The Godsfall Chronicles

The cloud hawk never realized, and never thought, that he had unknowingly become the devil in the eyes of the wildlings, the sinner in the eyes of the wildlings, and the wilderness brought untold turmoil and death, causing the wilderness to suffer unimaginable pain again.

This pile of bodies.

Was it all my fault?

The cloud eagle stared at the bloody sea of the central cadaver of the wildfire camp, and this painting caused an unimaginable impact.

A cloud hawk never labels itself as a good person. There is no such thing as a good person in the wilderness. It just happens in front of everything, but it is something that a cloud hawk never wants to see. This blood flows into the river, this resentful, dead face, this tangled body, this stench of stinking nose, these are destined to become poisonous worms into nightmares, they lurk in the deepest depths of the eagle into darkness, and they move silly whenever the night is quiet.

But even if it came back.

It's hard to change!

The cloud eagle does not know whether it is right or wrong, let alone whether it is good or bad at the end of the day, so that he is an ordinary person. He does not have a foresight, nor does he have the heart of life, but only pursues his own position and dreams.

Perhaps, as the old man said, living under this starry sky, whether you like it or not, man is a piece of dust in the world, and whatever effort you make, it's just you.

“What's wrong with you?” The head of the wildfire camp found the cloud hawk not looking right, "It's getting dark now. Since you're in the wildfire camp, please stay here. The wildfire camp is very poor and there's nothing to entertain. ”

“No need!” The cloudhawk doesn't want to stay here for a second, "Depp, let's go. ”

Depp knew that a cloud hawk might be a demon hunter, but he had some knowledge of the power of a cloud hawk. He thought it was impossible to defeat Sadie with the power of a cloud hawk. Depp always thought it was the Bloody Queen who killed Sadie at Camp Green.

“There's not much time left before dark, and leaving at this point means spending the night in the wilderness. ”

“Cut the crap and go! ”

The cloud eagle ignored Depp's kind reminder that he would rather spend the night in the wilderness than sleep in the bloody mountains in front of him. He felt uncomfortable here for minutes and seconds, a feeling that no one else would understand.

It's a sudden, awesome whistle!

It was an alert for an attack on a wildfire camp.

“Here comes the sweeper again! ”

The wildfire leader wanted to ask a few questions, who knew that when he heard the alarm at this time, he and the dozens of tough fighters in his hand had changed their faces and all ran in the direction of the alarm. The eagle also slowed away, and as he looked past in the direction of the alarm, he saw hundreds of blurred figures in the wilderness.

Sweeper.

Another sweeper!

These guys seem to be endless!

When hundreds or so of wildfire camp fighters rushed out with nervous hands and weapons, no one could understand why the sweepers who had just ended the fighting wanted to attack again.

What's in it for them?

Most of the materials in the wildfire camp were damaged two days ago, and food and supplies were looted in the wildfire camp. Now attacking the camp is not of great value to the sweepers, is it just for the sake of massacre?

The atmosphere inside the wildfire camp is fragile at a time when the fragile camp, if it suffers yet another heavy loss, will collapse completely, thousands will be displaced and the vast majority will die.

The number of sweepers is about 400, not much, but very elite, mainly made up of a variety of wilderness thugs, one is about two meters tall, strong, fierce and fierce, plus ten giant monsters about three meters tall or more, these mutants over three meters tall are called cannibals, they are the strongest fighting force in the sweep regiment, for any camp is a nightmare.

Such a hybrid elite sweep regiment is definitely a former force of the Saddis!

Because the Saddis are dead, seven messengers are dead, and the entire SWAT force is no longer able to carry the situation, the SWAT forces have collapsed and divided their families. They can no longer afford to live by threatening to pay protection fees in large camps, so they can only choose to target small human colonies.

That's why wildfire campers hate hunters!

Camp Green, even if it pays half of its supplies and water, is still very moisturizing, but without the supply of camp Green, thousands of sweepers will have a source of livelihood and they will have to choose to split up and attack the camp.

“Do you have to end this together?” The leader of the wildfire camp stood up in a gloomy face and shouted angrily when confronted by the scouts: “Then come, we will not let you demons go, even if we die! ”

The sweepers generally have low intelligence and little ability to think, except that beasts generally rely on human monsters for their instinctive actions. However, there must be a few intelligent men in command in any one troupe, so this troupe is no exception.

Stepping out of this group of men who looked normal, the first of them stood up and said that he couldn't see clearly in his face, but the surface of his body was covered with mutant tissue, making him look like a patient with severe skin disease: “I'm not here to see you today, give me the hunter! ”

The people in the wildfire camp looked heavy.

What hunter? There's no such thing as a demon hunter in a camp!

