Just as Su Hao was planning to learn more about the situation, a scream of horror and panic came from outside the wooden house.

"They, they're here."

"It's a mutant god, we're done."

"Go and get the weapons, you must block them"

Su Hao opened the door and happened to meet the old priest Salam Saaka, who wanted to push the door in, his face full of fear and despair. He swallowed his throat and pointed his trembling fingers at the dilapidated wooden fence not far away. There was no trace of blood on his pale face. He shouted in anger: "Yes, yes...they... will kill us..."

Following Salam Saaka's guidance, Su Hao saw dozens of shadows that were jumping rapidly in the mountains and forests.

To be precise, there are thirty-three. The ones who rushed to the front were a group of agile mutants, such as dog-shaped and cat-shaped. Four pig-shaped mutants with a height of more than six meters and huge sizes ran at the end. Although their short, thick and strong legs could not catch up with the speed of agile similarities, they were like four powerful trains, driving roads among the forests full of weeds and shrubs.

Meng Qi also ran out of the house and saw these mutants coming.

Su Hao did not stop Meng Qi's actions, but said in a plain voice: "What do you think of these guys?"

Meng Qi could guess what Su Hao said, and also understood that Su Hao had no malice towards him, so he nodded: "It's very strong. My caravan only has eight guards, and in the overall comparison, I can barely get a draw. But the mutant is not an indigenous person after all, and they cooperate very well. If they are just one of the agility or power type, they are still easy to deal with. The most troublesome thing is this kind of mutually matching attack."

Su Hao didn't speak loudly, and only when he stood beside Mengqi and Salam Saaka could hear it: "I know, you have some doubts about my origin. Haha, I never lie in such things, nor do I need to deceive. We are warriors, from another world. As for the strength we have, you can make your own judgment."

Several extremely fast figures appeared in the bushes in the distance.

That was the other "worker bee" team members who were lurking outside the village as Su Hao ordered. They held their own weapons in their hands and rushed towards the mutant from the side. Just one encounter, the same number of agile mutants screamed and were severely split into two from the middle of their bodies.

The "worker bees" did not choose any offensive route at all, and did not care about the existence of any obstacles in front of them. During this time in Molizhaka Village, they had figured out the general composition of the surrounding basic plants and stones. In front of the evolved people, these obstacles could not have any effect. The powerful force could completely crush them like a destruction. Under the crushing of this powerful force, a big tree more than half a meter thick suddenly burst from the middle, and wood chips and messy leaves mixed together, making the frightened mutant unable to distinguish the target. When the "worker bees" with a cold face rushed over from the debris and leaves, the fierceness in the mutant's eyes had turned into despair, and he also saw the sharp dagger that cut straight towards his throat.

Sharp roars kept ringing in the air, which was the result of the rapid movement, which caused the sound explosion of airflow. The "worker bees" suddenly arched their bodies, like shells coming out of the chamber, shot into the mutant crowd. Whether it was tomahawks, steel guns, daggers or daggers, like lightning passing in the dark night, pulling out a series of shining and dazzling white cold lights, accompanied by the "hissing" sound, leaving shocking wounds on the mutant. Then, they picked up a scattered piece of blood.

The power-type pig man was obviously stimulated by the death and injuries of a large number of companions, roaring wildly, and pounced on the closest "worker bee". It waved its left arm that had evolved into a heavy hammer and smashed it hard towards the figure that was far lower than its height and size. The hammer head, which was more than two meters long, immediately smashed a huge pit on the ground, and the soil flew around the surroundings, and the ground also caused a strong vibration. Before the pig man could lift the heavy hammer again, the "worker bee" who dodged in time had already flexibly completed the turn around among the grass, turned around with its toes, and circled from the side to the heavy pig man behind, raised the sword with a grim smile, and stabbed the pig man's soft abdomen with a "punch" and slammed into the pig man's soft abdomen, tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and turned back and forth fiercely.

"Ao————”

The painful pig man looked up at the sky and burst into an extremely tragic howl. It subconsciously grabbed it with its right hand behind it, and its body also rotated in the direction of the sting. However, its clumsy movements were always unable to keep up with the sensitive speed of the "worker bee". Seeing the opportunity, the "worker bee" stabbed the second sword again, and at the same time, it pulled upwards and opened a wound of more than one meter from the armpit to the front abdomen.

The pig man's blood flowed more and more, and his intestines flowed out of his abdomen and dragged nearly half a meter away from the ground. Its mouth and nose kept flowing out of his mouth and nose, and he was gasping for a heavy hammer. The whirlwind speed of the heavy hammer became slower and slower, and his pace became staggering. A few seconds later, the huge black pig trotters stepped on the intestines dragged on the ground. The bulky pig man did not notice at all, but his liver and kidneys were completely pulled out of his body by this powerful force. The unbearable severe pain and emptiness made the pig man feel fear for the first time in his life. It instinctively turned around and wanted to escape to the mountain, but was blocked by the "worker bee" who had been waiting for the opportunity. He waved his dagger to accurately cut off the genitals under the pig man's crotch. Amid the crazy gushing blood and shrill screams, the tall pig man fell down like a mountain.

