Lance had only heard of it, but had never seen the [feast] in front of him

Fortunately, as early as when the group of heavy riders were tied together, Lance insisted on letting the two teams of Old John and Vic leave the Colosseum, escorting the rescued old and young people of Gordon Town to leave, so this scene that cannot be easily described in words, only Lance was left to watch silently~

And Cohen Thrace, who was in the bloody heap, was already about to go crazy, who could have known that these twenty or so heavy riders would all turn into fat that the night beasts were biting back and forth in an instant, not to mention, let these heavy riders die half first, and then be entangled, it was Lance who watched everything with cold eyes on the fierce horse. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAt this moment, Cohen Thrace is on the verge of collapse, countless outstretched claws or incomplete fangs, grinding back and forth on the outside of the heavy horse's ghost shield array, every attack, will make the outside of the heavy horse cry in pain, and what is even more desperate is that after the heavy riders finally freed the long rope wrapped around their bodies, they just wanted to reorganize the battle formation again, but the night beasts seemed to have expected all this to happen, and forcibly took each heavy horse out of the formation, two or three night beasts against a frightened heavy horseman, obviously the latter was defeated in isolation~

Lance, just calmly riding on the hunting horse, the eight blue spider silks behind him desperately participated in this feast under the condition that ordinary people could not observe with the naked eye, and in the imprint of the vest, the blue flames filled little by little, even Lance himself was a little surprised, why did he not have any pity at all when he watched these heavy riders being slaughtered by the Night Beasts? Could it really be because of the [fire-absorbing] ability that the tattoo blue passed on to him, so that his heart has changed?

And Pascal, the werewolf beside Lance, is the leader of this [feast], while controlling the battle situation on this side with the language of the Night Beast tribe, he does not forget to provoke Lance at any time

"I said, why don't you let me know your name, otherwise it would be a pity if you were defeated one day under the fangs and claws of my son Liedman or daughter Hurley, and don't die without even a name~", while saying, the mountain werewolf Pascal stuffed the heavy horse corpse sent by several night beasts into his mouth, and ate it without saying a word, although the thin belly had already swelled, but the mountain werewolf still couldn't bear the deliciousness in his mouth, and his greedy heart was too ugly

But Lance isn't necessarily much better

Because wherever the blue spider silk extending from behind it goes, it is continuously transmitting the power of flames to Lance, with the continuous influx of this power, Lance's tired body once again feels a hint of relaxation, and the ability strengthened by the flame slaves is indeed still in a static state, as if the schistosoma sticks to the dead heavy riders will be more comfortable~

After all, there are fewer and fewer enemies in front of you, and in the Colosseum in the flickering lights, there are only four or five heavy riders left who can make a muffled sound, and these heavy riders are not because of their outstanding combat effectiveness, but simply because the liberated night beasts don't want this group of guys to die too quickly~

Although Lance could not understand the lingua franca of the Night Beasts, only the language of the Chameleon tribe, at least Lance could see why

Under the effective command of Pascal, the werewolf of the mountain, only one or two nocturnal beasts died, while the others, whether it was the porcupine who had been pricked with poisonous needles on their backs, the birdmen with mutilated wings, and the half-sheep tribe that closely resembled humans, all joined together and surrounded the five frightened heavy riders for the final part of the feast, which had been enjoyed by the nocturnal beast tribe for hundreds of years

In order for Lance to understand what he was doing, Pascal the werewolf took great pains to use the lingua franca and the language of the chameleon tribe to make Lance hear clearly, at least, Cohen Thrace, who was among the five, had already made the final decision to charge, and he was going to die!

However, since there are half-spider people in the Night Beast tribe, how can these guys be given a chance?

Originally, Cohen Thrace thought that this group of night beasts would suddenly stab in front of him, but suddenly, from among these black and oppressive guys, several sticky spider silk were spewed out, entangled Cohen Thrace and the remaining heavy riders~, which was another disgusting trick, but it did work

Only by tying up this group of guys can we have the final feast~

"Extinguish the lamp on it with blood donation!", Pascal, the werewolf, gave orders to the two birdmen who could still fly at a height, and then began to sing the ancient ballad in his mouth, whether it was used in tribal duels or sacrifices, it was unforgettable~

"The blood of the brave, the thick fog~"

"Come in the night, the dawn is gone~"

"Behemoth, listen silently~"

"Fighting for a hundred years, just have fun~"

"Noble head, separate from the body~"

"Broad wings, no more fluttering~"

"Sharp teeth, break the jungle~"

"Turning into dirt, rotting body~"

.........

As the only human present who was not restricted in their movements, Lance was a little surprised why no Nightcrawler had come to attack him

It wasn't until a half-sheep woman next to her who was wearing almost nothing sniffed Lance that she said, "I didn't expect the hero who saved us to be a hybrid hybrid, haha, do you want to sleep with me and have a little guy?"

Obviously, this woman of the half-sheep clan has gone crazy~

As the song went on and on, all the Nightcrawlers sang along, and the lamps above Lance's head were extinguished one by one, leaving Lance alone to watch the disgusting farce

The half-sheep woman who sniffed Lance just now took off all the leg armor of a heavy rider, and then bit down on the huge thing without saying a word, and the heavy rider couldn't even cry in pain~, only to hear that the woman took out the disgusting thing in her mouth with satisfaction, dangled it in front of everyone, and then swallowed it~

Lance really couldn't understand why the hell was that!?

Is there only one thing left between humans and the Night Beasts to hunt, kill, abuse, and brutalize?

But Pascal the werewolf turned his head and said earnestly to Lance

"It's this heavy rider who made Jessica of the Half-Sheep Clan tossed for days!