“Stop pretending, we've got news.” The head of the sweeper growled furiously: "Kill the master's hunter, left the Green Camp two days ago, he took about ten Green Camp men, now among you, if you dare to hide him again, don't blame us for slaughtering you all! ”

Camp Green?

Demon hunter?

Ten Greenfield warriors!

The head of the wildfire camp looked confused, then shocked, and finally angered. His whole face subsided, and he turned around and yelled at them: "Those green camp! Get them! ”

The cloud hawk realized the bad moments, and he had ridden the giant lizard of the desert and started running away with the others, but eventually he was a little late, and the people in the wildfire camp reacted.

“That's them! ”

“These damn green campers! ”

“One of them is a hunter, grab them! ”

The eyes of the wildfire campers are like flames of hatred and anger!

Though wildfire campers hate sweepers, they hate so-called hunters even more! These guys come from the high realm, they see wildlife like grass mustard, they disrupt the balance of the wilderness for their so-called honor, these guys should be completely cursed in the wilderness!

If the eyes can turn into fire.

A bunch of cloudhawks are already burned to ashes!

Dozens of wildfire camp fighters who lost their mind because of anger, they came around a dozen people at all costs, surrounded by the sound of bowstrings breaking, one by one, throwing it at several people.

“Ah!”

In the scream, a green camp warrior with arrows fell to the ground, instantly surrounded by more than a dozen angry camp warriors, listening only to a terrible scream from the center, this poor warrior almost torn to pieces by these mobs.

The leader of the wildfire camp took a long homemade shotgun in the hands of his neighbours. He pointed his weapon at the cloud eagle, pulled the trigger quickly with his fingers, and a powerful flat-headed bullet came out. Even the cloud eagle could not escape and hit the cloud eagle severely.

If this bullet power falls on ordinary people, I'm afraid it will blow up a fist-sized cave on the spot. When it hits a cloud eagle, it is first cushioned by the cloak effect, then creates a notch in the bear fur armor. The toughness and strength of the bear fur armor is very high enough to resist ordinary bullets, but the gun is still much more powerful than you think.

A cloud hawk was shot.

It's like being tapered and then hammered with an iron hammer.

The strength of this fierce force almost made him fall off the mount.

At this time, another Green Camp soldier was defeated and surrounded by wilderness mobs from all sides! At this time, another group of wildfire camp fighters formed a blockade in front of them, so that the group of green campers no longer had a gap to break through. When the eagle saw this, his anger poured out, and his book of sand hidden in his chest blew energy, and all the surrounding sand and dust was lifted into the sky to form a sand wall.

The use of the Book of Sand in desert terrain saves a lot of energy.

The eagle reached out its arm and pushed it so hard that several meters of high sand walls covered it. Although the force of the eagle was not enough to cause injury, it covered the wildfire camp fighters in front, leaving them unable to target and design for a while.

“Kill it! ”

De Pula opened a bow and shot through two people.

“Kill!”

Seven other Green Space fighters pulled out their weapons, the desert giant lizards were strong enough to flash their limbs, and flew several roadblocking mobs on the spot. They bit one of them with a blood basin mouth. The Green Space fighters swung the blade and cut it, causing more than a dozen casualties.

The wildfire leader was unquenchable: "Kill them, kill them! ”

Depp turned around and pulled out a special iron arrow, which he pulled up and fired, passing through sand and dust cover, plus the wilderness leader had suffered minor injuries the day before yesterday in battle with the sweeper, so his body was not very flexible, and when he realized that the arrow of death was close, he wanted to resist but it was too late.

The power of this special iron arrow is terrifying!

Wildfire leader's homemade shotgun stone gun body was first torn into powder, and eventually an arrow was shot into the wildfire leader's chest. The old man swayed for a moment, staring at the chest blood hole, and eventually his face fell unhappy.

The old chief died tragically under an arrow.

There was a riot in the wildfire camp.

Several green campers finally escaped the camp while it was chaotic.

Though he had escaped, the Eagle was in a very complicated mood, and he had never killed a wildfire camper, but in the eyes of the wildfire campers, he must have been nothing short of a demon. Especially the old chief, the cloud hawk can see that this is a very rare and intelligent and friendly person, and if it wasn't for a different position, the hawk would certainly be able to socialize well with him.

Now the old man is dead.

The eagle didn't kill him, but he died of the eagle. What difference does it make to the eagle's own hand?

The cloudhawk doesn't care what others think of him. It's just that he feels deeply helpless about everything now. He has a feeling that he can't help but be caught by destiny. When eight Greenfield fighters escaped from the wildfire camp, they did not stop for a moment and immediately began to head deep into the wilderness.

This is the right place to go!

Is it that easy to just want to leave?