The next day, the weather was clear, and not a single cloud was visible in the blue sky.

In the words of the lizardman guides, it was a typical "desert day".

Pan Long and the others left their guides in the camp, and the seven of them changed into full combat attire and headed to the ruins of the city.

Six agents who didn't know whether to count as professional or amateur formed a standard battle formation: walking in front with a large horn of a large black shield as tall as a human being, ready to use their shields or even their bodies to fend off attacks for their companions, followed by an electric snake with a riot shield in their left hand and a pistol in their right hand, separated from the left and right, enough to block both sides.

About three or four steps behind them, Franke followed suit with a long and short sword, her usual smile was grim at the moment, her eyes were full of murder, and she was ready to fight at any time

A little behind, Turin in front and Anhill behind, one holding a black wooden wand and the other holding a talisman stick, although they looked very serious and serious, but at a glance they knew that the two of them had limited combat power and could only be used as a support.

Last at the end was Rangier, who was armed with a large black bow, and the old lizardman had a sharp eye, constantly scanning the surroundings, holding an arrow in his left hand, and could shoot the bow as fast as he could at any time.

They were obviously trained in normal times, and the front and rear positions were just right, so that no matter who was attacked, the others could rush to support as soon as possible.

When he saw them put on this formation outside the city, Pan Long suddenly gained some confidence.

It's probably from 50 percent to 51 percent.

It's not that he looks down on people, but he really doesn't think that this group of people can help him much when facing that big monster.

Don't look at them all armed and serious, but in terms of combat effectiveness...... Pan Long felt that if he fought seriously, as long as he was not careless, the sum of these six might not be able to last in front of him for a minute.

This is not his bragging, just look at the shield of the big horn.

The shield will never be stronger than the stone paved in the fortress......

Pan Long had the intention to go to the front by himself, but after thinking about it, he gave up this plan.

His body was too heavy, and if there was no one in front of him to explore the way, it was easy to step on the weathered and rusted floor and fall straight into the city.

The city, called "Skolap", may seem to have only two floors from the outside, but in fact everything below the ground level is empty - its main structure is actually underground, strictly speaking, it is actually an oversized armored vehicle, and the ground part is only incidental.

The monster with only many crimson tentacles should live inside the city, and I don't know what it eats to survive its size.

Pan Long was a little curious.

In the world of Kyushu, there are indeed wonderful creatures that "eat and drink dew" or "swallow gold and chew iron". Grandfather Pan Shou once said that when he was young, he went to the Jincheng defense line and saw a demon beast chew and eat a soldier in iron armor and even human armor.

Maybe this big monster is the same type.

Eating metal, or eating sand, is nothing more than these two possibilities.

...... After all, there is nothing else to eat here except metal and sand.

Whether it eats metal or sand, none of the monsters that can eat these kinds of things are easy to deal with.

Pan Long slowly took a deep breath and adjusted his state to make sure that he could attack with all his strength at any time.

After a few more moments, Rangier suddenly shouted, "Stand back!

Everyone took a few steps back, and then the ground cracked violently, and a crimson tentacle came out of the ground, almost clinging to the shield of the big horn, and rushed into the sky like a drill.

The face under the mask of the big horn was suddenly covered with cold sweat, and he was just one step away from being hit by this guy.

That tentacle is thicker than his legs, and if you get drilled by this thing, you will be crippled if you don't die!

He didn't think he was tough enough to stand up to this.

The agents of "Zion" were indeed elite, and although the incident happened in a hurry, they launched a counterattack less than half a second later.

The electric snake's pistol fired first, and there was no explosion of the gunpowder weapon, just a slight sound, and streamers flew out of the muzzle and landed on the red tentacles, each shot could make a finger-sized hole, although it was not obvious how deep it was for the time being, but there was a gray-red liquid flowing out of it.

Then, Franke bent over, as if his body was so weak as to have no bones, that he shuttled between the two heavily armored operators, and the slender saber in his left hand, which seemed to be an ornament, suddenly brightened up like red-hot steel.

With a wave of her hand, the dagger cut a long wound on the thick tentacles, and the wound was charred black, but the flesh and blood were scorched, and even blood could not flow.

She was about to hurry up and increase her results when Rangier yelled again: "Retreat!

The three of them did not hesitate to retreat, not daring to have the slightest love fight.

In just a second or two, the ground where they had been standing was torn apart, and another tentacle came out of the ground.

The tooth-wrenching sound of metal tearing and the rumble of a building collapsing was incessant.

In the middle of these voices was Rangier's old but angry shout: "Retreat! All retreat! Anhill retreats to the end, Turin prepares a spell, Big Horn goes to guard the back road, Electric Snake and Franke are on alert, with the old man as the center, everyone retreats!"

Everyone was under his command, even the titular captain, Bighorn.

The only one who didn't listen to his orders was Pan Long.

