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"Creak …" With a strange scream, the javelin hit something hard. The next moment, the crowd exploded with noise and clamor.

"Don't move …" Don't move … " Chu Feng stood up and shouted at the crowd behind him. His spear was like a forest as it swept towards the high school students around him. It was as if he was a sea urchin.

The chubby girl's beauty disappeared in the fangs. Her eyes suddenly lit up as she looked around with the fanged knife in her hand. She was still shouting, "Where is it? There? "

This was a creature that he had never seen before, with four limbs and a long tail. The legs on the six feet big feet big feet had huge, ostrich like deformed joints, and at the bend of the legs, there were even two thorns that came out of nowhere, slanted upwards and wrapped around the legs' weakness. And at the end of the explosive legs, there was an inverted triangular-shaped lower abdomen.

The back of each blade was covered with sharp barbs, and the head of that thing was even more horrifying. It was a continuously changing tube, and the direction the tube was facing was towards the direction of the crowd. Sometimes large, sometimes small, and at times a meter wide black hole could be formed.

Seeing this thing, Feng Feiyun finally knew where the blood of those people had gone after they had been dismembered. This thing was simply a beast, but it was a weapon specially crafted to kill people.

"Biological weapon?" The word 'weapon' appeared in Feng Feiyun's mind. He couldn't help but be alarmed. In his memory, this weapon was only a concept weapon. Because it was uncontrollable and was stranded without any limits, he didn't expect it to appear here.

The terrifying Grim Reaper didn't seem to have suffered much damage in the rain of stones, but it seemed like it was enraged. It shook off all its flour and rushed towards the crowd of people, at the same time, another one also took action.

"Move …" Feng Feiyun held up his Fangs Blade and yelled, but the last word was still in his throat. That firm and durable large net suddenly shattered into countless fragments, and that terrifying Grim Reaper suddenly rushed towards them.

"Shitou …" Without even thinking about it, Kong Chi shouted these words. He threw pieces of rock at them. Regardless of whether he could see or not, they always fell towards that direction.

The rain of stones produced a muffled sound as it hit the skin of the cow. The terrifying god of death might have a strong defense, but it could not reflect all the power like rubber, and it continuously retreated in the rain of stones. One of its feet stepped on the stone and it suddenly slipped, falling to the ground.

"Kill …" After the extreme fear came extreme urgency to release his anger. The broken teeth roared and rushed out, while the other slaves behind them also rushed out with their spears raised.

"Don't..." The roar of the mountain peak was drowned out by the countless roars. Nearly a hundred people rushed out under the leadership of Kong Chi.

Cave Fang and the others all thought that this was a living being, but only Peak knew that it was a weapon, a biological weapon.

The most basic characteristic of biological weapons was that they completely disregarded small-sized combat weapons, and needed at least 12.7 mm large caliber machine guns before they could be killed. Relying on a group of primitive weapons with bone spears was suicidal.

At the same time, the other one also triggered the crowd's fighting spirit. It crazily threw itself forward, and within the flour that covered the sky, the battlefield was split in two.

Facing the possibility of killing a terrifying god of death, everyone went crazy and desperately squeezed forward. Only the women, children and the injured warriors of the tribe remained in the middle, but they were all worried.

The worry finally happened, and in an instant, five heads flew into the air.

The spurt of blood could be seen disappearing into the terrifying god of death's gaping mouth. The god of death had no facial features, only a huge wrinkled cavity. Whether it was blood or flying flour, they were all sucked in by it and discharged from the fish-gills like opening on the pipe.

This was the way in which biological weapons fought. They used blood to replenish the body's motivation, and they used the cruelest and craziest way to destroy the human morale.

For some unknown reason, from the sound of his rooster crowing, Feng Feiyun felt slightly relieved. He forced himself to rush to the battlefield and observed the terrifying death god's massacre nonstop, looking for a chance to kill him in one shot.

