Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 540 Attack
Valley Barrier, White Eyebrow Clan.

The guard who had just taken his turn on duty yawned and waited for his brother to take over.

And on the iron wall.

The soldier guarding the watchtower was still observing the sky at the end of the distant field of vision, trying his best to capture some more signals.

"Take a break. The searchlight beam will be more conspicuous at night," his companion advised. "Besides, the investigation team has already gone out. I believe there will be results soon."

"I hope so." The soldier was about to move his head away from the eyepiece, inadvertently causing the frame to shift two inches.

He sighed and said he would adjust it again later.

Such delicate equipment is always difficult to handle.

But it was at this moment of deviation.

The scene turns straight down.

A vague scene slightly closer to the horizon was revealed.

The soldier was stunned and his pupils suddenly dilated.

He quickly put his eyes close together and quickly adjusted the field of view and aperture of the telescope, as if he wanted to press his entire body forward.

"What's wrong?" His companions noticed that he was acting strangely.

He saw it clearly, his face turned pale, and his fingers trembled:

"It's a beaked beast..."

"The Beakbill herd!"

Almost at the same time, all parts of the fortress observed the abnormality in the distance, and the constant alarm sounds and fear spread rapidly, echoing throughout the valley.

There are beaked beasts all over the mountains.

The long necks stood upright, and the thick limbs made the earth tremble under their feet. The thick shells on their backs were covered with dark red blood and were covered with sharp spikes.

Dozens, dozens, hundreds...

Or a few hundred?
The White Eyebrowed Guards had never seen so many Beaked Beasts attacking at the same time. They almost filled up the field in their sight.
This must be a mixture of more than ten groups of beaked beasts.

But in nature, when so many groups of beaked beasts appear at the same time, they will fight among themselves - no hunting ground can provide them with food.

This has seriously violated the law of habit.

"Why..." The severity of the alarm has alarmed the clan leader Wu Ma.

The middle-aged man hurriedly climbed up the iron wall tower and looked at the long-necked beaked beasts that stood in a sea and gradually appeared in the field of vision. He could not believe it at all.

Not to mention how strange their movements were, as if they were wandering aimlessly - but the direction they were heading to was undoubtedly the valley where the White Eyebrow Clan was located.

The key thing is——

"Where's the Faceless Man?" Wu Ma looked at the attendants around him, "Hasn't he already led these giant beasts away?"

"Yes, yes." The attendant was in a panic and did not understand what was going on. "Master Wumian is still outside the fortress..."

But no one knows his exact whereabouts.

The other party did not need protection and had also warned that it would be dangerous for ordinary people to follow them. After several accidents happened when they went out together, the White Eyebrow Clan no longer insisted on escorting them.

"Could it be that Wumian encountered some accident..." At this moment, Wu Ma still held on to the last glimmer of worry or hope.

"Don't worry about it!" The attendant pulled Wu Ma back, "Chief, you should go down and take shelter first. The beaked beasts are coming to attack the city——"

“Shut up!” The middle-aged man who already looked old pushed him away and said, “Call all the elders and generals of our White Eyebrow Clan… Now is the time to live or die together.”

"Once the barrier is broken, no one will be able to escape!"

The words have not yet fallen.

The beaked beasts in the distance had already smelled the scent of fresh flesh and blood in the wind. With their long necks they glanced and saw the valley barriers erected by steel racks. The dark grey walls were incompatible with the surrounding cliffs and rocks.

The long-necked beast began to run.

Roaring wildly.

The tremor stirred up sand, gravel and dust, which spread along the ground to people's feet. Even the towering city walls seemed to be shaking slightly.

"boom!"

The first batch of beaked beasts rushed towards the steel gate without hesitation.

"What is Wumian doing?!"

Ren Lin was shocked when he received the report from the front line.

The truth behind the beast disaster and Wumian's involvement... he knew it all clearly.

But I've never heard of it.

One of the plans was to drive so many beaked beasts to attack the river valley barrier.

They used to joke about it.

The Beakbill can be used to crush the White Eyebrow Clan.

But unexpectedly, the other party actually did it.

Why did he do this--

Blood...Ren Lin thought of a possibility and suddenly trembled all over: Where did he go wrong?

That person is in the Baimei clan at this moment.

And Wumian knew this.

But what followed was a wave of anger.

"Damn Faceless..." The businessman gritted his teeth. His originally gentle face was now extremely ferocious, with every strand of fat twisted into a ball. "Does he want to kill me?"

It turns out that I'm not the only one who has been using Wumian.

This animal trainer from Shandi has been secretly plotting against him - now is the best opportunity.

conspiracy.

It has always been the case that the fewer people who know, the better.

When Faceless becomes a noble, he needs to clear himself, at least on the surface, otherwise it will be difficult for him to rule Shem on behalf of the United Cities.

He would not leave this handle to Ren Lin.

No one will be given the opportunity to threaten a lord.

And as long as Lu Beiyou can be killed.

Even though President Long En could see through this little trick, he would not care too much about the other losses - focusing on the big and letting go of the small has always been his style.

Affected by the beast disaster.

What a dignified way to die.

From the beginning, the two had never established true trust. Ren Lin once proudly introduced the rule of doing business: "Calculate the cost and reap the reward." Wumian agreed, but he actually knew this a long time ago.

What he does is a business with no capital.

Nothing but profit.

In a sense, this talented animal tamer from the Land of Flash deserves to be a natural-born noble of the United Cities.

"Where is the faceless boy? Why hasn't the faceless boy come back yet..." Someone cried, "The Beakbill Beast is coming, what should we do?"

That is the Bali clan from which the Faceless came.

This tiny nomadic tribe almost rose to fame overnight because of the emergence of the Faceless Man. They were highly respected among the major tribes and were in a very prosperous position.

But at this point, the prototype is revealed.

In the entire chaotic valley, no one paid any attention to them anymore. The faceless uncles in the Bali clan were also at a loss and could not do anything.

Ren Lin glanced at them from a distance.

There was both anger and ridicule in my heart.

The Faceless drove the Beaked Beast to attack the White Eyebrow Clan, and it was obvious that he had abandoned the tribe from which he came. Once the barrier was broken, all the people would die without a burial place - or be fed by the giant beast.

"But... there is still a way out." The merchant led the few remaining high-level warriors and walked towards the depths of the valley. "This is not over yet!"

(End of this chapter)