As soon as he saw the tentacles appear, Pan Long took a deep breath and bowed down to prepare to charge.

Last time he was not strong enough and couldn't see it. Now that he is much stronger, his senses are much sharper. As soon as the tentacle appeared, he immediately realized that the other party was not a mere "giant beast" at all, but something far more dangerous and terrifying than ordinary beasts or demon beasts.

To deal with such a thing, it is not enough to use all the strength, and it is necessary to blast out the whole body strength in three punches and two kicks in order to have any hope of victory.

He was charging in the back, and the operators of "Zion" in front were in a bitter battle.

Although they reacted quickly and had no problem coping with it, the power of those tentacles was just too great!

Big Horn was going to go to the back to help defend the back road, but after only two steps, he saw the tentacle that appeared behind him tear through the house next to him, whistling and sweeping over.

He didn't have time to dodge, so he could only half-crouch down, put the giant shield in front of him, and used his body as a support to try to block this blow.

With a bang, he flew out with a shield, smashed a rusty wall, and crashed into the next room.

Anhill exclaimed in surprise and hurried to help. As a result, before he took a step, he was dragged by Turin's clothes.

"Wait a minute!" exclaimed Turin, "I'll distract it!"

As she spoke, she waved her wand, and a ball of flame rose from the tip of her wand, flying out like a viper with a screeching sound, right in the middle of the tentacle that sent the big horn flying.

The tentacle was immediately attracted to attention and turned in this direction.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Anhill rushed into the room with a rolling belt, hugged the big horn who was still lying on the ground and coughed repeatedly, and couldn't care about the shield anymore, dragging him and running out.

On the other side, the electric snake's pistol was like an infinite number of bullets, constantly firing streamers, and with Franke's red-hot thin sword, the two joined forces to stop a tentacle chasing them.

The tentacle flicked and flicked, and each blow could destroy at least one wall, and the solid metal wall was almost like papier-mâché in front of it. If you are hit, unless it is really a steel and iron bone, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

But Electric Snake and Franke used their acumen to the extreme, and the two of them jumped up and down, dodging its attacks again and again. Not only did it not get hit, but it was even able to repeatedly seize opportunities and add wounds to it.

A gunshot wound was enough, and Franca's sword only needed to be slashed once, and it was a deep cut. After a few slashes, there were already several miserable wounds on the tentacle, and gray-red liquid flowed all over the ground, and the movements became sluggish.

At this moment, Rangier, who was sitting in the rear, shouted: "Retreat!"

The electric snake immediately retreated, but Franca did not immediately carry out the order.

She saw that this tentacle was about to be cut off, and wanted to seize the opportunity to cut two more swords, cut off this tentacle and then retreat.

But after a moment's delay, the ground around her collapsed, and tentacles stretched out from the ground one after another, enclosing her in the middle.

Franca's face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly rushed out. Finally, he reacted quickly and acted flexibly enough, and rushed out before the tentacles could close in, but he was doused by a lot of gray-red liquid, and a large area of red was on his head and body.

She had only rushed out a few steps, and was about to fight back, when her face changed suddenly. Lost voice screamed: "Poisonous!"

Before she could finish speaking, she had fallen straight down, her whole body stiff as a stake.

Fortunately, the electric snake arrived in time, put away the gun, hugged her, carefully avoided the gray-red liquid on her body, and hurriedly retreated.

The loud noise continued, and the ground, walls, and houses in front of them were constantly shattered by the huge tentacles, and the metal shards were whipped by them, whistling and flying everywhere in the air, just like stray bullets on the battlefield.

The electric snake blocked it with a riot shield, and all that could be heard was the banging sound on the riot shield. The powerful force shook her arms slightly, and she couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in her heart.

Just a few shards splattered from the edge of the attack were powerful enough to rival the attacks of ordinary psionics. Such a terrifying power is simply unheard of!

And that's just a few tentacles of the beast. The main body of its body hasn't even appeared in front of everyone!

No wonder the city was abandoned in the first place, such a big monster, let alone a long time ago, even now, no matter which city it appears in, there will only be one result, that is, the city was abandoned, and people scattered for their lives.

In her experience, it was simply impossible to fight such a giant beast!

As a Heavy Operator, she has no small strength, even if she holds Franca in her right hand and a shield in her left hand, she still walks like a fly.

But the tentacles are faster!

With the sound of the whistling wind, a tentacle jerked over.

A sharper wind sounded, and long black arrows pierced the air and struck it first. And immediately after being shot, it exploded, turning into a ball of flames.

The tentacle's attack was stopped, and the electric snake seized the opportunity, yelling "don't touch the liquid on her" and threw Franca backwards.

The current situation can no longer allow her to retreat.

Turin waved his wand, and the wind converged in the air and turned into a cushion, catching Franca. Then Anhill opened the medicine box he was carrying, took out the disinfectant potion from it, and threw it at her face, neck, and arms...... Anyway, where the red liquid was splashed, it was poured on it.

