"Lu Chong, I order you now, give me death!"

The cold sound is reminiscent of the executioner's sharpening of his knife.

Meng Xiwang said all this calmly.

No typos, just such a direct order: give me death!

And in the face of this order, Lu Chong's reaction was...

"I see, please take care of my wife and children for me!"

Calm like a robot, Lu Chong decisively handed the package full of food to Xiao Shao, almost without any hesitation to prepare to carry out this order.

The best way to escape from the demon is to use one person to get its attention, and then the rest of the people leave in the other direction.

The death of one out of three people is simply too cost-effective compared to the death of all three people, or the involvement of the tribe.

Meng Xiwang thought so, Lu Chong... That's what I think, too.

He walked with steady steps, sparse and ordinary as if walking to the cave**.

Looking at his back, Meng Xiwang's eyes were full of unwavering...

I've been used to this kind of thing for a long time.

Xiao Xiao gritted his teeth, although he was indignant in his heart, he did not do anything to stop it.

yes, I'm used to it.

A single life has no meaning in this world.

In this rotten world, life is not quantity at all.

Any living thing can only survive in a racial unit.

"Any last words?"

obviously pushed his companion to death with his own hands, but Meng Xiwang was calm, as if he was sending him on vacation.

"I believe in you! lead our tribe alive!"

Without looking back, Lu Chong took the first step out of the cave and went in the opposite direction of the tribe, urging all the True Elements to run wildly.

The demon seemed to be wounded, and several wounds on its body were bleeding.

That means it doesn't move too fast, but that doesn't mean it's not brutal.

As soon as it saw the deer rushing, it let out the roar of a beast, and the black whirlwind pounced on the prey that suddenly appeared with the breath of death.

Even though I ran with all my might, the distance was still pulled in at an astonishing speed.

It's not an escape for survival, it's a run for the race to survive.

There is no chance of survival at all in this mission.

"Uhh!!h

With the claws of dead light, he tore open Lu Chong's back, and the blood was sprayed as worthless as water in a river!

"It's !! now"

The deer that fell to the ground roared wildly with his last breath.

After getting the information, Meng Xiwang, who had been prepared for a long time, took Xiao Xiao and immediately ran in the direction of the tribe as fast as he could!

In the distance, the figures of the two are getting farther and farther away.

In front of him, the beast was still tearing at its body, as effortlessly as destroying a piece of tofu.

Breaking hands and feet like breaking dead branches, cutting the belly with ease like butter, and pulling the entrails roared happily, like a child playing with a toy that had been hard to get.

Lu Chong gradually lost consciousness.

From beginning to end, when he had spare strength, Lu Chong did not resist the atrocities of the demons against him at all!

Even if you die, you can't resist!

This is the iron law of survival in this world.

When people face a strong enemy, they will always say: resist, even if you die, you will break off their two teeth... Various.

But, this is in the case of a chance to win.

Even if it's just very slim, you have to have a chance of winning to say that.

Demons, above are the Tianyi clan, the totem clan and the god clan.

If you resist, what if you hurt the demons?

Hurting, or even killing a demon-like head by luck, may make all the tribes within a radius of tens of millions of kilometers in this large area be identified as hostile forces by the three major invading races!

When the time comes, it will be the destruction of tens of millions of tribes!

One demon can still annihilate dozens of tribes.

If you kill one, what about ten next time? 100? 1,000? or...

What about a Celestial Wing? A Totem Clan... Or...

What about the gods having a thought about us [going to die]?

There is no point in crusading against just one or a few demons.

Resistance will only advance extinction.

We are inferior creatures, and even if they die, they cannot resist.

Looking forward to the salvation of the strong?

The powerhouses of the continent are still short of strength to deal with the invasion of the gods, how can they have time to take care of us inferior creatures?

"It's... Awful ...... The world... This world... Who would... I want to..."

The deer rushed into the great pain of being torn apart, and slowly lost consciousness.

Looking at Lu Chong, whose body was broken, Meng Xiang in mid-air couldn't help but be stunned.

As a strong man so far, Meng Xiang has never experienced the life of a weak person.

And the scene in front of him, the picture of the body being torn into meat sauce in just two or three seconds, is a true portrayal of the weak.

To me, a single fist can sweep away tens of billions of trash fish, and in the eyes of mortals, even a single injured and lone one is a threat to the extinction of a tribe... No, it should be a natural predator.

It's just a mortal...

This is memory, Meng Xiang is just a bystander, what he can do is just a bystander, no matter what, he can't change the reality that has been shaped.

...

"I'm back. ”

At the entrance of a small cave halfway up a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, Meng Xiwang walked in with Xiao Wu.

The gentle call made hundreds of old and weak women and children in the cave rush over as if on a pilgrimage.

Because they saw a huge bag in Xiao Xiao's hand.

Needless to say, it must be food, and it looks like there's a lot of it.

"Xiao Xia, you go to the room and assign it. Meng Xiwang said calmly.

Xiao Chou is different from Ah Chou, he is a taciturn child, and he may still be immersed in Lu Chong's death and did not come back to his senses, he just nodded and left.

This is a small cave, covering an area of about two acres, but it is crowded with more than 500 people.

Although the environment is very poor, it is indeed the best gathering place that Meng Xiwang has found since he led this tribe.

The cave at the zenith is flooded with dirty water contaminated with mud and blood all year round, so there is no need to worry about the water source.

The cave is also very hidden, and as long as you don't deliberately die, you won't be at risk of being discovered.

The mountains are very large, the caves are very deep, and the huge mountains themselves can also withstand the aftermath or stray bullets generated by some strong people when they fight... At least it looks like it can resist.

Of course, this mountain seems to be a magnetic mine, and such a thick mountain can at least shield the perception of demons, which is the biggest advantage.

Meng Xiwang led this tribe, and they have been living here for two years, and everyone is very happy.

Yes, it's been fine for two years, and after such a long period of stability, it's a good thing to make other tribes envy a dislocated jaw.

"Hmm..."

There was some pain in the heart.

Meng Xiwang couldn't help but cover his chest, his face was bitter.

It's not that there's something wrong with the heart, it's psychological, as if something is about to be uncontrollable, and in my heart, it seems that something has broken free.

I have to go back to my room.

Thinking about it, seeing that the people of the tribe were gradually dispersed, Meng Xiwang, who was relieved, walked towards his cave.

"Patriarch, patriarch!"

At this moment, a cheerful girl's voice sounded like a nightingale.

Following the sound, I saw a girl about six or seven years old, who was still a little difficult to walk, walking towards her.

"Patriarch Meng, where is my father? Where is my father? Jingjing misses him, why didn't you see him?"

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