Chapter 1085. Dollar Falls from the Sky
Su Xiaoqiao was feeling down in the dumps that day. He had managed to max out his sacred geno points in the Second God’s Sanctuary and was sent to a royal human shelter in the Third God’s Sanctuary. While this may have been fortunate, it was a pleasure that was short-lived. In less than a year after his arrival, creatures had come to conquer the place.
Outside of the gate, a ten-meter-tall monster stood. It had two heads and six legs, and its body was like a grossly inflated marble. When he first saw it, and the accompanying wretches, he felt terrified.
He had only been in that sanctuary for less than a year, and in that time, he had only been able to consume ordinary and primitive flesh. To face creatures such as that, at his level, the chance of survival was slim.
Needless to say, Trench Shelter was doing poorly. The monsters attacking had been dubbed “Raging Beasts,” and the one in the lead was a sacred-blood class creature. The others it commanded were not as strong but were still fairly powerful. The weakest of the footsoldiers were primitive, whereas none exceeded mutant class.
With its gene locks open, the supreme Raging Beast clobbered the walls of the shelter. With each thud, the bricks of the shelter’s composure shook. Each quake was more violent than the last, and all the humans inside mournfully accepted it was only a matter of time before the entire ramparts were brought down.
And once those walls came down, there’d be nothing separating the humans inside from the ravenous maws of the hungry creatures baying for their blood.
A few elites had leaped down to meet the assaulting creatures and battle them there on the plains, but it wasn’t long before the shelter-anchored, non-fighters were forced to listen to a chorus of moans and screams. It hadn’t gone well for the elites, that was for sure.
The bodies of the creatures had proven too tough for the weaponry the elites wielded. They had quickly discovered they would have to aim for the eyes of the creatures if they wished to deal them harm. If a strike landed elsewhere, nothing would come of it.
In the heat of battle, though, aiming for the blinking eyes of a horde of tall beasts was incredibly difficult. And as such, they did not fare well. With their armaments and magical abilities not being able to deal damage to the very bodies of the creature, things were dire for the fighters, right off the bat.