Although the situation is urgent, this lop-eared rabbit young man who looks a little sissy has a straight look, and his movements are not slow at all, as if he is in a hospital operation, and he is not in a hurry.

Turin, on the other hand, was very embarrassed, she used a spell to lure away a tentacle in order to cover Anhill and Bighorn, and then the tentacle targeted her and chased her all the time.

Thanks to her short stature and crawling, she was able to dodge its attacks, and until now she was all bearded and tailed.

But just now, she cast a spell to catch Franca, her movements slowed down, and she was immediately found by the tentacles chasing her.

The tentacle shrank slightly, then stretched out like a spear thrust, and stabbed straight at her.

The big horn, who had just been dragged back by Anhill for treatment, roared angrily, took a piece of metal wall that temporarily served as a shield, and slammed it into the tentacle from the side, knocking it slightly crooked, grazing Turin's body and flying over.

Turin, who had picked up a life, turned white and hurriedly dodged aside.

On the other hand, the electric snake is also in mortal danger.

One tentacle blocked her path from behind, and the other approached from the front. Even though she shot again and again, wounding her tentacles one after another, she could not stop it.

Seeing it getting closer and closer, it was almost in front of it. The electric snake sighed and covered its head and face with a riot shield to minimize damage.

But she knew it wasn't really much use.

After a few seconds at most, the two tentacles will force her together, and she will squeeze out all the flesh and blood of her body like a chef squeezing shrimp, and she will die a horrible death.

"At least...... Franka was saved......"

Faced with impending death, she muttered to herself.

At that moment, a loud shout came from behind.

Pan Long had been accumulating his strength, trying to unleash the strongest attack possible. But when he saw that someone on his side was about to be killed, he couldn't help but shoot in advance after all.

He let out a loud shout, and his speed suddenly increased, but the ground under his feet was undamaged, as if his whole body had lost his weight, and he rushed forward.

Like a bolt of lightning, he rushed over before the two tentacles merged, blocking in front of the electric snake, and punched the oncoming tentacle with a straight punch.

There was a loud bang, and the entire tentacle stiffened the moment it was hit by him, and then shrank back all at once.

More than one person could clearly see that the tip of the tentacle had left a deep fist mark at the point where it had been hit, and with the fist mark as the center, countless cracks were spreading in all directions, like the marks of a stone being smashed.

The cracks spread and soon spread everywhere, and the tentacle shrank halfway to it, and could no longer hold it up, and began to split from the tip, and the gray-red liquid gushed like a fountain.

A dull roar came from underground, and all the tentacles retracted at once.

"Good ability!" Bighorn gasped and complimented.

"Let's go!" shouted Rangier, "get out of the city!"

Everyone hurriedly retreated, and this time Pan Long deliberately stayed at the end.

He felt that the thing in the ground would not let them go easily.

Sure enough, before they could reach the edge of the city, they heard a loud thunderous noise, and in front of them was probably the center of the city, the ground completely exploded, and a huge body slowly rose.

It was a huge monster with eight tentacles and a spherical body. It looks like an octopus, but ...... Who has ever seen an octopus this big? Who has ever seen an octopus in the desert?

Pan Long was on guard, but the huge octopus did not immediately catch up, but just shook its tentacles in place, constantly emitting a low, dizzying roar.

With these roars, the previous injuries on its body healed quickly, and even the tentacle that was broken by Pan Long's punch was growing rapidly, and it didn't take long to grow back to its previous appearance.

"This ...... Can this guy recover?" Bighorn exclaimed, "How can you fight then!

But something even more terrifying is yet to come.

When the beast rose from the ground, it waved its tentacles and formed strange patterns in the air.

Thunder suddenly rang out in the sky, and it continued.

Everyone looked up in surprise, only to see that the originally clear sky was quickly overcast. I don't know where the dark clouds came from all directions, completely obscuring the sun.

It was a sunny morning, but the sky was as gloomy as the evening.

Looking at the hell weather, and then at the huge and numbing beast, everyone's faces were ugly.

Rangier's scaly face had turned completely blue, and he said angrily, "Who gave the information? The old man is going to be killed this time!"

"What's that?" The masked Horn was probably the only one in the crowd who "didn't change his face", and he was even in the mood to joke, "I think if I could stew it, all of Zion would be able to eat it for months......"

"That's heaven...... Spirits from beyond the sky. Turin's voice trembled with a cry, "Legend has it ...... They are gods...... Messenger of God. ”

"What is there to fear from the messenger of God! We are neither angels nor demons, it has nothing to do with it!"

"Biography...... Legend, Spirit ...... Psionic energy, just ...... That is, it...... They, with ...... ......Turin stammered, but the meaning was finally understood.

This time, at last, even Bighorn couldn't speak.