Inside Williams Farm, an irritable middle-aged white man is angrily putting on body armor, his face has obvious wrinkles, as if he has been exposed to the sun for a long time, his thick neck is swollen with angry breathing, and after putting on body armor, he walks out quickly with a shotgun.

Seeing this, a few people not far away hurriedly ran over to grab him and dissuade him: "Refit, don't be impulsive, be sensible, that crow is too dangerous." ”

Red-necked Refitt yelled, "Reason, how can you make me reasonable?" He continued to walk forward regardless of the situation. I've had enough of these damn ravens that hurt little potter and killed all your sheep, and now the fucking dare to kill my horse!

Now that we've tried to repel it with salt bullets, what are we doing here? ”

While he was pulling and pulling, suddenly, there was a "bang" in the distance... Bang bang" three firecrackers-like sounds. Several people's faces were happy, and Refitt spoke: "Someone has come to save us, hurry up and go to the rendezvous together." As he spoke, he called out to his son, Porter, and walked towards the place where the gunshots had come from. Seeing this, the other three had no choice but to go with them.

When I walked out the door, I found that the thick fog that had shrouded the farm had not yet lifted, and a figure with a gun was slowly approaching in the distance.

Even though there was only one person who came to help, the people trapped on the farm were still excited. Since the appearance of the dense fog 5 days ago, they have lost all contact with the outside world, trying to get out through the fog, and every time they inexplicably walk back on their own.

The next day, three strange crows began to appear, constantly harassing and attacking the trapped people. The crow was like a messenger from hell, and several of them used shotguns to fight back, and the bullet hit as if it was in the air. They resisted the crow's scratching, and tried to catch the crow with their bare hands or with a net, but in vain, and if it weren't for the scars on their bodies, they would have thought that they were collectively hallucinating.

From the third day onwards, the three crows, who were still a little thin, reappeared, and became stronger than before, and several of them would be caught in thick clothes, and Lefitt's son Little Potter was even more surrounded by several crows, and almost pecked out his eyes. In a hurry, Reffett shot with a salt bullet, trying to use the short time of the crow's blur to get little Porter out of trouble, but he found that the salt bullet could also play a little role when the crow was blurred, although it couldn't kill those monsters, but at least it could be repelled.

Five people were stationed in the farm warehouse with two shotguns and more than 60 rounds of salt bombs, and their lives were temporarily out of danger.

Seeing that they had a means of defense, the crows began to attack the livestock on the farm, and as time went on, they seemed to grow in strength, and they were able to kill the lambs, then grab them and throw them at the door of the warehouse.

After everyone was trapped for a few days, they were in a state of panic at any time, although some of them did not starve to death, but they completely lost contact with the outside world, and they did not know how long they would be trapped. Occasionally, the crows would enter the warehouse through the glass when they let their guard down, and occasionally smash bloody livestock carcasses at the door of the warehouse, as if to lure the humans inside to come out to collect food, and as if to spread fear and shock.

Five days passed, and the trapped people began to lose heart, and the most grumpy Refett couldn't hold back his inner emotions, and kept shouting to rush out and die with those damn birds. At this time, when they finally saw someone coming through the fog, everyone was like a believer who saw Jesus come to earth, excitement, joy, hope, and all kinds of emotions burst out from their hearts.

Old Williams followed behind Refitt and walked excitedly towards the figure in front of him, and as the bureau drew closer, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt the "savior" in front of him, and when he could finally see the face of the person who came, he fixed his eyes. Oh, my son...

Dry! What kind of sin did I create, I was trapped in the fog, and it wasn't enough to be attacked by monsters, and now my son also took the initiative to send it to the door, and now the family is neat.

The two groups soon converged. Luke's parents saw his injured arm and didn't bother to ask about the outside world at the moment, so they pulled his arm up to check the wound. Seeing this, Refit and the others were too embarrassed to ask, and the group returned to the farm warehouse.

At this time, the people trapped on the farm are: Luke's parents, Mason. Williams, Lillian. Williams, Tom Williams, a hired hand at Williams Farms. Hardy, and the Refitt father and son from the farm next door.

After a few people returned to the warehouse, the most irritable Refitt couldn't help but ask: "Little Luke, what's going on outside, why can't we get out, did you come in by yourself, is there anyone else outside?" The flurry of questions left Luke at a loss for a moment which one to answer.

He sorted out his thoughts and told everything he knew. After learning that the outside police were already trying to save them, several people present were visibly relaxed, but after hearing that no one else outside could make it through the thick fog, and only Luke was the only one to enter, they became visibly disappointed. Mrs. Williams was distressed and moved, and whispered to Luke for being too impulsive and putting herself in danger.

After the greetings and Q&A session, Luke also basically grasped the current situation. "So the biggest threat to us right now is the crows," he said. ”

Refitt replied in frustration: "Yes, they are like messengers from hell, no matter what method is used, they can't be killed, only salt bombs can block a little." ”

Luke raised an eyebrow and said with a slight flirtation, "They're not immortal, I killed one when I first came in, and now there should only be two crows." ”

Several people looked at Luke in surprise, a little incredulous.

Little Potter, who was most hurt by the crows, looked at Luke adoringly and said, "Really, Brother Luke, how did you kill those hairy monsters?" ”

Luke raised the shotgun in his hand, the spiritual energy poured down with his mind, covering the entire gun body by the way, he urged slightly, the spiritual energy attached to the gun body began to stir thunder and lightning and flames, as Luke urged the more spiritual energy came, the thunder and fire attached to the gun extended and roared, and the dazzling light tore through the darkness in the warehouse, like a red snake churning in the air.

Looking at this extraordinary scene in front of them, several people present were stunned, and Little Potter asked in an exaggerated tone, "Brother Luke, are you Thor?" ”

After Luke showed his ability, he put away his psionic energy, let the thunder fire subside, touched little Porter's head, and said with a smile: "Of course not, I just had a little adventure some time ago." ”