After the plan was agreed, the next actions of the Tianwei Army obviously became crazy. While evacuating a large number of low-level soldiers, leaving only a few elite, they began a frantic attack on monsters, hunting monsters, and collecting source crystals. At the same time, they continue to send masters to hunt down the mobs nearby, without giving them a chance to discover and report. This behavior undoubtedly greatly stimulated the orcs, and waves of monsters began to gather. In just two days, monster beasts were roaring everywhere in the border area of the moo clan. The human army is no longer qualified to talk about hunting at this time, because they are facing an impenetrable herd. These fierce beasts and monster beasts rushed in the tsunami, making all kinds of strange sounds. Looking around, there were piles of beasts everywhere, stretching magnificently. Although there are a large number of monsters on the ground, the sky is also densely covered with birds. All kinds of fierce birds fly in the sky. When they wave their wings at the same time, the sky will cover them, but no rays of sunlight can see through it, as if night is coming. Sitting on the silver moon, Li Chongshan looked at the ferocious beasts that became mountains and seas from a distance, and looked at the magnificent scene that covered the sky and sun. "This will be the biggest beast wave that the mob has encountered in the past thousand years." "It is also a great gift we gave to the mob." Cheng Xianhai said. Everyone looked at each other and laughed together. Since entering the mob territory, they have never laughed so comfortably. "Look, they are moving." Chu Yingwan pointed to the distance. So everyone saw that the herd of animals suddenly moved on the horizon in the distance. It was like a wave rolling, the earth trembles with this movement, and waves of beasts surged out like this. The first to rush out is a large number of fierce beasts. They made a low roar of stuffy hair, and their powerful iron hoof stepped out of the sky shaking waves. They are huge in number and diverse in variety, but there are nearly a thousand kinds of them. Orcs do not have the characteristics of reproductive isolation, so that they produce new variants every day, and various strange beasts emerge in an endless stream. Behind them are a large number of low-grade monsters as the grassroots commanders controlling the movements of the herd. Although these low-grade monsters have average strength, their wisdom has grown significantly, and they have also become an important link between high-levels and cannon fodder. After that, there will be those monster beasts of high grade. Some of these monster beasts appeared as middle-level commanders, and some commanded the army mainly dominated by monster beasts. To be precise, this was the real main force of the beast tide. They didn't have the surging movement of the fierce beasts, but walked out with calm, unhurried steps, surrounded by air masses, that is the source of energy responding to their call. Their footsteps are powerful and confident, and they look like a human army. When you see this scene, you will truly understand why the orcs stand on top of this world. Afterwards, Li Chongshan and the others could see nothing. The tide of beasts is so huge that the seemingly endless team even makes them have not even seen the team behind, the team in front is already approaching. "Let's go, don't even think about leaving if you don't leave." Shi Kaihuang reminded. Su Chen turned around and flew away. Cheng Xianhai looked at the sea of beasts and sighed: "It would be great to eat them all." " Yes , there will be one day." Su Chen answered with a smile. Migutai. Chale looked at the sky boredly. The years of watching are dull and boring. Most of the time, Chale can only spend the long years by counting the ants. The ant nest under the old tree in front of the beacon tower has become his old friend. Observing these ants busy every day, occasionally he would throw in some food for the ants, watching them carry, fight, and fight against the ant nest next door, has become his greatest pleasure. Sometimes Chale would think that if there is a god in this world, he must be like his current self, looking down on all living beings. In his eyes, sentient beings are like a colony of ants, busy and full of disturbances, but they have no meaning except to bring some joy of observation to the gods. He will not help sentient beings, he will only occasionally throw in some food and opportunities out of interest, but he may also create some disasters out of interest. For the gods, everything is just an interest. Chale didn't know whether he was thinking right or not, he only knew that his thoughts were very interesting. As a mob, it was not easy to think of these. But if you think so boringly on every page every day, no matter how stupid you are, your life will become philosophical. At this moment, Chale was still as usual, sitting under the old tree in front of the beacon, watching the ant colony boredly. Suddenly he felt the sky darken. What happened? Chale looked up strangely, and then he saw the sky in the distance, and dark clouds were spreading quickly. No, this is not a dark cloud! Chale stared at the sky blankly. He saw that thousands of fierce birds were flying with their wings spread out. Oh my God, how many fierce birds is this? Densely dense, overwhelming. Beast tide! It's a beast wave! Chale finally reacted, and he turned around abruptly to light the beacon tower. The beacon of the mob is specially made. After being excited, it does not burn smoke, but lights up a beam of source energy. The source energy beam has a wide spread range and fast speed, and can be known to the rear at the fastest speed. As a warrior of the beacon, this is also the only mission in Chale's life. The day the mission is completed is when he died-it is impossible for him to run past those orcs. However, Chale was completely fearless. From the moment he accepted to be a warrior of the beacon, he already knew his destiny. Being able to warn his fellow clan is precisely the meaning of his existence, a testimony of his bravery and fearlessness, and he is destined to enter the hall of warriors and be the object of sacrifice for descendants forever. No regrets if you die! To some extent, he even looked forward to this moment. He ran towards the beacon, decisively and never forward. But when he came to the stage, he found that there were several human races standing there at the control hub, and a mob was lying under their feet. "Nah!" he shouted. "He won't answer you anymore." A young human race answered with a smile. His smile is faint and his expression is casual. Chale fell into an ice cave. conspiracy! This is the conspiracy of the human race! He stared at the man in front of him fiercely, and after letting out a low growl, he rushed out violently. But just as he was about to get close to the human race man, he suddenly turned and rushed to the console, and at the same time the totem patterns on his body lit up. He is not afraid of fighting, nor is he afraid of death, but he knows better that at this moment, lighting up the beacon to warn his family is the most important thing. brush! In the harsh wind of the sword, Chale's body had been cut into two pieces. However, his broken body still insisted on flying towards the beacon tower, Chale's eyes were frozen, and he stared at the center button. brush! It's another knife. Chale's head flew up. However, even if the head is gone, the will is still not dissipated, half of the body continues to fly forward, and the raised arm presses the button. At the moment to be photographed, a young man suddenly appeared in front of the beacon tower. He lifted his hand slightly, placed it on the hinge, and blocked the press. This was also the last scene that Chale saw. Then, his eyes were closed forever.