【"atrocious"】

["Burning, Killing, Looting"]

【"demon"】

The system has started a new round of abuse.

Zhou Li'an was focused on mopping up, but he was still distracted and responded: "I think you are inside me."

[Be confident, don’t think so.]

hehe.

Only truly kind people understand what justice is.

Isn't this self-defense?

They were the ones who made the first move.

“Without war, how can there be world peace?”

"You don't understand."

【Ah, yes, yes, yes.】

["World Nuclear Peace"]

Zhou Li'an stopped paying attention to him.

He ducked and crouched in a safe corner under the mountain wall.

A 'click' sound.

The new magazine was jammed into the magazine opening. After going deep into the tiger's den, he certainly did not dare to continue loading the ammunition. He put caution and safety first in everything.

Boom boom boom——

The thunderous roar swept across again.

The entire valley was already in chaos.

From the initial counterattack to the beginning of their collapse and escape, they only lasted less than three minutes.

The gap between cold weapons and hot weapons is like a real dimensionality reduction strike.

"Run, the devil is coming!"

"Woo woo woo, why, why didn't the Mother Earth protect us?"

"Take the child with you... Idiot, put it down, that's not our child..."

The center of the valley.

Patriarch Tushi, who was immersed in morbid and crazy joy just a moment ago, was stunned.

He couldn't believe the scene before him.

How dare someone dare to invade the powerful and brave Tushi tribe?

And his people are so vulnerable.

"Stop them, stop them all!"

"No escaping, line up to meet the enemy!!"

People within the tribe still don’t know what is happening outside.

Upon hearing the call of Patriarch Tushi, people immediately took out their weapons and gathered around the Patriarch to guard.

Several tribal elders ordered people to catch the fleeing tribesmen, "What happened?"

"Devil, the devil is coming!"

"We can't stop..."

"The devil holds thunder in his hands!!"

The person who was caught knelt on the ground, crying bitterly and having a nervous breakdown.

Because what he encountered violated his cognitive outlook. The warriors who thought they were brave suddenly discovered that their bows, arrows, blades, and spears were useless.

And the devil only needs a thought to kill them.

Boom boom boom.

The roar gradually got closer.

The expressions of several old men gradually became panicked, and they came to the priest's side: "Witch, is he really a demon?"

The priest frowned, but he was still calm. He stood on the high platform and issued a call——

"The Tushi tribe is the people of the Mother Goddess of the Earth!"

"We are the spirits of the mountains..."

"No evil god can invade our sacred territory!"

"Warriors, pick up your spears, defend your homeland, defend the glory of Mother Earth, and never back down!"

"Picture stone——"

The young warriors who had just experienced the baptism of blood roared crazily.

"Picture stone! Picture stone! Picture stone!"

The passionate emotions were ignited and gradually began to boil.

People stained their hands with the blood on the ground and smeared it on their cheeks. The smell of blood made their whole bodies feel burning.

But the fleeing people, looking at this passionate scene, only felt cold all over.

But the way back was blocked, and they didn't dare to continue fleeing.

The children's cries and the soldiers' roars were as distinct as two different worlds.

Patriarch Tushi took from the hands of the warrior leader a longer bow that was larger than the hands of ordinary warriors.

He stood on the high platform and quietly waited for the enemy to arrive.

Someone beat the war drum again.

But the deafening thunder stopped.

Gradually, they saw a lonely figure approaching, tall and burly, wearing strange leather armor.

"Archer!!"

The line of longbows tightened their bow strings, and the arrows were aimed at the intruder.

Devil? That’s it?

Patriarch Tushi looked disdainful.

He didn't think it was a demon, because like them, it had limbs and a head.

As long as the opponent's head is cut off, even the devil will die.

The corpses are separated, and the door to the afterlife will refuse to accept the broken soul.

At this moment, Patriarch Tushi also pulled up the long bow, tilting it upwards without thinking at all. After decades of hard work, the long bow almost became one with him.

Whoosh, the arrow feathers are flying rapidly.

The sound of breaking through the air echoed.

Everyone witnessed the parabolic bow and arrow, which was about to pierce the man's chest at a precise angle.

People's faces began to show surprise.

But in the next moment, their smiles froze on the spot.

The person who was originally standing hundreds of meters away disappeared without any warning, just evaporated out of thin air.

The arrow feathers fell to the ground and were inserted into the empty land, trembling and shaking in silent mockery.

At this moment, the valley felt like death.

Next to the war drum, the drumsticks slipped unconsciously from the hands of the drumming warriors, and the echo of the drums was being swallowed up by deathly silence.

Some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, but when they opened their eyes again, they still could not see the disappearing figure.

Patriarch Tushi's angry red expression a moment ago turned pale in an instant.

He turned his head tremblingly, only to find that Wu Ye was looking at him. Both of them saw infinite horror and panic in their respective eyes.

"Look!"

A cry of surprise came out of the blue.

The figure who disappeared a few breaths ago unexpectedly reappeared, kneeling on one knee.

Boom, boom boom boom.

Zhou Li'an pulled the trigger and shot continuously towards the high platform.

The two shots missed, but the bullets still hit the target, and a few blood flowers representing death bloomed on the body of the man who had just intended to shoot him.

Everything happened too fast.

When Patriarch Tushi tried to look into the distance, he felt several bursts of severe pain in his body.
To be continued...