Chapter 8 The Burning Mountain Village

On the shore of a lake in the primeval forest, the burning flames broke the calm that the mountain village should have.

The small mountain village is small.

At a glance, there are only a hundred or so households.

They are nomads in this land, using fruits collected from the forest, hides and some food grown by themselves.

Exchange some necessities with distant cities.

In the history of the villagers' oral history, in the past hundreds of years, the villagers have wandered many places in this forest.

The land of this virgin forest is still fertile and rich in natural resources.

But unfortunately, because of those mutant beasts and monsters born under the influence of the blood moon, this mountain village is always forced to wander in different places.

During the long wandering, the mountain village could not develop more population, nor could it accumulate more money.

I can only run and work hard for life day after day.

The gains obtained by fighting for their lives can only be sold to the adults in the city at extremely low prices.

In order to exchange for some necessary daily necessities and more precious drugs for suppressing blood moon radiation.

However, over the years.

The situation in the village is slightly better.

Because, a few years ago, this village had great luck, and an extraordinary person appeared.

Just like some unique individuals in the beast, after receiving the radiation of the blood moon, there will be benign mutations.

Among human beings, there are very few lucky ones.

After experiencing radiation, not only will he not lose his life, but he will have superhuman physical fitness and even more incredible abilities.

Such people are called superhumans.

The birth of the extraordinary has greatly improved the status of the village.

Therefore, this village with only a few hundred people is qualified to be stationed in a relatively safe place.

The old people in the village, after a day of labor, sometimes sit on a tree stump and imagine that after several generations of hard work, their grandchildren may be able to live in the city.

No need to wander outside every day...

However, fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Under the shroud of the blood moon, the restricted area spreads, and in this gradually collapsing world, even a super-large city with a population of tens of millions will be threatened.

Not to mention these small villages that live in the wild.

Safety is just a moment of luck, and death and danger are the lingering shadows that hang over everyone's head.

This morning, more than a dozen evil spirits attacked this mountain village.

Unlike the invisible and intangible demons, these mutated human beings have cyan skin and pale tusks as sharp as rasps.

The blue demons attacked the mountain village from different directions.

Maybe it's because they've been comfortable for too long, or maybe it's because the gap between them is too huge.

It didn't take long.

In the village, the line of defense formed by the men had been completely overwhelmed.

The average height of the evil ghosts born after being irradiated by the blood moon is nearly 1.9 meters, and under the blue-black fascia are bulging muscle lines.

Moreover, compared with the living dead who have no consciousness and only hunting instinct.

These evil spirits still have a little bit of human evil thoughts. They are more crazy and more cunning. They know how to spread out their troops, and they also know how to attack the weak first, so that the men in the village with a certain fighting ability are exhausted.

"what!"

The men took pitchforks and sticks and tried their best to attack the evil spirits.

But they average less than 1.7 meters tall, and their muscles are weakened by chronic malnutrition.

Let the weapons in their hands fall on these evil spirits,

Only a tiny white mark remains.

And the devil who seemed to be provoked, just waved his hand at random.

The men flew out like broken rag dolls one by one, and smashed into the surrounding earthen walls.

If it was before, it is very likely that some of the villagers in the mountain village will stay voluntarily and cover others to escape.

However, after several years of development, the hope that they finally saw made these villagers hesitate.

The consequences of hesitation are fatal.

This group of evil spirits has completely surrounded this small mountain village from different directions, and most of the adult men are more or less injured.

But even so.

Even if they were severely injured and the blood gurgling from their foreheads blurred their eyes, the men would not take a half step back.

After all, the people hiding in the dirt houses behind him are his wife and children.

No one wants the relatives they want to protect to die in front of them.

Therefore, even if they die, they hope that they can die in front of their own family first.

"Rinko! Hurry up and leave!"

The man with a pitchfork climbed out of the collapsed wall, barely straightened his waist, and stopped in front of an evil spirit.

"madness!"

Leading the way, the evil ghost walking at the front was slightly taller than the rest of the evil ghosts.

Twelve iron rings are strung on its sturdy wrist, and the red light in its eyes seems to be more brutal than other evil spirits.

Swish!

I saw the middle-aged man who stood in front of him without knowing whether to live or die.

A hint of impatience flashed on the face of the evil spirit, it raised its hand, and its big fan-like hand fell from the air.

A piercing sound like a wild beast roared in his ears.

Before the palm of his hand fell on his body, the man's face was already agitated under the surging wind.

"what!!"

in the room behind the man.

The woman held her young daughter in her arms, daring her to see the miserable appearance of her father when he died.

The girl called Rinko curled up in her mother's arms like a frightened beast.

Even though her body was constantly trembling, the girl tightly held the string of strangely shaped knots in her hands.

"God, if you really exist, please save the people in the village."

The girl prayed in her heart.

But what's the use of that, if there really are gods in this world.

Then why did He watch countless refugees struggling under the radiation of this blood moon?

Why would there be such a man-eating monster running rampant.

However…

This time, the gods seem to have really responded.

Click!

The expected explosion did not come, and the man's angry roar continued to sound, mixed with a dull swallowing sound.

Goo-boom!