The brave man opened the coffin and rose

When the familiar truck appeared in Rectore's sight, Rectore's heart was filled with fear and he wanted to evacuate the scene urgently.

"It's that truck!"

Rectore, who personally commanded the disgraceful operation of selling out teammates, can be said to be very familiar with the details of the truck.

Although they successfully captured two more farms after that, one night's victory still could not wash away the shock and fear that the archers brought when they came back to report to him.

If the truck in front of him was indeed the one he had left behind to deceive his own people and allow those fifteen guys to fight to death in peace, then that meant—

The archer reported that the guy who could tear Lizardmen apart with his bare hands and even leave some of his compatriots without a single corpse left was most likely among them.

"Damn it, we must leave quickly!"

Rectore knew that even though there were only a few dozen ordinary-looking scaleless people before him.

Half of them looked obviously malnourished, and the other half were in a miserable state.

But Rectore was deeply aware that if the guy described by the archers was present, then one of these people would not be an ordinary scaleless man.

An existence of that level could never be taken as a civilian guess.

After taking a quick glance and seeing that the only ten remaining armed men on the Scaleless people's side were holding the javelins and scimitars that his resource collection team had been equipped with, Rectore became even more frightened.

How could it be so well preserved? Either there was no fighting at all, or the enemy had a sophisticated means of seizing it.

This further indirectly confirmed that the two archers who stayed behind to cover the rear and observe the situation were not lying.

The battle was indeed resolved in a very short time.

But is it really so? After a brief thought, the lizardman riding on the wolf also noticed something that didn't make sense.

That is, is the fierce scaleless man who ended the battle in sixty seconds really still at the scene?

The guy in front of him who was fighting and running with the black bear was holding a different weapon from those people. It was a shining half-sword.

The unique weapons, it can be said that the man in front of him with a weapon is very likely the threat.

But, isn't this right?

If the other party is really the terrifying existence that can tear the lizardmen apart with bare hands and leave no trace of some of them.

Why would they flee in a panic, fighting and running, leading themselves to the main force?

A guy who can fight against long-handed enemies with short hands and kill fifteen people in sixty seconds, shouldn't he be killed by the wolf in a few rounds?

After thinking like this for less than a second, Rectore's fear just now disappeared.

Because he came to two conclusions.

Either that or the man in front of him was just a guy who happened to have a different weapon, and not the terrifying being described in the report;

Or, he is indeed that terrifying existence, but for various reasons, he is now unable to fight against himself.

These two reasons led to the fact that when he encountered the enemy in the wild, he could only run away desperately and try to seek help from the large force.

But no matter which one it is, I shouldn't lose my life...

"Are these crude weapons useful to me?" After ensuring his own safety, Rectore's confidence returned.

He was sure that with one pounce from the wolf, all the scaleless people would be scared away.

As for the scaleless man with golden eyes who was taking advantage of the power of others and had frightened me for a while, I would catch him and take him back to torture him soon.

When Rectore thought of this, he also sat up straight on the black wolf and stared at Abes with a gaze that could not be ignored, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Haha, you lured me out. Very good. I won't be polite then."

A few seconds ago, when he saw the other party trying to leave, Abes was actually extremely anxious. It didn't matter if he ran away, but the magic props couldn't run away.

But for some reason, after a few seconds, this guy's look changed to one of fearlessness.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

There was a flash of excitement in Abes' eyes. Since the other party didn't seem to have any intention of escaping again, he would not let go of this opportunity easily.

"Since you have fallen into this trap, don't even think about going back."

Abes patted the black bear under his crotch, and the black cub under his crotch was also very sensible and launched an attack following Abes's command.

After all, the wounds left by the wolf on its body were still burning with pain.

Rectore felt a powerful force attacking from the side. He subconsciously tried to control the wolf, but he did not expect that because he had relaxed the control before and issued the order to "fight to your heart's content", the huge beast under him was already somewhat out of control.

Rectore wanted to turn the "dog's head" around and let the wolf carry him to avoid the black bear's claws.

But the wolf growled and just pounced on the human in front of it.

You know, for this bloodthirsty predator, the atmosphere of fear emitted by piles of humans is definitely the best seasoning.

The sharp claws swung down. If it were just a human with ordinary morale, they might really be shocked by this wolf-like creature that was as huge as a horse.

But now, they had just found food and were about to have a big meal. How could they be interrupted and die here?

What's more, Abes's next words made their fighting desire burst to the limit again.

"Lizardmen always move in teams. I'm sure everyone on the farm has seen it. If we let him go back and tip off the enemy, we'll probably have no choice but to run away!"

Abes shouted loudly.

The big guys holding the javelins widened their eyes. After hearing what Abes said, they also realized the urgency of the matter.

If they let this guy escape and tip off the enemy, their hard-earned chance to rest and resupply would be completely gone.

Not only did he have to run away, but he also had to look at the fierce wolf under his opponent's crotch...

If all the Lizardmen were equipped with these mounts, then after that, those who ran slowly and hid late would not only need to run away.

Will die!

Rectore struggled to control the wolf, while at the same time trying his best to avoid the black bear's claws.

He held on to the wolf's mane tightly, constantly adjusting his sitting posture and direction, trying to avoid the black bear's attack.

And under his crotch, the wolf roared and waved its sharp claws as it approached the human who raised the spear.

But to the beast's surprise, those weak humans, which it viewed as a cowardly race of moving blood bags, not only rose up and fought back, but also resisted its attack.

The wolf's brain did not have enough intelligence to allow it to think about why, and without stopping, it continued to execute the previous operator's command to "Fight to your heart's content."

In the yellow eyes, the beast's bloodthirsty emotions swelled immensely.

In the tense atmosphere, the few people who had managed to resist the attack clenched their javelins again.

At this moment, they aimed at the Lizardmen riding on the wolf.

"Let us give them a taste of their own medicine."

As for the wolf, the lizardman Rectore was extremely arrogant, and his eyes were not looking at the human in front of him.

In his view, these defenseless humans were not worth mentioning at all.

In a few seconds, the wolf that he had given the order to [Fight to Your Heart's Content] should be scared away.

The only thing he needed to be careful of was the man who was riding on a bear and harassing and attacking him.

The next moment, the sky seemed to darken.

Feeling a little strange, Rectore turned his gaze to the front.

From the sky, spears began to rain down, just as he had seen countless times when he had given orders to capture the Scaleless Men and storm the farms.

Only this time, the person within the target range of the spear was himself.