The "skinder" is the only one among them who can "hide" and "television" abilities, but the result is self-evident. He is not left with a scumbag, and is the only team to be destroyed by the team...

Sometimes, they didn't understand why these teams who were best at assassination, escape and hidden became the first team to be destroyed.

In their opinion, with the skills of these guys, if they die, the other party may not necessarily die...

But that's the truth.

Urnot calmed down and, with everyone's reminder, he finally remembered his current position...

Yes, they are still on the run and are unable to resist.

"Then speed up..." he said with a tired face.

Today's battle is the most tiring battle he has ever fought in his life. Even this is not a battle. After all, as soon as they approach, the other party escaped.

Mainly escape...

For the first time, he knew that running can be so tiring, it is even more exhausting than the war itself. If you run slowly, you will have to be shot, and you will die if you get shot...

Everyone ran away physically and mentally exhausted.

However, just as his words fell, a cyclop was heard not far away, a cyclop was suddenly fell down and fainted on the ground...

"waste!"

Urnot was about to scold him, and this guy was simply embarrassing to them!

With their physical fitness, how could they fall outside the battlefield because of exhaustion? How could they fall outside the battlefield?!

This is simply embarrassing to the "Master of War"!

They are not those weak "sea clans" and "sons of crimson"...

But before he could say this, another member suddenly fell down.

This fallen member seemed to have caused some chain reaction, and several "Cyclops" members fainted on the ground later.

In less than ten seconds, more than twenty Cyclops fell down...

They all suffered some injuries and then persisted until now, but unfortunately, they could no longer hold on.

At this time, the Crimson Son and even some other remnants glanced at the fallen Cyclops, and there were not many expressions on their faces.

Compared to Urnot's anger, the remnants with a slightly weaker physical fitness have long been indifferent to it...

At the beginning, their total population was tens of thousands, but within half a day, it dropped sharply to more than 10,000 people, and they were still losing their staff.

At the beginning, they would find ways to capture people, but later they gave up and if anyone left the team, they would kill them directly...

Later, especially the large wave of people lying to death not long ago, they were too lazy to kill them...

Anyone who can't run away will just let it go. In their opinion, Colin could not let these remnants go.

Even the tens of thousands of defective products in the lower layer that could not be run were probably completely killed.

They don’t have much thought about this. After all, in their opinion, the middle-level people are valuable only when they go up. The lower-level people don’t know how to eat, and they have no value.

The only useful thing at the bottom is to act as cannon fodder and consume the enemy's power...

If you die, you will die, and you will create another group of people.

But Urnot did not start to experience real attrition until not long ago, and it was not until now that someone fainted. He still fainted due to excessive blood loss and severe injuries...

If their members had suffered the same injuries, they would have fallen on the way to escape long ago.

They are actually quite envious of the strength of this individual physical fitness.

After all, they are small in number, but even the weakest, their strength is not much worse than their elite level.

In a sense, Urnot has more elites in his hands than the top leaders of their several races combined...

"We probably can't speed up any more,"

A "Crimson Son" in the team said, and he glanced at the crowd behind him, "Many people can't hold on anymore. After running like this, after two hours, when we arrived at that stronghold, there wouldn't be many people left in our hands, maybe not even one-third of the current ones."

Hearing this, they looked back at the status of the people around them, and then became silent.

Although they lost most of the bottom layer, they kept the "basic plate". It doesn't matter if they were killed by several of them from time to time...

Relying on these real "people", they will have the capital to negotiate with the outpost in the next...

However, if the personnel continue to drop sharply, they may feel uncomfortable when they meet with their fellow tribes soon.

"We have to think of a way so that they can continue to move forward." The third generation of "Crimson Son" named "Dak" squirmed quickly while emitting mental fluctuations.

At this moment, this pursuit that lasted for most of the day made them let go of the barriers between them, making them unbelievably "unity".

Some survivors from different races actually supported each other and put their shoulders on each other. This was something that others dared not think of in the past. When they proceeded, they were unexpectedly... not so uncomfortable.

At this time, Patton, who had not spoken much, suddenly spoke out: "We will have more than two hours left to reach that stronghold?"

Collin did not tell him why the sudden bombing was launched. In his opinion, everything was the "Lord's" strategy, and he couldn't understand it, but he was not smart enough.

But what he didn't know was that Colin was a little angry because they kept rushing to the road, and couldn't help but make more effort for them.

After adding more energy, go and rest for a while...

"Yes, my intuition is right..." Dark nodded. Their method of finding direction was similar to that of Colin, who all rely on metaphysics to rush the road.

However, his level of knowledge and posture are slightly worse than that of Colin.

"These two hours are enough to reduce the number of people who are more than half. Even if they keep physically, they may not be able to hold on with their mentality."

The Crimson continued to emit mental fluctuations, "And, it's useless to issue orders now, unless they are forced to burn their own blood..."

Burning blood is a ability that exists in almost all fallen races.

However, it is basically when the two sides fight to a white-hot war, they will use such abilities. If the top-level depraved races (Note 1), using this ability is basically equivalent to death.

This is not the result they want.

Upon hearing this, Patton pondered for a while before speaking, "Let's do this, we can tell them that this is not far from the stronghold...

"The people in the stronghold have prepared a lot of delicious food for us. Once we arrive, we can eat and rest...

"Let everyone stick to it, speed up, and bypass this mountain, and you can see the stronghold."

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Chapter completed!