"What should we do? How do we prevent ourselves from dying here?"
In a valley roughly three kilometers outside the town, a group of dispirited figures already gathered.
One of them, a bald muscular man, had his hands on his head as he spoke in a deep voice, "Those kind of monsters… can't be defeated by humans… I shouldn't have listened to you guys and come here… I might still have a chance of living if I run far away…"
Nobody responded to him.
The others were either white-haired elderly or green teenagers. There were even housewives and merchants in embroidered clothes. They were all here to face the final death scene.
Luo Di was also among them.
He looked at the people around him silently.
"Looks like I'm the one with the most experience here." He managed a smile. "I should lead this group, at least we'll have higher chances of survival."
In truth, everyone here understood that they were only making deathbed struggles.