Su Xiaoqiao was depressed. He thought he had been lucky enough to max out his sacred geno points in the Second God's Sanctuary, and was lucky enough to be teleported to a human royal shelter in the Third God's Sanctuary. But in less than a year, the royal shelter had become the target of a horde of creatures.
Looking at the majestic creatures outside the city that were more than ten meters tall, with six legs and two heads, Su Xiaoqiao felt his legs go soft.
After all, he had only been in the Third God's Sanctuary for a year, and he had only eaten ordinary and primitive creatures. He hadn't even had the chance to eat mutant creatures. Against such a horde of creatures, he was too weak to fight.
The situation in Trench Shelter was not looking good, either. The creatures were called Raging Ancients, and they were incredibly strong. The weakest among them were primitive creatures, and the stronger ones were mutant creatures. A few of the leader Raging Ancients were sacred-blood class.
After the Raging Ancients unlocked their gene locks, their bodies became as hard as stone. With their powerful bodies, the walls trembled and cracked. If this continued, it was only a matter of time before the walls were breached.
Without the shelter's protection, the humans would have a much harder time fending them off.
Han Sen watched as the elites fought the sacred-blood creatures outside the shelter. The sky was filled with flashes of light, and the beasts roared. But the result was not ideal.
After the Raging Ancient Beasts had unlocked their gene locks, their bodies were incredibly tough. Elites of the same tier would have to aim for their eyes, or other vitals. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to do much damage to the Raging Ancient Beasts. The sacred-blood Raging Ancient Beasts chased the Raging Ancient Beasts around, trying to evade their attacks.
Pang!
One of the Raging Ancients slammed into the wall, shattering it and sending chunks of rock flying everywhere.
"F * ck you!"
Su Xiaoqiao, who was on the wall, lost his balance and fell to the ground. The broken rocks splashed all over his body and face. His face was scratched by the high-speed splashing stones. Blood immediately flowed out, and he felt a burning pain on his face.
Enduring the pain, Su Xiaoqiao cursed loudly. He got up, drew his bow, and shot an arrow at the Pangu Beast in front of the wall.
Dong!
The arrow hit the beast's face, but it didn't hit its eyes. The beast swung its head slightly to avoid hitting its eyes.
However, Su Xiaoqiao's second arrow was like a ghost. It pierced the beast's left eye, and the beast screamed. It raised its front legs and slammed into the beast behind it.
Su Xiaoqiao touched the quiver again, but found that he had already shot out all the arrows. He couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "These guys are tall and strong, but their eyes are as small as mung beans. They made me miss so many arrows."
With no more arrows, Su Xiaoqiao threw his bow to the ground. He summoned a spear and thrust it into the face of the Raging Ancients outside the wall.
Blood splattered everywhere, and cries of agony filled the air. Blood and fire intertwined to form a brutal melody, each and every note was made from the blood of both humans and beasts.
Suddenly, the earth seemed to tremble. Then, the trembling sound became louder and louder, and became more and more obvious.
Everyone couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound. They saw a thirty-meter-tall Ferocious Ancient Beast running towards the battlefield. Every step it took caused the ground to tremble.
"A berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients!" Zhao Long, the leader of the shelter, was shocked.
With the power of the Warlord Shelter, it would be difficult for them to withstand the attacks of a few sacred-blood beasts. But there was a berserk sacred-blood beast in the midst of the horde of Ancient Beasts.
The berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients did not look back, and instead, it ran straight for the shelter's gate.
Zhao Long gritted his teeth and opened his wings. He flew up into the sky and threw his spear at the berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients.
The spear was like a bolt of lightning, and it was right in front of the berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients.
But the berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients only lowered its head to avoid being struck by the spear. The spear struck its forehead, and sparks of lightning erupted. But the spear was unable to penetrate the Raging Ancients' jade-like body. The spear was sent flying a few hundred meters away and into the wall.
Zhao Long's face changed. His strongest strike had not been able to penetrate the body of the berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients. The berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients did not stop, and it continued to run towards the shelter's gate. Every step it took shook the ground, and it left a one-meter-deep footprint in its wake.
The humans on the wall fired arrows at the berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients, but when the arrows hit the beast's jade-like body, they were like rain. They did not affect the beast at all. Many of the arrows broke and fell from its jade-like body.
The humans on the wall watched as the berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients slammed into the gate like a small mountain, breaking it apart.
There was a loud boom, and it wasn't just the gate that was broken. Even the tower itself was smashed, and a large crater was created. Even the walls around it collapsed.
Everyone's faces changed, and their morale plummeted. Facing such a scary creature, they had lost all will to fight. Fear crept into their hearts.
The Raging Ancients were excited, though. They ran towards the shelter, shaking the ground as they did so. It was as if the ground would crumble at any moment.
Everyone felt hopeless. No matter how much blood was shed, there was no way to make up for the difference in power. Everyone knew that Battle Hero Shelter would not be able to hold on, and that they would not be able to do anything about it.
"Retreat! Everyone, retreat! Teleport back to the Alliance!"
Zhao Long shouted this order, and he ran towards the berserk sacred-blood Raging Ancients, hoping to buy more time for the others to make it back to the Alliance.
The other experts also rushed back to the gap in the city gate, hoping that they could hold on for a while longer. The more they could escape, the better.
Su Xiaoqiao felt terrible. He looked at his companions, who were all in the same state of despair, and he sighed.
If they retreated now, they might not be able to make it back to the shelter.
"Dollar!"
Someone suddenly shouted. When Su Xiaoqiao heard the voice, he raised his head and said, "Is Dollar here?
Where is he? "
Su Xiaoqiao looked around, but did not see Dollar. His eyes were wide open as he watched the golden coins fall from the sky like a shower of coins.