The pale giant hand grabbed nothing and slapped the ground. Pieces of rocks protruded out irregularly and the ground cracked.
The five fingers twitched slightly.
Puchi. A crack appeared on the back of the hand and a black eyeball appeared.
Why is my food gone?
The crowd's expression changed. "Where's the sacrifice?"
"Oh no, the sacrifice is gone."
"Sir, please calm down." The crowd prayed for the forgiveness of the existence behind the black fog.
The pale giant hand swiped the ground casually. Dust flew everywhere and the uneven ground was flattened. Only a smooth and flat crack was left on the ground.
Two fingers hooked and pointed at the crowd.
A young man with a white face and no beard was lying on the ground. He narrowed his eyes and looked around.
Suddenly, he saw two giant fingers grabbing at him. Then, his eyes almost popped out.
"Don't catch my father!"
"Qiu Chou!!!"
The long haired black bulls with curved horns on their heads that looked like towering trees spat out two puffs of white smoke from their nostrils.
The mist condensed into a knife. The translucent water knife slashed down and cut off the two fingers.
The figure held by the fingers fell down with the two fingers.
Losing two fingers, the giant hand was furious. It waved crazily in the air. The three fingers grabbed the wall and shattered it.
"Fang Yan, what are you doing!" The tribe elder was shocked. "Do you know what kind of trouble you've caused?"
The young man named Fang Yan stood up with his hands on the ground. His legs were numb from kneeling for too long.
"You're scared of such a piece of trash?" Fang Yan sneered. "I think you've been kneeling for too long. You think you're better than others. Ridiculous."
Gao Peng couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. He had a temper.
Behind Gao Peng stood a dozen people trembling. They stood in a group and secretly looked at Gao Peng's back. It was this benefactor who saved them.
But they didn't know what fate was waiting for them.
Gao Peng looked back at these people and asked, "Where are you from?"
These people didn't expect that Gao Peng would ask them such a question. After hesitating for a long time, they looked at each other before one of them said in a low voice, "Sir, I'm from the Fire Soup tribe."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The person next to him quickly pulled his arm.
His tone was filled with anxiety. These strange races were truly evil! Who knew if this was part of their scheme?
He tricked them into revealing the location of the tribe, and then took the opportunity to capture them all.
It's not like I haven't done this before.
Fire Soup Tribe … Gao Peng pondered. He was sure that there was no such thing as the Fire Soup Tribe in the Antiquity Times.
If he didn't deceive me, then those people from the Fire Soup Tribe are not from our side.
They were also natives of the Nine Heavens Ten Earths.
They shared a common ancestor with the Ancient Tribes and Earth Star.
Looking at the situation of these people, it seemed that they were not in a good situation.
He might not even have the ability to move freely …
In such a strict world, it was difficult to move an inch without strength. You couldn't even run out of the streets.
On the other side, Fang Yan's familiar, Qiu Chou, was constantly defeating the pale white hand. The hand looked fierce, but under Qiu Chou's attacks, it kept retreating.
Soon, the hand retreated.
"Wah ~" A baby's cry came from behind the black fog. The area covered by the black fog suddenly expanded.
Lightning flashed in the black fog.
Everyone around them knelt down, praying for Pluto to be appeased.
"Fang Yan, you've really disappointed us. The one who came out today was only the beloved son of the King of Hell. That's not the real King of Hell. Now, the King of Hell is furious. What are you going to use to appease the King of Hell? You're just causing the deaths of others!" When the elder saw the real King of Hell, he instantly became more confident and loudly berated Fang Yan.
In the black fog, a black and red giant door slowly appeared. On the giant door, there were two large eyeballs. The eyeballs rotated downwards. The eyeballs were bloodshot and vicious.
"How dare you hurt Pluto's only son. Prepare to die!"
After saying that, the giant door opened. A large amount of black fog spewed out from the dark crack. The black fog covered the sky and the sun, and the black wind howled.
It was as if the entire Rock City was in the depths of hell.
A large hand reached out from the door. The hand was huge and wore a red sleeve. The sleeve was embroidered with evil spirits, asuras, ghost soldiers, and judges. The five fingers were white and the nails were as black as ink.
Gao Peng was puzzled. Why was Pluto's aura so weak? It was a Saint-level ghost.
He thought it was at least a god. Who knew that this guy's aura was only at the peak of Saint-level?
However, when he glanced at the other people in the city, their auras were even weaker. There wasn't even a Saint-level. They were a bunch of weaklings.
The large hand that reached out from the door first checked the surroundings cautiously. When it found no worthy opponent, it sighed in relief.
"Boom!"
Territory spread out from the hand. The intersection at the street turned into hell on earth.
All the houses and cauldrons disappeared. Only the grassy field was left. A few ghost hand trees grew alone in the surroundings.
"I am Pluto of Rock City's Underworld. You have offended the Oracle. You should —"
The voice stopped abruptly.
The environment shattered. A scream came from the black and red giant door.
"I was wrong. Spare me. Ah …"
The scream was familiar.
It sounded like Pluto's voice.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
After a long time, the giant door shattered.
A figure floating in the void escaped into the sky and disappeared at the end of the horizon. Only the giant door was left in a mess.
Gao Peng took a deep breath and turned to walk out of the room. "Let's go. We're leaving the city."
Bai Haixuan walked in with a new batch of clothes, hoods, and hats. He distributed them. Gao Peng said, "If you want to leave the city, follow me."
Half an hour later, the group left Rock City.
They stood on the hillside, enjoying the cool breeze and looking at the dark rolling mountains in the distance.
Someone's eyes reddened. "Thank you."
"Thank you."
"Thank you, boss."
They all knelt down. Whether or not they were sincere, at least they expressed their goodwill at this moment.
"What are you going to do? You don't have familiars and your identities are questionable. Even if the people in the city don't chase you, you can't run out of this forest," Gao Peng said indifferently. Although it was harsh, it was the truth.
They looked at Gao Peng. Although they weren't smart, they weren't stupid either.
Since Gao Peng said so, there must be a way.
"Take me to your tribe." Gao Peng smiled coldly. "I'll protect you."
The crowd was in an uproar.
Gao Peng saw that they were unmoved and nodded. "If I wanted to kill you, I would've done it long ago. I have no ill intentions towards your tribe."
"Take him," someone suddenly said.
The others were in an uproar and turned to look at the person who spoke.
It was an old man with gray hair and dark skin.
Although old, he was full of vitality.
He seemed to have a high status.
After he spoke, the others agreed.
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