All members of the team quickly got to their feet, picked up their weapons and looked into the distance. Unfortunately, although the forest was not large, it blocked their view and they could not see anything at all.

"Beasts have a keen sense of smell, and they are drawn by the smell of blood. Hurry up! The beasts are coming over soon, and there are too few of us to stop them at all!" Although he couldn't see the specific situation, White could also judge the movement from the beasts, and ordered decisively.

To escape, it is not necessary to flee in the direction of the herd, but to avoid the herd from the side, and also to avoid the direction of the tribe, so as not to lead the herd into the tribe. White led the team and rushed out of the woods quickly, running all the way without touching the ground. But two-legged, where can a four-legged one run professionally?

After running for more than ten miles, they heard a beast roar behind them, and it was obvious that a wild beast had already spotted them.

"Oh no, we're being discovered! Sooner or later, we're going to be overtaken by them. Only by running to the Holy City can there be a glimmer of life, and the Holy City has powerful holy warriors, and it is easy to resist the beast herd!"

Thinking of this, White shouted in a hoarse voice: "Brothers, run to the Holy City, only the Holy Warriors can resist the beasts!"

Although White had just become the captain of the team, he had a good relationship with the team. Now as soon as he shouted, everyone followed in the direction of the Holy City. Listening to the roar of the beast approaching behind him, White led the team to run faster, and rushed forward with all his strength regardless of physical strength.

A hundred miles is not far for a giant. But now White feels that the road seems to never be finished.

The speed of the group was getting slower and slower, their feet were numb, and the sound of the beasts behind them was getting closer and closer, as if the next moment they would catch up and devour them all.

Everyone can only count their heartbeats so that they don't feel so tired, otherwise they will be crushed by fatigue and will definitely die. Looking at the somewhat familiar environment around him, the speed of the entire squad was one percent faster, and the Holy City was not far away, just ahead!

It's just that the beasts are obviously better than them in the subject of long-distance running, and there are only a few thousand meters left to bite their butts.

His throat was bleeding for a long time, and White couldn't shout any words of encouragement. It is estimated that the words of encouragement now will not have any effect. Firm belief may be able to break through the limit, but it cannot change the essence of the body, nor can it transform the body.

A wave of desperation followed the herd of beasts, even though the Holy City was not far away. It is impossible for them to outrun the herd, so what is the point of the distance?

They had been supported by that belief in survival, but now that there was little hope, one giant after another fell straight behind White. White didn't look back, he was no longer aware of the outside world, and just ran in the direction of the Holy City with Zuihou's instinct.

After more than a dozen breaths, only White and Solo were left on the road to the Holy City.

Suddenly, a giant warband of about fifty people walked out on the side of the road, and the first two were dressed in milky white armor and robes, showing their noble status.

In the Holy City of the Giants, milky white is generally a special color that can only be worn by clergy and prayer worshippers. If someone else wears it casually, it is a felony if it is discovered!

The man in the milky white armor held a big sword in his hand, looked at White and Zoro who were still instinctively advancing, a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and casually ordered: "Coseph, save them!"

The robe beside him seemed to have been stepped on by the tail, and he scolded directly: "Dris, I am three days older than you! I am your brother! How can you talk to me like that? We are people with status!"

Although he scolded so much, he was not slow at all, and it was a healing technique for White and Solo. ...,

A feeling of comfort came from their bodies, and White and Solo's bodies immediately recovered a little, and their speed jerked up, and they quickly ran past the giants.

"Uh......" Seeing the two people he saved running past him, Coseph hurriedly used the Holy Light Technique to relieve the mental fatigue of the two.

There was a burst of relief in their souls, and it took White and Solo to come to their senses. They immediately stopped, and when they turned around, a group of giant warriors were charging through the herd, leaving only a giant in a milky white robe standing beside them. The two thanked each other, but their faces were not good-looking, because there were only two of them left in the team of thirty people.

I made a brief introduction to each other, and I got to know each other. Being able to get to know the Holy Warrior and the priest, although White and Solo were a little excited, they couldn't dilute the sadness in their hearts.

Cosef looked at the expressions of the two and knew their feelings, so he didn't say much, and stood aside and watched the giant warriors rushing to kill in the herd.

Dris's body glowed with a faint milky white fluorescence, but it was not obvious that he was wearing milky white armor. A great sword was as light as nothing in his hand, but each sword was so powerful that it would die if it was knocked and wounded if it was struck.

This team of giant warriors is obviously not comparable to the team led by White, all of them are powerful, they come and go freely in the herd, and they have almost no power to fight back.

Faced with a one-sided slaughter, the entire herd began to go into disarray. Suddenly, a loud lion roar sounded behind the herd, which not only restored order to the herd, but also boosted the morale of the herd.

Dris, who was fighting in the herd, and Cosef, who was watching from the sidelines, both frowned. Both of them are members of the church, and they are naturally the objects of the church's dedicated training, and they have gone through countless experiences. This holy lion's roar is clearly a variant of a lion beast, a low-level demonic beast horned lion beast.

It has not been a day or two since the beast herd appeared, and they were also responsible for patrolling around the Holy City, but they had never encountered a situation where low-level demonic beasts had mixed into the beast herd, and now low-level demonic beasts finally appeared.

You must know that there is an essential difference between ordinary beasts and monsters. At most, the beasts have a little spirituality, but the demonic beasts have a certain amount of spiritual intelligence, and the top-level demonic beasts are quite intelligent. And the beast fights only with some hand-to-hand combat ability, and the combat power is not very strong. However, because of its innate strong mental power, possession of a magic core, or the acquired promotion to condense the magic core, Warcraft can communicate magic elements and send out simple magic.

"It's nothing that there are more ordinary beasts, it's just that there are low-level demonic beasts now, so ...... in the future" Driss naturally understood the situation in it, and naturally had some worries in his heart.

A huge lion shot out of the herd, and a pair of forepaws went straight to Dris's chest.

Driss had been trained so much as a holy warrior that the lion had just pounced on the herd before he noticed it. This lion is also extraordinary, and he actually attacked when he was worried and distracted.

With the forefoot on the ground a little, Driss easily avoided the horned lion's claws. As soon as the horned lion beast landed, it arched sideways, and the horn on its forehead pierced Dris's waist.