1291 The Tragedy in the Sea of Grass (2/2)
The man called Da Fei realized he was straying away from the team even though he was less than ten meters away. He quickly regrouped with the others with an awkward face.
”Da Fei, wasn't Lao He in front of you?” the captain asked.
”Huh? Isn't Lao He with the others?” Da Fei asked, puzzled.
”Stop, everyone, stop moving. I need a headcount!” The experienced captain immediately gathered the team when he realized something was wrong.
The team initially had ten members. However, he had not seen the man with the broken nose for quite some time!
The rest of the team quickly searched their surroundings within a certain radius. However, the grass was just too tall and thick. They were still struggling to find the man with a sunken nose even though Da Fei mentioned he still heard the man blabbering less than a minute ago...
”Come back, regroup at once!” The captain immediately summoned the members when he realized something was odd.
”F**k me, where's Shi Niu? Why isn't he back yet?” someone soon blurted out in the team.
”There's something here. Stay on your guard!” the captain said sternly.
The rest of the team fell silent. They focused their attention on the grass nearby. One of them could no longer stand the limited space they had. He recklessly used a spell to get rid of the grass nearby to create some space.
However, it was utterly meaningless. The area outside of the space he created was still covered in dense grass. There was no sign of the two members that had gone missing.
”What should we do now?”
”How are we going to find Shi Niu...”
”We can't afford to go and find them. It's only going to make things worse. Hold your ground, and stay calm!” the captain said.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely weird. Even the slightest sound was making the team feel uneasy...
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The sea of grass swayed in the wind. The sight of the cobs rolling forward like waves was spectacular.
The sky was perfectly blue while the ground was a boundless green sea of grass. If someone looked down from a great height, they would see little paths like the trails left by a small raft on a lake across the valley.
Occasionally, there would be a little disturbance with blood and grass scattering in the air. There were also dull cries and deep roars blended with the howling wind and rustling grass. Similar situations were happening continuously across the valley. Unfortunately, the sea of grass was too tall and spacious. The sounds were too soft and blurred when they reached the open sky...
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Deeper within the valley, Mo Fan and his crew began to pick up their pace. The grass ahead was being split apart like waves. The areas where the grass was too dense were set aflame instead, burning the grass into ashes!
Mo Fan did not let the fire spread, as it might place other Hunters in a more difficult position. The grass had a surprisingly strong resistance to fire, making it difficult for the fire to spread.
”We must take out the den before more Hunters arrive. Otherwise, more than a thousand Hunters are going to die here!” Mo Fan swore.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan had discovered many Hillmen hidden in the grass on their way here. They had to find the Giant Purple Lindens or the Hillmen's den as quickly as possible to avoid more people dying in this terrifying sea of grass...
It was a journey of no return for the Hunters who were not strong enough!