57 Arrival of the survivors convoy 2 (1/2)

”Bring the weapons! Call everyone! Prepare for battle!” the compound leader roared his orders with urgency. Then, he jumped up on one of the two trucks that were supporting the wooden barrier.

Looking the direction where Reem pointed earlier, and seeing a massive figure charging over, the compound leader's countenance turned extremely heavy.

Seeing his expression, Ramie gulped down a mouthful of saliva, his expression terrible to behold.

For the second time, and in less than 12 hours, the compound was attacked by a tier-2 beast!

'Could this beast be drawn here by the scent of blood from yesterday's battle…?'

Although the blood was cleaned yesterday… exactly for the purpose of avoiding other beasts being attracted to the smell, but Ramie couldn't help to question. After all, he couldn't just believe that their luck was simply this bad.

As the roars of the beast approached closer and closer, the weapons' bundles were brought, and all of the warriors and magicians gathered near the gate, preparing to defend against the assault, for the second time in less than 12 hours.

With terrible expressions, all of the warriors and the two magicians in the compound gathered behind the gate barrier, preparing for the incoming confrontation.

Many of them had already fought yesterday at night, and had barely gotten any rest, but now, they had to go through it all again, and in such short interval.

The newly awakened warriors were still in the initial state… they were yet to get used to their life energy, which meant that they won't be able to exert all of their strength.

Normally, they shouldn't be allowed to partake in a confrontation with tier-2 beast caliper, but… what was alternative?

Judging by the direction where the roars were coming from, it was apparent that the beast was coming at the gate.

”Be careful, this beast has the size of a truck! Quickly, anyone aside from the warriors and magicians; gets away from here, and hides in his house!”

The threat now was not something to be confronted with numbers. So, any one with no special abilities would just hinder the others.

In this fight, and against such a monstrous size, quantity was useless. Only quality can make difference here!

Also, if the warriors and magicians present here were unable to handle the beast, then the average people would be even less so.

Originally, the total number of individuals in the compound was only around 300. However, in yesterday's battle alone, over 60 souls were lost to the beasts. It was a horrifying loss in any standard… especially considering that the 60 fatality were among the 100 most capable individual in the compound. As for most of the remaining survivors, they were mostly children, women, or old people, which were less useful when fighting the savage beasts and even less willing to.

Roar!!

Roar!!!!!

ROAAAAR!!!!!!!

The roars of the beast got closer and closer. The group of magicians and warriors steeled their hearts for the imminent death battle.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

By now, everyone could sense slight tremors spreading across the ground in a certain rhythm. This was obviously the beast's heavy steps.

'Just how heavy that thing is…!'

The compound leader stood atop one of the trucks that were supporting the wooden barrier, one of the warriors ran over and handed him a bundle of the throwing javelins as well as the bony spear that he had use against the tier-2 flying beasts yesterday.

Picking up one of the javelins, the compound leader assumed a throwing posture, and with a 'whoosh,' he sent the javelin flying toward the beast, hoping to kill it before it reaches the compound.

Seeing the compound leader through the javelin, everyone held their breath, awaiting the leader's expression to loosen in relief, to see if he could inflict either a killing or crippling injury on this beast.

However, instead of the leader's expression loosening or rejoicing in triumph, his face darkened even further… killing their hope on the spot.

He did not stop there, but picked up one javelin after another and threw it at the charging beast.

However, and to every one's dismay, the beast didn't roar in agitation or an anger, to indicate that he had suffered any damage. Thus making the present warriors and magicians feel even more agitated, as they didn't know whether the leader's attacks missed the target or that the beast's defense was so terrifying that these types of attacks didn't cause the least damage to it.

Suddenly, the leader's expression changed. On the same time, Ramie felt a massive aura charge at the wooden barrier with a great speed!

Ramie heart sank at once.

'This thing is actually intending to charge through the barrier…!'

Everyone expected the beast to attack the barrier first, and then force his way in. As such, they intended to inflict as much damage as possible to the beast as he's busy trying to make path to get inside the compound.

However, and sensing that the beast was coming at the barrier in such momentum, it was obvious that the beast was intending to charge his way through the barrier.

One quick glance at Reem that was about to shout in warning confirmed ramie's thought.

Not wanting to wait a second further, Ramie turned and charged away with his top speed.

A moment later, two shouts of warning sounded out in succession, warning everyone to run away from the barrier.

One was deep, very loud and angry, while the other was soft and barely audible.

BOOOOM!!!!!

RUMBLE!!

With an ear shattering, violent sound of explosion, the wooden warrior was blasted apart to the inside of the compound, sending wooden shrapnel in various sizes flying everywhere.

As the wooden barrier caved in and exploded, the two trucks were pushed violently to the inside of the compound, flipping and sliding on the ground in such momentum as though they were two speeding trucks that had been involved in a violent road accident.

The two trucks crushed anyone who didn't move in time, and countless wooden shrapnel showered the running people, killing few on the spot and injuring others.

A thick, two meter long trunk of tree that was part of the barrier came hurling violently though the air with great momentum at Ramie's direction.

The trunk was rotating in the air like a bat that had slipped away from the grip of a baseball player, as he was swinging it at the ball.