Pig-shaped mutant people are obviously easier to deal with than agile dogs. Although the skin on their bodies is as thick as a shield, their movements are clumsy. After killing three pigs in a row, the last pigs had already noticed that something was wrong and turned around to escape. The two "worker bees" did not intend to let them go, and surrounded them from the left and right sides. A heavy battle axe slashed the pigs' neck from the side, leaving a clear blood mark on the surface of the thick skin, and half of the blade penetrated into the pigs' neck. Due to the excessive force, the entire axe was firmly stuck in the shattered spine. The pigs in the severe pain howled, grabbed the battle axe from the shoulders, bent it hard in their hands, twisted it, making the entire axe bend into a significant arc.

This creature seemed to have no wisdom and did not know how to fight back at all. It just simply grabbed the weapon to vent its anger. Another "worker bee" quickly stretched out her feet and leaped onto the pig man's shoulder like a lightning feather. It turned the dagger in her hand against the fangs like lightning, and penetrated it hard into the pig man's right eye. Without waiting for the pig man to react, it had pulled out the dagger and inserted it into its left eye again.

The pig man who lost his eyesight was like a headless fly. A "worker bee" who rushed over took the opportunity to throw the spear in his hand towards the pig man's throat. The sharp spear tip penetrated the pig man's neck, and flew backwards with this heavy and huge body, straight onto a big tree that could not be hugged by two people.

There was a strong blood condensed over Suankakama Village. Both the villagers and the caravan guards kept their own fixed movements, staring blankly at the extremely chaotic area outside the village, filled with corpses and minced meat, and was smeared into a red area by blood from the internal organs.

Meng Qi's mouth was so big that he wouldn't have believed that if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that it was true. However, the facts were right in front of him. In less than half a minute, more than thirty mutants had been massacred, and there was no chance to escape.

Yes, this is indeed a massacre. It is like a battle between mutants against the natives. It is bloody and cruel, leaving no living at all. But these strange warriors are obviously very good at killing. Their attack positions are always targeting the vital points of their bodies, or the joints of their legs, feet and arms. They either kill with one blow, or make the opponent lose the ability to move on the spot, and then adjust their strength and direction to continue chasing.

For some reason, Meng Qi felt chill all over, and an irresistible chill spread from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. Its teeth couldn't help but start to tremble like "Princess". Looking at Su Hao's tall back, he even had the urge to kneel down and worship.

It's really too strong.

Eight people, thirty-three mutants, and the battle with completely unequal strength and quantity was solved in less than a minute. This is simply unimaginable.

Those people were obviously lurking nearby, and they absolutely obeyed the man named Su Hao in front of them. Unbelievable, what kind of relationship is this? If you obey with your strength, wouldn’t it mean that Su Hao’s strength is far superior to those people?

Meng Qi suddenly felt that he was really small. In front of Su Hao, he couldn't even count a grain of sand.

Regret and fear instantly dominated Meng Qi's entire thinking. It did not think too much, bent its knees and knelt heavily behind Su Hao, with extremely honest worship, begging in the humbleest voice: "I am willing to be your humble servant and become your most devout follower."

Meng Qi has always believed that the legend of the Lord God and the Warrior is nonsense.

Now, it finally believed it.

At least, the warriors are real.

There has never been such a brave and powerful warrior in the Labangka continent. The information flows between merchants very quickly and the sources of information are more extensive than those of ordinary people. Meng Qi knows very well that even the great warriors, knights, fighters, and kings who have been compiled into poetry and are praised by everyone are far inferior to those indifferent strangers in front of him.

Are they really from another world?

Are there any other civilizations outside of Labangka?

I must be crazy. But my eyes will never deceive my brain. All this happened in front of me and could be touched in reality.

The old priest Salam Saaka was the only person who shouted wildly in the whole village. He waved his crutches and barefoot, cheering and roaring loudly inside and outside the village. Suddenly, he laughed "Gaga" wildly, and suddenly burst into tears for no reason. He even grabbed his hair with his hands, uprooted it up, and scratched it with his sharp and dirty nails. His naked body was soon covered with dense blood marks.

The old priest seemed to be celebrating, or perhaps thanking the Lord God for bringing down extremely brave warriors to Suan Kakama Village.

It was not until Salam Saaka rushed into the broken abdomen of a pig man, picked up his broken intestines like a dog, and chewed them with shit and blood, that people realized that the irritated old priest was already crazy.

Night is coming soon.

Suankakama Village is no longer in chaos. The corpses of the killed mutant have been dragged to the open space in the middle of the village, and are assigned by several selected villagers. Under the illumination of bonfires and torches, there are scattered limbs and internal organs everywhere. Although their figures and appearances are very different from those of humans, they are not much different from those of the agile dogs. Especially the legs and feet of those agile dogs are a little longer than those of ordinary people.

