His head was a little dizzy.
But his body didn't hurt.
The ground wasn't as hard as he thought.
And …
It was a little soft.
Pangnard slowly woke up after falling to the ground.
Instinctively, the representative of the Herders from the Bay Area checked his body and touched the ground.
"Have enough?"
A low, muffled voice sounded in his ears. Pangnard was shocked.
He then realized Lucan was below him.
Pangnard jumped up. With the help of the faint light, Pangnard clearly saw cracks all over the ground where Lucan was lying.
The cracks were caused by the impact.
Looking at Lucan, who was completely embedded in the ground, Pangnard could imagine how much impact Lucan had to endure.
If it was him who suffered such strength …
He was afraid that he would die very quickly!
Pangnard's gaze at Lucan turned complicated.
One needed to know not long ago, Pangnard treated Lucan as a rival.
But now, this potential rival of his had saved him.
For a moment, Pangnard didn't know what kind of attitude he should face Lucan.
Lucan, of course, felt the gaze.
"I didn't save you.
I am heavier than you, so I fell down first. "
Lucan clenched his teeth as he spoke, trying to stand up, but when he was halfway up, he fell back down.
Even though Lucan was known for his strong body, after falling from such a height and using himself as a human shield, he couldn't have escaped unscathed.
"Are you okay?"
Pangnard came back to his senses and ran over, squatting down to check on Lucan's injuries.
"I'm fine."
Lucan replied in a heavy tone.
"Broken ribs, broken leg, internal organs damaged to varying degrees …"
"I told you, I'm fine.
I'll be fine after a nap. "
The Herder interrupted Pangnard and closed his eyes.
But right after he closed his eyes …
A warm object was poked into his mouth, followed by a foul-smelling liquid.
The Northern Herder instantly opened his eyes.
He saw the test tube in front of his eyes.
He wanted to spit out the test tube, but his powerless body made it impossible for him to do so.
Pangnard then took out a few more test tubes and poked them into his mouth.
"I don't like owing favors."
"These are the healing potions I found earlier."
"You should be able to recover quickly."
Pangnard said seriously.
Then, Pangnard tried his best to help Lucan up. He put Lucan's hand on his shoulder and grabbed Lucan's belt, trying his best to move Lucan to the side.
This was a huge hall.
It was pitch-black all around, and he couldn't see clearly.
However, Pangnard knew he couldn't stay where he was.
Because the Minotaur would come at any time.
After witnessing the man's power, Pangnard didn't think the alloy door could stop him.
Apparently, Lucan knew it as well.
The Herdsman wanted to lighten Pangnard's burden, but when he exerted a bit of force, his whole body ached from the inside out.
There was no doubt that his injuries this time were more serious than he had imagined.
"You better not move."
"That medicine is all I have. If you get hurt again, I will kill you."
"I can't find the medicine."
Pangnard said as he sized up his surroundings.
They were at one side of the hall, the walls tall and sturdy, with some broken reliefs on them.
If Pangnard touched the walls with his hand, he would feel a cold sensation, between stone and metal.
"Where are we?"
"Have you seen a place like this before?"
Pangnard asked softly.
"Nope.
I thought we entered the sewers of the city. "
The Northern Herdsman said straightforwardly.
"The sewers don't have reliefs.
"Besides …"
The air here is fresh, not stuffy at all, there should be a special vent. "
Pangnard raised his hand, licked his fingertip, and carefully sensed the air. He then pointed at a direction in the darkness.
"Here."
As he spoke, Pangnard carried Lucan on his back and walked forward.
A tunnel also shrouded in darkness appeared before them.
Standing there, Pangnard could clearly feel the wind.
Pangnard carried Lucan forward.
After moving forward for around 400 to 500 meters, the Herder from the bay area started to pant heavily.
Heavy!
Really heavy!
He felt like he wasn't carrying a man, but a bear.
No!
Not even a bear was heavier than Pangnard!
"Put me down.
I feel much better, I can walk now. "
Pangnard said as he felt Pangnard's heavy breath getting heavier.
Pangnard knew how heavy he was.
The Herders knew what Pangnard was good at as well.
In fact, the fact that Pangnard could carry him this far had already exceeded Pangnard's expectation.
However, Pangnard didn't do as he was told.
Pangnard lowered his head and carried Lucan forward, showing a rare stubbornness on his face.
Similar to the other Herders.
No matter how they behaved during normal times, they always had their own persistence during the most crucial moment.
Pangnard was no exception.
He could watch someone die if he had nothing to do with them.
But he had to save the one who saved him.
It wasn't about kindness.
It was about principles.
After another 400 to 500 meters, in the dark corridor, Pangnard finally saw the direction where the wind came from. It was an open door.
It wasn't a natural door.
It was a violent door.
The heavy wooden door broke into pieces and fell on the ground, only a few pieces were left on the frame.
"This?"
Pangnard frowned.
After checking the door, Pangnard furrowed his brows even deeper.
"The wooden door is 20 cm thick and it's been soaked in tung oil, it's unusually sturdy. I don't see any cutting or hammering marks, no explosives left either, only a shallow footprint, it should be …"
"It was kicked open by a kick!"
Even Pangnard was shocked by his own answer.
Gasping, Pangnard looked at Lucan.
"I should be able to do it in my best form.
"But it definitely won't be this easy.
The Herder of Northland spoke bluntly.
"Do you know anyone in the camp who can do it?"
Pangnard asked.
"No."
Pangnard shook his head.
He really didn't know anyone in the temporary camp who could do it.
Kieran's figure flashed over Pangnard's mind, but he shook his head again.
Kieran should be stronger than him!
But not by much, otherwise why would he still be in the normal camp? The Inhuman camp was where Kieran should be.
Could it be …
"Did the Inhumans enter the camp?"