The barbarians were not afraid of death, nor were they afraid of fighting; they were only afraid of the fear of being torn apart without even being seen. Once the opponent appeared, even the Emperor would dare to kill them, so the terrifying power of the Death God wouldn't be able to stop the enthusiasm of the barbarians.

The order was useless at this time. Unless the Wasteland people were afraid of escaping, the mountain would not be able to squeeze in. There were more than 300 slaves in the two battlefields, so even if the Wilderness God wanted to kill them all, it wouldn't be able to do so in a short time. If it wasn't for the fact that the thing was more than two meters tall, the mountain wouldn't even be able to see them.

In the anxiety, heads flew up one after another, blood was being devoured, corpses were being stepped on by the crazy Qi warriors, lances were rushing towards the terrifying death god.

"Third claw, hurry up and think of a way. If this doesn't work, then it won't be long before all of us die …" After the initial period of euphoria and the loss of the unbeatable, the warriors of the tribe and the pole realized that something was wrong, so they quickly went to find a peak to discuss it.

"There's nothing we can do. Unless we get them to spread out …." Tall Peak looked at the flying heads, his heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife. Before, he didn't care, but now, Qi Nu was one of his soldiers. Looking at the senseless casualties of the soldiers, he felt worse than anyone else.

"I have an idea. Use fire …" A warrior of the tribe with mottled scars on his head and bright eyes stood up and said. His right arm was left, but his grip on the knife was as firm as a stone.

"Could it be accidental?" It had to be admitted that this was a good idea. Even a madman would be afraid of fire, but Chu Feng began to worry about other things.

"As long as they don't die, they won't die from burns …" The value of the pole was the value of the barbarians. If the peak could not be refuted, it would be better to burn some of them rather than see the head fly into the air.

"Huff, puff, huff …" The messy torches flew towards the crowd in two different directions, smashing them into countless sparks.

The crowd suddenly dispersed, avoiding the torches that continued to fly over. However, beside the terrifying deity of death, they were already lying on the ground, full of corpses.

"Spread out! Everyone, spread out! Those who don't want to die, spread out …." The pole and the mountain peak roared together, continuously tossing the torches under their feet, causing the terrifying god of death to have no choice but to dodge.

"Use fire …" Teeth, who was the first to rush up but was accidentally pushed aside, immediately stood up and shouted as he saw that the God of Death was not afraid of weapons.

One by one, the Chiru picked up the torches, stabbing them towards the terrifying death god, causing it to scream and dodge.

"Ya Ya, did I owe you something in my previous life? "Why are you always causing trouble for me..." Feng Feiyun angrily threw the torch on the ground, causing sparks to fly everywhere as he anxiously shouted.

"It's been ignited, it's been ignited …" A burst of cheers came from behind him. He turned around abruptly, only to see the blue flames burning on the body of the death god covered in the oil of the woods. It was rolling crazily on the ground.

"Get out of my way..." Feng Ji's previously chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear. He grabbed the two wooden bottles and threw them into the hands of the wooden stick. Then, he grabbed the other wooden bottles and rushed towards the remaining terrifying death god.

The pole saw Chu Feng's actions and was about to unscrew the cork to take a sip when it smelled the stench in the bottle. It turned around and looked at Chu Feng, not knowing what he was doing.

"Make way..." The mountain rushed to the chaotic crowd, fiercely throwing out the bottle, grabbing the torch beside him, and then throwing it towards the bottle of the god of death.

The terrifying Deathgod heard its companion wailing in the flames. It suddenly squatted down and bounced up like a flea before the bottle hit it. It drew a curve and jumped towards its companion.

The three bottles crashed to the ground, and before the torch could strike them, they were set ablaze by the sparks scattered on the ground, emitting a scorching heat.

"So that's how it's used?" Holding onto the two wooden armoury, he suddenly realized something. He quickly turned around and shouted: "Get out of my way, get out of my way! Let this daddy have a good time!" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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