The weapons used by the villagers were exactly the same as those used in Molizhaka Village. They waved hard at the dead mutants with huge axes, and the flesh and blood were scattered all over their bodies. The villagers did not hate the dirty blood at all, and unconcealed ecstasy on their faces and eyes.

There is nothing better than being able to eat enough.

There are only three children in the village, all of which are about five or six years old. Two men and one woman and three children are full of interest in the division of mutant corpses. They squat side by side next to the open space, watching the villagers swing their axes again and again and again. The cracks of the axe blade and the cracks of the broken bones, and the sound of the muscles breaking will always cause the "Prince" of these children to laugh happily. They are obviously full of expectations for the coming dinner, and it is indeed difficult to suppress their hunger. Su Hao has seen more than once that these children have taken advantage of the unnoticed adults' attention and secretly tear off a piece of meat from the mutant corpse and hid in the corner to share their food quickly. Especially the youngest girl, she always dipped her fingers in the blood of the corpse flowing to the ground, and kept stuffing it into her mouth and slowly sucking it. It seemed that it was a sweet and sour hawthorn drink.

The villagers of Suankakama Village are very frugal. They do not eat and drink, but distribute the mutant heads fairly according to the specific number of villagers. The huge pig heads were washed in half and put into a large pot to boil on high heat. This simple cooking looks chilling and also has an extremely nauseating desire to vomit. It is not that recipes such as boiling people in boiling water are offensive, but that the villagers of Suankakama really have no idea about hygiene and cleaning. They just barbecued the cut mutant heads on the bulging fire, burning the hair on the surface, and then scraping off large pieces of blackened parts with hard stones. The simple treatment of the mutant heads looked beyond recognition, but the villagers no longer made any further moves and threw them directly into the soup pot.

In the eyes of Su Hao and the "worker bees", such cooking is undoubtedly very dirty and disgusting. After all, apart from the dirt on the surface, mutant people, like other animals, have noses, earwax, tear glands, respiratory mucosa, and tartar... These messy things are not only eaten into the stomach, but just looking at them. Just boil them in boiling water. What is the difference between random pig food?

At the same time, the chopped intestines, chopped hearts, and livers that were cooked into the pot.

The villagers of Suankakama Village are indeed very economical. They are reluctant to abandon any edible food, let alone scraping them back and forth with a knife. A lot of oil is stuck to the inner wall of the mutant intestines. This thing is dirty, but it means rich nutrition and is also the best delicacy in the eyes of the Rabangka natives.

It is conceivable what kind of garbage this soup made with scattered internal organs and mutant human heads would be?

When the happy villagers held a large bowl of freshly cooked meat soup and delivered it to Su Hao respectfully, he really had the urge to stuff this extremely dirty thing directly over the villagers' heads.

The broth is completely dark brown, and looks like mud at the bottom of the river. The head of a pig-shaped mutant man was soaked in the soup, and half of the pig's ears were inserted in a slanted manner, like a strange-shaped reef in the middle of the river. As the villagers swayed by the bowl, a round white object the size of a ping-pong ball slowly floated on the bottom of the bowl. This thing should have been pressed down by the pig's head, and now it has floated back on the soup noodles. It has many messy mucous membranes on the surface, which makes people unable to help but think of the pork trough meat and lymph nodes that were discarded in the vegetable market.

Su Hao thought he had seen too many bloody and cruel scenes and cold-hearted people who had experienced countless killings. However, facing a bowl of soup like this, he could not be as calm and indifferent as before. There was a thick layer of lard floating on the soup noodles, or it should be said that it was the fat that was boiled by mutant people. There was no onion, ginger, star anise, and pepper or chili. The fishy and pungent taste was almost vomiting. The soup looked very thick, just like a juicy dish thickened with small powder on the earth. But Su Hao knew very well that it should be the effect of boiling the snot and respiratory mucosa of the pig-shaped mutant human beings in the soup. The villagers of Molizhaka Village also liked to drink this kind of dirty thing. They liked this special sticky taste and believed that it was a supreme delicacy.

Perhaps it was to make this bowl of dirty and smelly broth look more handsome. The dark fingers in the deep areas of the villagers were stirred back and forth in the soup. When it stuffed its fingers into its mouth to suck the soup, a ball of slightly yellow and sticky white mixed with substances slowly floated up from the bottom of the bowl.

It was the brain of a pig-shaped mutant man, which had been chopped up, and looked like white clouds slowly passing through the dark night, but full of evil, cruelty and bloody meanings.

Su Hao could no longer hold it back. His face was ashen, and he felt his stomach churning, as if the cake and cooked meat that he had eaten into his stomach at noon had turned into a monster, and he kept shouting in his stomach sac and intestines. There was no worse feeling than this. Su Hao quickly covered his lips with his hands, fearing that he would not be able to control his vomiting on the spot. He turned around as quickly as possible and ran away in a hurry.
Chapter completed!