"Cough, cough."
As Qi Lao fell, a warm and viscous liquid surged up his throat, and a scarlet spittle trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Qi Lao!"
Seeing Qi Lao in such a state, the guard squad shouted in unison, a faint aura rising from their bodies, forming a weak protective shield, trying to help Qi Lao up.
"Haven't you had enough of a lesson?" Wang Shan's icy words, mixed with raindrops, reached everyone's ears, instantly recalling the encounter at the village entrance, where the sudden increase in pressure made it impossible for them to resist a second time with their current strength.
If it happened again, their fate wouldn't be any better than Qi Lao's.
Immediately, they retracted their auras, standing in place with guilt-ridden eyes, fists clenched, shaking their heads helplessly.
No choice.
In the current situation, they could only ensure their own safety. No one knew what this nearly two-meter-tall humanoid Demon Beast might do next!