Pangnard said softly.
"It might be the monster camp!"
Pangnard's face slightly changed.
The Herders reserved their attitude towards the Inhumans, but both of them were considered allies.
As for the monsters, they were the archenemy.
Otherwise, the Battle of Winter Night wouldn't have happened.
"What should we do?"
Pangnard looked at the path behind the door, hesitating.
Pangnard was quiet.
But just when both of them were silent …
Bang!
An extremely heavy sound came from the direction of the hall behind him.
Both of them were shocked.
The minotaur was here!
Without further ado, Pangnard carried Lucan and continued forward.
Both of them didn't know who was in front of them.
But both of them knew who was behind them.
If the minotaur caught up, both of them would die.
But what lay ahead was unknown.
Encountering the Inhumans and gaining an ally would be a joyous occasion.
As for encountering the monster?
It would be nothing more than a battle to the death.
It was no different from being caught by the minotaur.
So, forward!
In the face of death, Pangnard exploded his strength again, running with Lucan on his back.
However, when the two of them saw the scene along the way, their faces changed repeatedly.
Monster corpses everywhere.
Broken doors after broken doors.
Opened boxes after boxes.
It seemed like this person didn't stop for even a moment, nor was he hindered by anything.
Monsters that stopped him died.
Doors that stopped him broke.
Unimpeded.
Rampaging without fear.
The two of them couldn't help but think of different scenes in their minds.
At the same time, a question popped up in their minds.
Who was this person?
Or …
What kind of monster was this?
Especially Pangnard.
He was very confident in his own talent, but now, he didn't sense the slightest bit of the aura of a treasure.
He had encountered this before!
When he was still weak, he encountered a treasure guarded by a Whale Devouring Crocodile. Even though he saw the treasure with his own eyes, he didn't sense anything.
Back then, he was as weak as a common man.
But now?
He was the representative of the Herders of the bay area.
Even against the Whale Devouring Crocodile back then, he wasn't completely defenseless. Although he couldn't win, he could still run.
But his talent clearly told him that it was impossible.
Now, against this unknown person, it was similar to the weak him against the Whale Devouring Crocodile.
Unconsciously, Pangnard hesitated.
However, the gallops behind him were getting closer, forcing him to move without any hesitation.
He continued forward quickly.
More than 10 seconds later, the two of them saw a tall figure.
A monster with a horse head and a greatsword in its hand was charging towards them in an overbearing manner.
'Oh no!
It's a monster! '
When Pangnard and Lucan saw the monster that didn't look like a human and felt the malevolent aura from it, their hearts sank.
Without further ado, Pangnard put Lucan down and took out his magic gun and magic grenade.
He was ready to risk his life.
As for surrendering?
What a joke!
He was Pangnard!
Even if he had to die, he would drag someone down with him!
"I don't know how long I can hold them off, but …"
Pangnard said softly to Lucan beside him, but before he finished, he flew up into the sky on his cloud.
He was fast and his altitude was precise.
The moment Pangnard leaped over the horseman's head, Pangnard crashed into the horseman's body.
Bang!
"Run!"
Amidst the heavy thud, Lucan's roar was heard. His body expanded like a balloon.
A moment later, a yellowish giant bear roared at the sky.
The bear roared at the horseman that was knocked to the ground and the minotaur that appeared in his sight, "Come on!"
The roar was as loud as thunder.
Thunder rumbled.
Inside the dark tunnel, the dust on the ceiling was shaken off.
Amidst the flying dust, Lucan, who was ready to fight to the death, finally noticed something was wrong.
The horseman that he knocked to the ground was panting heavily, looking at Lucan with anger, grievance, and unwillingness.
The horseman looked like he wanted to hit Lucan but dared not.
The horseman looked like a bullied girl.
The minotaur further away turned around and ran, but the moment he turned around, he froze on the spot.
He was like a wooden statue.
"What's wrong?
Did I break through unknowingly?
How can a monster like this be intimidated by his aura? "
The Northern Herder scratched his head.
He even had the time to turn around and look at Pangnard, who was also in a daze.
Pangnard had no idea what happened.
But it seemed like the situation was in their favor?
While Lucan was guessing, a series of blurry footsteps became clearer.
Dak, Dak, Dak.
It was the sound of boots stepping on the ground.
The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, as if they were taking a stroll.
Pangnard and Lucan looked at the direction where the footsteps came from.
The direction where the minotaur was trying to run.
Shadows covered the place.
Darkness favored the place.
Lucan and Pangnard saw the powerful minotaur that was chasing them was sent flying as if it was hit by a train. The minotaur crashed heavily beside the horseman.
The two monsters looked further away, shivering.
"Submit.
Or die. "
A calm, cold voice came from that direction.
The two monsters shuddered.
They looked at each other.
They were hesitant.
But at the next moment, the killing aura and malevolent aura that was as heavy as a mountain fell on them.
When the two monsters' faces were glued to the cold ground, they chose to submit.
The previous battle was enough to tell them that the killing aura wasn't a joke.
If they didn't submit, they would really die!
"I, Deuce, am willing to submit to the man before me, to follow his footsteps, to see him as my master …"
"I, Cantes, am willing to submit to the man before me, to follow his footsteps, to see him as my master …"
The horseman and minotaur said in unison.
Then, at the end of their vows.
The two monsters paused for a while.
When they were born, the brand that came from the deepest part of their souls allowed them to choose their own way. They knelt down on one knee, one hand holding up their sword and pitchfork, the other in front of their chest. Their heads were slightly lowered, but their voices were loud and clear.
They chanted in unison —
"Lord Yama!"
Yama?
Lucan and Pangnard were stunned.
After that, the two Herders instantly reacted to the situation since they knew the habits of the monsters through their own training.
Yama!
No!
It was Royan!
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