath, and it took him a long time to breathe.

"Brother, he suddenly had an upset stomach just now, so I went over there to fetch him a bowl of water, and when I came back, he was already like this. The young man twitched the corners of his mouth and pointed to the young man who was lying on the ground and his life and death were unknown.

"Oh, God of Light, poor Rasul, he is hopeless. After giving the young man a cursory examination, Pastor Barr stepped back in astonishment, then shook his head with a sigh.

"Why? The boy was puzzled.

"Because, your brother is infected with the blood line demon worm, and the demon worm is sucking your brother's life force, and I can't do anything about it. Father Barr hung his head and wiped the corners of his eyes sentimentally, obviously not feeling good about watching a life pass away in front of him and not being able to do anything about it.

Hearing this, the young man threw himself on the dying young man and began to cry, and the priest Barr prayed with tears in his eyes. He walked over, pulled the young man up, and then stood beside the young man, and a dazzling ball of light was released from the priest's hand, followed by a crossbow arrow that struck the young man's body and sank into his body. "Ahh Time passed, and a trace of black and red smoke rose above him, it was the purified blood line demon worm. When the black smoke dissipated, he also fell to the ground, his hands and feet cold, his pupils dilated, and he had obviously lost his life.

Except for the two parties present, no one else reacted, and it wasn't my brother who died, I'm sad and fartful?

Zhang Yuan stood in the distance, calmly watching all this, watching the corpse being lifted up indifferently by the two people, thrown aside, and without asking the young man's kindness, he sprinkled hay and directly set it on fire. A man grabbed the young man and didn't let him step forward to extinguish the flames, the flames scattered, black smoke rose into the sky, and the corpse was quickly burned into a pitch-black human-shaped charcoal, and then it was buried by some sand, erasing the last trace in this world・・・・・・ when passing by those soldiers, Zhang Yuan paused, this is the battle between barbaric demons and civilized humans? This is Zhang Yuan's only evaluation of this matter, not what barbarism is? What is the difference between civilized people and barbarians, many people know, but they can't say it, because they don't understand the true meaning of civilization and barbarism.

The difference between a civilized man and a barbarian is that a civilized man holds a knife in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, while a barbarian holds a knife in both hands. Therefore, when a civilized person slashes with a knife with his left hand, he can write 'conquest' with a pen with his right hand. When civilized people are cut down, the pen in the right hand can be written as 'aggression'. And whether a barbarian is cut or chopped, only the corpse can testify, and when the corpse turns into white bones and the white bones turn to ashes, who knows what has happened? Civilized people in your eyes? The so-called civilization and barbarism are just a thin piece of paper separated by the so-called civilization and barbarism. In the face of the same killing, pierce this layer of paper, civilization and barbarism are actually blood-red・・・・・・ but at least civilized people know what is called a fig leaf, what is called to cover up the truth, and what is called fabricating facts, which is why civilization can be above barbarism・・・・・・