The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

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"Run! Run!

Tell everyone, drop everything and run!

! "

Maggie and Scott ran back to the Horde as fast as they could, shouting with all their might.

Hearing the shouts of the two, all the members of the Frost Bear Tribe ran out.

Living in the Freljord, it is inevitable that they will encounter some disasters, and they have long since cultivated the instinct to deal with times of crisis.

No one doubted what Maggie and Scott said, they were the backbone of the tribe and wouldn't lie on such a serious topic.

A group of female warriors took the lead, led by Kaina, who had quarreled with Ma Jie before, and led the children of the tribe towards the distance.

They don't need to know what they found behind, they just need to run away to a safe place, they are the future of the tribe.

At this time, Ma Jie and Scott did not need to say too much. Most people have already seen that the mountains in the north are completely rendered in purple.

And those purple monsters are less than a few kilometers away from them.

If they don't run away, they can only be buried in the beast tide.

Groups of people ran south from the tribe, and they didn't dare to bring any extra items except weapons.

Whether it is food or water, or some family heirloom, the speed of escape will be slowed down at this moment, and even his life will not be saved.

Simply because the Freljords are accompanied by disasters all the year round, they can gather in a very short period of time and flee towards the distance.

The Frost Bear Tribe had just run for 5 minutes, and when he looked back, he was already desperate to find that the previous tribe's station was completely covered in purple.

The towering Frost Bear banner has been submerged by those monsters, and its original appearance can no longer be seen.

Seeing this scene, they ran faster.

But no matter how they ran, they could only find in despair that the purple wave behind them was getting closer to them.

"Ma Jie, run with the rest of the tribe!"

A sturdy old man with pale temples spoke. He was the patriarch of the Frost Bear tribe, Frost Bear.

This name can only be used by the patriarchs of the past dynasties.

"From today, you are the frost bear of the tribe."

As he spoke, he stopped and turned around with a group of old women, children and warriors.

Ma Jie clenched his teeth and didn't even dare to look back. He could only run wild with tears in his eyes.

He knew that the choice of the Frost Bear Patriarch was actually meaningless, and it might not stop the purple monsters.

But he also knew that with the aged bodies of the patriarch and others, there was no hope of running past the purple monster at all.

The purpose of their choice is to not let themselves become a drag, so that young people like them can run faster.

Of course, if possible, they will also use their physical bodies to delay time for them.

"Come on, beasts!"

Frost Bear threw off the thick clothes on his body, his old eyes were full of chills, he pulled out the double axe from his waist, and went straight to greet the purple monsters.

And around them, the rest either took up weapons or bare hands, with determination on their faces, and made almost the same choice.

boom!

!

The purple wave collided with Frost Bear and others.

Except for Frost Bear, who killed nearly four purple monsters by relying on his strength, the others were drowned by the influx of insects without even turning up a wave.

The screams in the rear gradually ceased, so that Scott and Ma Jie, who were running in front, knew that Frost Bear and others had been wiped out.

Each of them clenched their fists and vowed in their hearts that they would avenge the old patriarch.

But at the same time, they moved forward faster.

The old people of the tribe sacrificed their lives, and they must not live up to it.

After running like this for half an hour, Ma Jie and Scott's faces, from the initial determination, were only numb and hopeless.

After half an hour of running wildly, the distance between them and the purple monsters did not widen, but they got closer.

In terms of physical strength, they still have a lot, but at this moment they have caught up with the children's army led by the female warrior.