12dz Chapter 283 I am a little fish (38)
Chapter 283 I am a little fish (38)
Meng Li quickly sent a telepathic message to Ah Huo, grabbed Jing Li by the back of his collar, and led him and Chun Xiaopian to the massacre site at breakneck speed.
Jingli knew Meng Li was very powerful, but he never imagined that Meng Li, who looked so slender, would have such great strength, and that she could carry him away.
The icy wind howled against his face, and Jingli was so frozen in mid-air that he almost had facial paralysis. It took him a while to remember that he knew some magic that could protect him from the wind and keep him warm. He hurriedly pinched one of them and managed to save his face in time.
Upon arriving near the massacre site, Meng Li pulled out their previous vehicle from her storage space—a very luxurious cultivation-themed RV. The group hovered in mid-air, observing the situation at the massacre site.
This massacre was carried out by a herd riot.
Ah-Huo had mentioned a similar method of slaughter before, but Jingli intuitively felt that this time would be different from the last.
A colossal, grayish-white beast, three or four stories high, emerged from nowhere and roared as if it had been starving for a long time, marching in a single direction, causing the earth to tremble.
Their formations were also perfectly square, like well-trained soldiers.
It flows endlessly, without beginning or end.
Jingli had played a very versatile little game in the previous world called Snake.
At this moment, the horde of beasts resembled gray-white pixelated snakes that had grown to a certain size, invading the pixelated figures of cultivators on the ground.
The game-like thrill, combined with the barely noticeable blood-red color on the snow, creates a sense of absurdity.
It really looks like a deliberately staged massacre game.
The cultivators, scattered into small teams, were trying to fight against the giant beasts, attempting to climb onto one of them. If they could kill it and take it out, their journey would not have been in vain.
But the beasts were too big. If there was only one, it would be fine, but when they flew onto one of the beasts at top speed, the surrounding beasts would rush up and tear them apart as if they were enraged.
Then the tiny cultivators atop the giant beasts became victims of the beasts' struggle.
Many more cultivators are fleeing; those who are farther away are luckier, as they can find cover or, like Meng Li, take to the air.
Those who were closer were less fortunate; they were trampled to pieces by the giant beast before they even had time to react.
Jingli couldn't imagine how heavy these giant beasts were. Most cultivators had refined their bodies, yet they could be crushed into mincemeat by a single stomp of these beasts.
Some cultivators, having gained experience, would throw the cultivators they had already captured onto the giant beasts, causing them to fight and buying themselves some time to save their lives.
Utter chaos.
Meng Li observed for a moment, and the next second, several naked men appeared in her hands.
Jingli was startled.
These men all looked destitute, with empty eyes and drool at the corners of their mouths, but surprisingly, they were still breathing and hadn't died.
Meng Li rolled her eyes: "They got off easy."
After saying that, he threw the men into the herd of beasts with the motion of throwing a shot put.
Their fate was obvious: to become meat patties.
Meng Li clearly felt it was a pity to let them die like that.
Jingli quietly took a step to the side and asked cautiously, "Fairy, what's next?"
Meng Li rolled her eyes: "What are you still doing? Run!"
As they spoke, the scenery outside the window changed rapidly, and soon the herd of beasts disappeared from sight.
The luxury car took them to a relatively open area, a flat area with few trees and only a frozen lake.
Meng Li frowned, drove a little further until the lake was out of sight, and stopped in front of a mountain wall that was as smooth as if it had been plastered. She continued to observe the riot of the beasts using the air shield.
Jingli was somewhat confused, so he removed the spell that was maintaining his mask and humbly asked for guidance.
Meng Li didn't say much, but simply pointed to the spot where the beast horde had been.
On the ground, the swarm of giant beasts, resembling ravenous snakes, continued to meander forward. As their exploration area expanded, the gaps for survival widened slightly, and some cultivators were still struggling to avoid them.
However, the light had clearly dimmed by then.
It wasn't that night was about to fall, but rather that three large birds appeared in the sky.
The bird that suddenly appeared was also extremely large, at least four times the size of their luxury RV.
The color is black, with a faint dark red glow under sunlight.
However, despite its striking color, it became impossible to spot during high-speed flight.
They were in the air, not in the same formation as the giant beasts, but without exception, every cultivator who flew in the air using magical artifacts saw the strange bird one moment and died the next.
Within a certain area, the three strange birds were virtually invincible.
The cultivators had no time to escape, and no chance to even fight.
Unless they are cultivators with life-saving treasures.
At this moment, the previously safe sky has become a hell, and a little blood falls from the sky, turning into blood particles that fall onto the snow.
Jingli felt a bit scared. Fortunately, Meng Li had the foresight to leave that area early. Although they were far away, what if something had happened?
Of course, this bird's attack method is not without countermeasures.
As the saying goes, "the onlooker sees most of the game," and after watching for a while, I made some discoveries.
The birds' disappearance time is limited by time and distance. In other words, they only disappear when they are moving at high speed, and their dash has a limit. After a certain time or distance, they must reappear, somewhat like waiting for a skill cooldown.
But just like the giant beast, there were three birds in the sky. No one could guarantee which bird they saw a second ago, which put these cultivators in a very passive position.
Jingli, thinking of the lake she had just seen, asked, "Fairy, was there something wrong with that lake too?"
Meng Li shook her head: "There shouldn't be any problems here."
Jingli thought about it and agreed. Ah Huo had said that the current massacre was a concentrated area that was randomly triggered throughout the day. They were already far away from there, so even if there were aquatic giants in the lake, there wouldn't be any problems.
But what Meng Li just said was right.
Why the uncertainty?
Jingli didn't think for long before suddenly saying, "This snow mountain can move."
Yes, as Ah Huo just mentioned, those flat, large tectonic plates in the snow-capped mountains can move, and these movements can kill people.
If, as they think, this so-called snow mountain is actually a graveyard, a buffer zone for the rebirth of a group of puppets, after people die, those coffin-like snow blocks will move and perform some kind of ritual when night falls.
Now that the massacre has occurred, it is only natural that the snow blocks might move.
Since a massacre has already occurred, the movement of snow blocks will no longer kill people, but what about the space after the movement?
What if, for the illusionary array, the area of the lake overlaps with the space occupied by the giant beast and bird?
Seeing that he had figured it out, Meng Li said, "There are no visible dangers there except for the lake. This snow mountain wouldn't leave such a safe place."
As he spoke, the lake that had just appeared appeared in the air screen.