280 The Resistance of the Cannon Fodder (1)
“Friends, something is wrong. Be careful!”
Before Jiang Ming could speak, a rough voice suddenly sounded from not far away.
He raised his head and saw that it was Wei Shouguang, who had a high prestige among the natives when they were tied up on the ship. His previous speech had gathered many people around him.
“Is this guy also a hidden expert?” Jiang Ming was surprised.
However, his doubts were quickly dispelled.
Wei Shouguang’s gaze was serious as he quickly said, “The chirping of some insects has disappeared. It’s abnormally quiet. There might be some demonic beasts nearby.”
Jiang Ming suddenly understood and then laughed at himself. He had been a cultivator for too long, and he had almost forgotten the skills of these hunters.
However, after a moment of delay, Jiang Ming could already hear some kind of rustling sound from the bushes and leaves behind him, approaching them at a high speed.
“Speed up and leave this place!”
In front of them, the cultivators of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain also had a slight change in expression as they sensed danger.
The genius disciples of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain were the first to fly close to the ground. Their speed was naturally limited by the terrain and slowed down a lot. However, it was taboo in the forest of the ruins to fly in the air, as they would encounter unimaginable trouble.
Many of the individual cultivators behind them also moved at the same time and followed the Spirit Silkworm Mountain group closely as they ran forward.
“Can we escape?” However, the look in the eyes of a native of Xuanguang City changed as he turned around and fled.
His actions immediately caused a commotion. Some people who had wanted to run forward hesitated, and more than a dozen figures gritted their teeth and ran back.
In their eyes, being cannon fodder was the same as dying. Now that they had such a great opportunity to escape, what were they waiting for?
“Idiot, you can only live if you follow the immortal cultivators!”
Wei Shouguang had already followed the Spirit Silkworm Mountain’s cultivators and ran forward. When he turned his head and saw this scene, he could not help but shout in anger before he ran forward without looking back.
Obviously, there were still many smart people. Many native martial artists ran forward with their lives.
At this moment, in the grass and trees behind them, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the gap and shot like lightning toward the dozen or so figures that were running away.
The black shadow let out an ear-piercing sound as its sharp teeth bit into the bodies of those figures. Blood spurted out and screams immediately rang out in the forest.
“Help!”
A cry of fear and despair was heard. However, the rest of the people had already run far away. Who would risk their lives to save them?
Jiang Ming was also running forward with the crowd. At this moment, he looked back and was shocked.
There were huge rats the size of domestic pigs. However, they were countless times faster. Their black fur was like fine steel needles, flashing with a cold luster under the sun. Their white teeth were as sharp as blades, and they could bite off a person’s arm with a single bite.
One after another, huge black rats emerged from the grass and trees, drowning the figures like a small mountain. Soon, even the screams disappeared.
In the depths of the invisible vegetation, the rustling sound became more intense. No one knew how many more such creatures were running inside.
Jiang Ming also felt uncomfortable all over. He quietly increased his speed and ran in front of these natives, running side by side with Wei Shouguang.
Although he was not afraid of death, being an eternal source of food for these rats did not sound good.
Jiang Ming shivered and did not want to look back anymore.
“Damn it, this is the first thing I’ve encountered after entering. How exciting!” Wei Shouguang’s eyelids also twitched wildly. He ran for his life and looked at Jiang Ming in surprise. “Friend, it seems that your strength is not ordinary. You run quite fast. May I know your name?”
“I’m Zhang Shan, a nobody who has practiced some martial arts!” Jiang Ming humbly waved his hand and then asked curiously, “Old Wei, you seem to know more about these ruins than others, don’t you?”
“It’s useless no matter how much I know. Can I know more than those great immortal cultivators? If not, we have to run for our lives.”
Wei Shouguang also held back his strength and said as he ran, “More than ten years ago, there were several waves of immortal cultivators exploring the ruins. My father was captured as cannon fodder and died inside after entering a few times. He imparted some knowledge to me beforehand. Thus, I have some understanding of it. Damn it, I didn’t expect that I would be caught this time.” Wei Shouguang seemed to be joking. However, Jiang Ming could see the hatred in his eyes.
He sighed internally. It could be imagined that the relationship between the natives and the cultivators in the city was not very harmonious. Perhaps there was a fire in the heart of every native.
Behind them, a towering tree suddenly collapsed, and a black shadow could vaguely be seen. It was moving up and down among the vegetation at an amazing speed. Perhaps it would soon be able to approach their team, and the weakest people at the back were already very close.
“Another tide of those rats! It seems that after the ruins completely recovered, all kinds of creatures have been released!”
Wei Shouguang’s eyes were solemn. “There were only a few such rats ten years ago. Their strength was similar to that of a cultivator in the early stage of the Qi Refinement Realm. I heard that they were good food. Now, they have become predators. Even a cultivator in the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm would find it difficult to come out alive if he fell into this rat tide.”