Chen Qiye was not afraid of the Iron Wolf Tide, which does not mean that Sim, Nietzsche, Gao Manxing and others were not afraid. Therefore, before the wolf Tide appeared, Chen Qiye immediately let them rise up the fire.

When the first pair of green eyes lit out of the darkness, Sim, Nietzsche and the ten casual coachmen had already lit up everything they could ignite, so that half of the hillside behind them was lit up, emitting a charming light in the night.

"Woo!"

First, a wolf howl sounded, followed by the second, third, and fourth. Countless wolf howls completely resounded through the sky, as if the entire Argan Desert was occupied by a group of wolves, and the wolf howls kept resounding.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

“So many iron wolf.”

"Mom, I have never seen so many wolves since I was a child."

"Goddess bless you, Goddess must bless us to survive safely."

"Ah, I want to go home."

At the critical moment of life and death, even many foreigners who were ready to die were crying on the spot, which shows how terrible the scene is now.

Chen Qiye looked cold and stood on the edge of the fire. Looking at the iron wolf packs that were as big as calves, red and black, shiny, and green eyes, they were still not afraid at all.

When they reach the level of a wild beast, they already have a certain amount of wisdom. Second-level wild beasts like Iron Wolf can even understand human voices.

"You can leave, I can reduce the trouble, and you can't die." Chen Qiye shouted at the dense crowd of wolves on the opposite side with a look of indifferent expression.

He believed that the head wolf should be somewhere in the pack, and it should be able to understand its meaning. If it was not a last resort, no one would want to add trouble.

"Ahhhhh!"

But the answer to Chen Qiye was hidden in the Iron Wolf Tide. A charge-style wolf howl followed, and the entire Iron Wolf Tide was like a steam engine that had put in full force and added coal and water. With a whimper, the wolves collectively spewed out a large white wave of air, and then rushed towards Chen Qiye.

"Looking for death!" Chen Qiye took out two flying knives from his body, rushed in against the wolf tide, and was soon overwhelmed by the wolf pack.

"Where is Mr. Chen? Mr. Chen will not be eaten by the wolf pack, right?"

Nietzsche looked around in the wolf pack for a while, and his nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest, and everyone was like this.

After Chen Qiye was submerged by the wolves, the most anxious thing was not himself, but ordinary people behind him who were in the fire. If Chen Qiye died, then when the fire was extinguished, they would be torn to pieces by the wolves.

"Look, there are a few wolves over there. It should be Mr. Chen fighting among them." Suddenly, a sharp-eyed miner pointed to the northwest corner of the wolf pack and said.

"Some iron wolves fell over there."

“There are also on the other side.”

In less than a cup of tea, as Chen Qiye moved among the wolves, occasionally a few iron wolves fell down in the east, and occasionally changed to the west, but the dense tide of iron wolves was at least as many as hundreds of heads.

A second-level wild beast is not scary. It is scary that hundreds of second-level wild beasts gather together, which is truly scary.

Whenever Chen Qiye just emerged in the Iron Wolf Tide, countless iron wolves made up for the vacant space and submerged Chen Qiye in the pack again. This was like a candle fluttering in the wind. Although the flames were very strong, they could not resist the strong wind.

The hope that Sim, Nietzsche and others just ignited, became dim again as Chen Qiye was swallowed by the wolf pack.

"Sim, can we survive?" Nietzsche searched the wolf pack for a long time, but he still found no trace of him, with a look of despair.

"It depends entirely on Mr. Chen. If he can live, we can live. If he dies..."

Sim paused deliberately, then pulled out a sharp dagger from his sleeve, and said with a tragic look: "Then let's commit suicide, it's better than being bitten to death by an iron wolf."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die. I think now is a good opportunity to break through. You see, there is no wolf around us, which means that the fire is effective. I think we can take the torch and rush out while Mr. Chen is attracting the wolf pack. Yes, that's it!"

Before Sim and Nietzsche could react, a foreign man picked up a torch from the ground and immediately jumped out of the encirclement composed of raging fire.

"Scola, you bastard, how could you pick up a torch and run away by yourself? If you take one, we will lose one!"

"We're leaving, let's go together?"

"Now Mr. Shen doesn't even have a chance to bubbling. He must be dead. Let's run with Scola quickly."

"Walk!"

Faced with the fear of death, three foreign men made wrong actions, picked up a torch from the fire and rushed out, hoping to get a glimmer of hope.

Sim was unmoved, Nietzsche and the remaining six miners also became hesitant, but Gao Manxing's reaction surprised Sim.

"Why don't you leave?" Sim asked curiously, looking at Gao Manxing.
Chapter completed!