Chapter 333 - Hunted by the Entire City of Beastmen (1/2)

After she managed to calm down, Bai Qingqing analyzed the situation rationally.

Since the ape king was able to conjure those magical illusions, perhaps there really existed deities in this world.

Due to the drought, the tree branches and tree leaves on the ground felt particularly pricky to the feet. But it was like Bai Qingqing didn’t sense anything—she merely walked on the ground in a wooden manner.

Muir turned his head and looked at the top of her head. If she would only look up, she would clearly see the deep love in his eyes.

“I’ll bring you to Sea Cliff. There are only eagle beastmen there. Even if those calamities came true, no beastman would get injured.”

“What about females?” The tempted Bai Qingqing asked, not entirely assured.

“No females,” Muir replied in a deep voice.

Bai Qingqing froze for a moment, then glanced up at him. Muir instantly kept away his insolent gaze, before gazing at the path ahead.

“Alright, then let’s go to Sea Cliff.”

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On the other side, Curtis, Parker, and Winston were anxiously walking in the withered forest.

Behind, there was a big batch of hostile-looking beastmen.

Males had a strong sense of direction toward their mates. Curtis and Parker would definitely be able to find Bai Qingqing. This was why they kept following them despite the danger.

They wouldn’t allow their females to suffer that sort of brutal harm.

There were too many of them. Even though Curtis and Winston were sufficiently powerful, they couldn’t very well kill all of the beastmen. Hence, they had no choice but to move forward with such a long tail.

But even if Curtis wanted to kill them all, this group of beastmen wouldn’t stand there and simply allow themselves to be killed. If nearly ten thousand beastmen were to spread out all at once, how could Curtis—who, despite how powerful he was, was only one snake—kill?

He was in a rush to find Bai Qingqing.

Curtis brought along the clothes he made out of his snakeskin, a small bag of rice, and two wine jars.

Parker carried flour and seeds on his shoulders.

Winston was hugging the four remaining wine jars to his chest.

Also, little snakes the thickness of an arm were hung all over their bodies, to the point where they nearly couldn’t see the path ahead.