When Xiskama came to the city, the beasts had completely gathered under the city.

People who have never truly seen the beast tide will never imagine what the beast tide looks like.

Thousands of wild beasts gathered outside the city, and wherever they could see were the groups of beasts waiting to rush up to the city to bite humans. In the sky, flying eagles and vultures whose bodies were larger than humans were hovering, and their wings several meters long were blocking the sky and the sun was covered when they flew down.

In front of these bloodthirsty beasts, people will involuntarily feel a sense of oppression. This heavy sense of oppression is enough to make ordinary people give up all their thoughts of resisting and turning around and running away.

Xiskama's steps were still a little unstable. This was the injury he suffered in the previous battle with the beasts. A wild dog bit the bones off his right leg. He still felt unbearable when he fell down, but he knew that he could not leave now.

Because he had already stood on the top of the city and saw the hugeest beast in the group of beasts, it should be the beast king of the entire beast tide, an adult wilderness lion.

Every year, there will be a beast king. As the most powerful individual in the most powerful tribe in the barren land of the year, it will lead all beasts to attack humans.

Usually, the Beast King is a wilderness lion, and some people call them the Hiskama lion, because this kind of lion will only appear in the desolate land on the west side of the Hiskama.

At this time, the wilderness lion standing under the city of Heskama was nearly five meters high. It is hard to imagine that a lion could grow to this size. Compared with it, humans were as small and powerless as children.

Its light golden mane is rolling up in the plain wind, its huge body is extremely strong, and its muscles are like angular edges and corners carved from stones. Countless scars and wounds can be clearly seen between its hairs, which prove the battle it has experienced.

It is definitely worthy of the name of the Beast King. Although it is just a wild beast, its aura is like a real king. It has been crowned by the crown and holds a scepter and a sharp sword in its hand, and all beasts are convinced by it.

The body shape and the attitude of the surrounding beasts towards it can only be the Beast King.

On the top of the city, Xiskama looked at the huge wasteland lion in the beast group, and held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand.

He knew very well what the appearance of the Beast King meant. He had resisted countless beast tides. Every time the Beast King appeared, it was the most fierce and the time when the beast tide was the most crazy.

As long as you can survive this attack, the offensive of the beast group will become weaker and weaker. Even if you can kill the beast king, the beast will retreat directly.

However, Xiskama never killed the Beast King. He had fought with a Beast King and deeply understood the difference in power between humans and theirs.

The only one who can kill the beast king is the next beast king.

The Beast King will be replaced every year, and the Beast King will almost become stronger every year.

This year's Beast King will obviously be stronger than the Beast King he remembers, and it also leads a larger number of beasts.

This would be a battle that would determine the fate of Hiskama City, and Hiskama understood this.

He stared with the beast king in the group of beasts, frowned, and drew out his sword bit by bit in the sound of steel rubbing.

“Preparation for war…………”

His voice was extremely low because he knew that the next battle would be extremely difficult.

"roar······"

In the beast group, the huge wasteland lion, who was the beast king, roared lowly, and it grinned at the corner of its mouth, and the roar sounded muffled in its chest.

The hungry beasts around him responded to it with a low growl. They lay on their bodies and were ready to rush to the city at any time. The hunger in the wasteland made them extremely eager for the smell of flesh and blood.

Finally, the lion raised its neck and opened its huge mouth towards the sky, as if it was almost rolling away the clouds, sweeping into the distance with a buzzing sound.

"roar!!"

The roar was like a sudden thunder sounding on the calm sea, heralding the arrival of wind and rain.

"roar!!!"

Countless wild beasts responded to the roar and charged towards the city.

The beasts ran in the wilderness, and the flying eagles roared in the sky.

"Zheng!" Xiskama completely drew out his sword, stood in front of the soldiers, and pointed his sword at the beast tide.

"Standing on the wall!"

"Bang!" The soldiers in the first row raised the heavy shield and spear in their hands at the same time, and the archers in the back row pulled the bow and arrow in their hands.

"Swoosh swish swish swish!"

With countless sounds of breaking the wind, feather arrows like raindrops shot into the sky, and the war between humans and wild beasts officially began.

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In the city of Heskama, most of the residents hid in their homes and dared not go out. The streets of the city are not safe. Flying beasts often rush into the city to kill civilians.

The adults held their children, locked the door, and waited with fear.

If it were normal, they wouldn't be like this, because they believed in their city lord, but the beast tide this year was too crazy. What they saw with their own eyes was that someone would choose to leave.

Although it was morning, it could be heard everywhere in the chaotic city on the top of the city, and it was difficult for anyone to feel sleepy.

Mann was the same. He originally thought he could have a good sleep today, but who knew he would be woken up early.

"What's the sound?" He rubbed his messy hair, frowned and complained, while squinting his eyes and walking to the window and looking out.

Then he saw a huge black shadow sweeping by quickly, and he saw a giant eagle flying in the sky. He promised that he had never seen such a big bird, and his huge wings were even wider than the street.

Mann stared blankly at the giant bird in the sky, not noticing that there was a small figure on the street.

It was a boy younger than him. The child was watching the giant eagle fly by and fall and sit on the street.

This is probably the kid who came out to play in the morning, but he has no time to go home now.

The giant eagle obviously noticed the little guy. Its dark yellow eyes looked down slightly and locked on the children on the street. This was a little smaller as its prey, but it was so hungry that it didn't mind eating some first.

"call!"

Its wings spread out, and a strong gust of wind was rolled up in the air. Its huge body drew a perfect arc and changed its direction of flight, and rushed towards the child on the street.

The children on the street sat on the ground, so scared that they didn't dare to move.

"Child! Come here!"

A voice sounded beside him, and he turned his head and saw the dark-skinned man standing at the door of the tavern, waving at him.

It was the bard named Matt.

The child was still sitting there stupidly without moving. The anxious bard rushed out of the tavern, picked him up and ran back.
Chapter completed!