Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 286 The Monster Saves the Bandit

At this time, a group of soldiers had surrounded these people behind a large rock on the hillside.

The officer kicked away the bloody, scarred corpse, shot a few shots at the big rock, and said with a tyrannical expression, "fu*k, I've waited so long for their group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp!" , you dare to resist! Break my hands and feet! I'm going to cut them alive!"

On the other side, among the people hiding behind the big rock, Artes' face was pale at this time, his eyes were loose, and he was completely frightened.

Joel bandaged the wound and looked around: "Where is the guide?"

The guide is the young man on the big dog who has been in charge of transportation on this road.

The bearded man on the side spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "You coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he took advantage of the chaos and ran away when we shot!"

Joel's face gradually became gloomy, and he reached out and touched the backpack on his back. There was his bright future, and he couldn't die here!

"Haha, I just killed two soldiers. Killing one is not a loss. Killing two earns one. It's worth it if you die today!" The bearded man had a hole in his stomach, and now he can go to the hospital to save him, but he continued to delay If you go down, you will definitely die.

The other thugs were all ruthless people who licked blood from their knife-edges, but at this moment, their ferocity was aroused in their despair. At this time, they were like a group of besieged beasts, extremely ferocious.

Bang bang bang!

At this time, more stray bullets hit, and everyone could feel the opponent's approaching gradually.

Several people counted their bullets, and then shouted: "Fight!"

Then turn around and shoot.

But at this critical moment, they suddenly heard a scream from the military.

"Look! What the hell is that!"

Immediately, the sound of shooting stopped.

Before Joel and the others could react, they felt a strong wind suddenly blowing on the hillside, and a large number of snowflakes flew with the wind, like a blizzard.

"what happened?"

Ahhhhh!

When several people hesitated, there was a scream from the other side of the stone.

"What the hell!?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, then turned their heads to look slightly.

As a result, everyone was dumbfounded!

A dozen huge monsters were flying in the clear sky.

They have sharp spikes, huge wings, and a pair of feet that can easily crush tanks.

The ferocious huge iron mouth can easily crush the bones of a person's whole body.

They had never seen such an incomprehensible weird creature.

But they instinctively felt that this kind of creature should not belong to this world.

This group of monsters kept making piercing noises, flying in the air at an extremely fast speed, and then kept darting down, like an eagle slaughtering chickens, and each time it darted down, several soldiers could be easily killed.

And the soldiers' guns hit their skins like gravel blown by the wind, without even leaving any traces.

"My God, what are these...all things!?" Artes felt that he was dreaming when he saw this scene.

But soon, everyone knew they were not dreaming.

Amidst the constant miserable screams, most of these soldiers were quickly massacred.

At this time, a larger monster appeared from a distance, accompanied by snow and wind.

Behind this monster, stood a person.

The man was dressed in very thin clothes, with a bald head and bare hands.

He held a wine bottle in one hand and a spear in the other, looking very casual and calm.

His skin was a bit dark under the sun, and neither the severe cold nor the wind and snow seemed to be able to corrode his skin.

The moment the terrifying monster came down, a pair of claws directly grabbed the pale commander's body and pressed him directly into the snow.

puff!

The huge pressure directly crushed all the internal organs of the commander, a large amount of blood sprayed out from his mouth, and splashed on the surrounding pure white snow.

"Just you? Still want to torture and kill our Arkham trading partners?" The flat and cold voice sounded, making all the surviving soldiers present turn pale.

As if the sound was a special cold wind, it could easily freeze their souls and make them shiver.

At this time, the monsters in the sky swept down again, accompanied by desperate screams, crazy roars, splashed blood and shattered corpses, the hillside regained calm again.

woohoo...

The cold wind blew, allowing the survivors to still have a clear consciousness.

"Hui...Hui...Mr. Kurt!?" Everyone who survived at this time widened their eyes, looking at the figure who looked like a king descending from the sky in disbelief.

Whitaker, who was standing on Bayaki, turned his head slightly, and smiled heartily at the dull-faced crowd: "It seems that I came in time."

Trembling, the remaining six people limped out from behind the big rock full of bullet holes, and looked at Whittaker on Byakhee in awe.

Whitaker waved his hand at this time, and the rest of the Byakhees quickly disappeared into the air with a piercing scream.

"This is... this is..." Everyone pointed at the biggest Baiaki, speechless.

Whitaker jumped off the Bayaki at this time, looked at the wounds of the bearded man and the others, and after a simple treatment, said: "It can last until Arkham, let's continue on the road!"

At this time, the guide who had just disappeared came over with a group of big dogs.

Only then did everyone realize that he had just gone to rescue soldiers.

"We only lasted for 5 minutes, how did you..."

You know, they are a full hour away from Whitaker's tavern.

The guide smiled, but did not answer: "Okay, get in the car! No one should dare to disturb us on the road ahead."

At this time, this group of fierce gangsters had become as dull as Artes, and they sat on the sled in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

"Just now...was..." Artes asked tentatively.

Joel smiled wryly: "Don't ask, I just found out that Mr. Whickert is... unexpectedly so terrifying and powerful."

You know, they were drinking crazy with Whitaker after drinking before, but now they think about it and feel scared for a while.

"When the injury is healed this time, I must go to Mr. Whickert and kneel down to admit my mistake." The bearded man's face was full of awe and admiration at this time.

They are very direct. When they recognize a person, they will respect and worship them mindlessly and unconditionally.

For the next hour, everyone was immersed in the absolute massacre just now, and their minds were filled with the shadow of Whitaker controlling monsters and slaughtering soldiers.

Unknowingly, everyone has successfully entered the central area of ​​Arkham from the northeast direction of Arkham.

At the voice of the guide, Artes looked at the ancient town that is now covered with snow.

It is said that this is the source of countless legends, ancient, mysterious and backward.

But at this moment, he found that this place is more lively than the imperial capital, with rules and order.

"Welcome to Arkham! The place where reality and dreams are connected!" Joel introduced with a smile.

(End of this chapter)