"What's it?!"

A degenerate race cried out in fear, his weak heart could no longer bear too many accidents and stimulation.

Someone looked at the depraved race in confusion, wondering what he suddenly went crazy.

After all, not everyone heard this sound from the tens of thousands of evil spirits present.

However, they also noticed that the senior officials in the clan began to frown tightly.

While confused, the appearance of horse hooves finally made them realize the reason why the man shouted in shock before.

From the direction of the escape, the sound of horse hooves came from far to near.

"It must be those outsiders, and it must be those outsiders who use despicable means!"

Urnot's face looked very ugly and insisted, "It must be that they don't want to let us go, don't want us to rest, what new tricks are used!"

"Stop talking, run away quickly, it must be those things that will explode..."

A crimson son was already squirming and sliding instinctively when he conveyed his mental fluctuations.

It is known that the sound of the horse's hooves is driving at a certain uniform speed at a high speed. It is easy to determine if it is simply substituted into some formulas. The other party can catch up in less than thirty seconds at most.

You will definitely not be able to run away, but as long as you run faster than others, you will run slowly anyway.

Moreover, although I haven't had any real contact yet, this Crimson Son is already extremely sure that this thing will explode!

No, it will definitely explode!

Those damn foreigners will explode almost everything except they won't explode...

Others felt the same way. Along the way, they first encountered big trees that could explode, wood that exploded, and big iron lumps that could explode...

There was nothing that wouldn't explode along the way.

There are even fallen races who pick up a black bread that is common among survivors on the road when they are heading forward, and then they are killed by the bread...

This group of foreigners is so strange!

Almost everything that has something to do with them will explode, from small to kill a person, from large to kill a group of people...

They are already numb.

So, now, as long as you know that it is the method of those foreigners, they will assume that this thing will explode.

It doesn't matter if you guess wrong, but if you guess wrong, you were sent to see the master...

"Wait, don't be anxious, it seems that I was not running towards us..."

Patton listened for a while and said, reaching out to his right hand, "Listen, it seems to be heading in another direction..."

The sound of horse hooves came very fast and could not be avoided at all, but I calmed down and listened carefully...

The direction does not seem to be heading here.

It was just that they didn't realize this because they were too panic before, but with Patton's reminder, they quickly realized this.

"What's there in that direction...wait, isn't that the direction for those 'skinders' to escape?"

Urnot was surprised that as believers of the war master, they still have this basic observation ability...

But they mostly rely on instinct rather than on brains...

Hearing this, the Crimson who escaped first squirmed back and nodded, "It seems like this..."

Although it sounds like the sound of a war horse running now, no one is sure before he actually saw it.

At least, when the explosion of iron lumps exploded in front of them and killed many of their compatriots, they thought they were just a bigger "arrow".

There are also those bread, big trees, stones, wooden barrels, wellheads and other things that exploded, they all thought that bread was edible bread, big trees were big trees, and stones were stones...

But after today, everything has been changed.

This led to them not daring to touch any tree after they escaped into the forest, nor did they dare to sit on a stone to rest.

Therefore, there are all kinds of things that distort and change the three views, and the things that make the sound of horse hooves may be a barrel of explosives with limbs.

But this did not prevent the tone of the Crimson's tone.

His desperate desire, what happened to them before, happened to those "skinders".

After a pause, he continued to send out mental fluctuations and said to Urnot: "Can they run away?"

...

"I can't run away."

The green fire flashed in the eyes of the skinned leader. They had confirmed that the sound was coming to them.

Moreover, if nothing unexpected happens, you will definitely not be able to escape.

Those guys don't know why, but they have the means to break their hidden abilities and can carry out precise strikes.

This time, most of them will be no exception.

However, compared with the Cyclops, Crimson Sons, Ghouls and other depraved races, they were obviously not so "awe". After all, before they arrived, they were basically all the pits they could step on.

"Prepare to compete with it head-on!"

He gritted his teeth and made a weird rhythm, notifying everyone to tell everyone.

Every fallen race actually has more efficient and convenient language within its own race...

This language is with instinct and is one of the knowledge given by the Lord...

However, on this basis, they also know a foreign language, a common language in the world left over from the "age of suffering".

It is spread by the "Church of Suffering". Among the vast majority of fallen races, there are always some elderly people who insist on using their former words and language with unexpected paranoia.

This seems to be the persistence and stubbornness of the first generation of remnants.

The advantage it brings is that all the degenerate races after the Cataclysm do not fall into a situation where they fight as soon as they meet because of different languages.

However, there is no place to communicate with outsiders here, so he directly uses racial language.

Nowadays, listening to the movement, it is impossible to run.

A keen intuition tells them that they have been locked and that all they have to do is to minimize losses as much as possible.

Immediately, when the leader was in the safest position, they met the owner of the horse's hooves...

"What a horse?"

They were surprised that this was not something strange.

However, they soon stopped thinking so. On the white skeleton war horse, they saw four wooden barrels about one meter high.

There are two wooden barrels on the left and right sides of the horse's belly. On each wooden barrel, there are multiple ropes wrapped around and twisted together and the end of the rope is bitten in the horse's mouth.

When these two sides appeared at a distance that could be seen from each other, the war horses made of white bones suddenly spit out a hot breath from their mouths, igniting the fuse in their mouths...

Then, while suddenly speeding up, it raised its neck and whistled high, as if saying:
Chapter completed!