After crossing a few waves of chaos, a burning camp appeared in front of them.
The chaotic soldiers had seemingly gone mad. They piled up dozens of tents and burned them down. They used raging flames to dispel the fear of the darkest time before dawn and also to keep themselves awake. They refused to fall into the zombie Rat God's nightmare.
Around the flames were densely packed human heads that were howling.
The road was blocked for a hundred meters. It was no longer a wolf that could leap over it.
It was time to show its true strength.
Meng Chao roared, and the energy around his body surged. It was like layers of bloody flames that gushed out of 36,000 pores.
Not only did it make the wolf under him let out a soul-stirring howl, but its body expanded once again and its speed increased to the limit. It was like a beast with flesh and blood had turned into a rumbling train that was speeding toward them.