Chen Mo and Ouyang Nan returned with reinforcements, carrying wood on their backs.
Their figures swayed in the firelight as they tied a large bundle of firewood with rope and carried it on their backs. The wood was heavy, yet it bore the hopes of everyone in the Camping Area.
But the campsite was only fifty or sixty meters away from them. Still, those fifty or sixty meters were like an insurmountable chasm, fraught with danger.
Because there was a gap in between, with no firewood or flames. Although the firelight could illuminate that stretch, as long as there were no flames, black shadows could leap out of the darkness at any moment to launch a sneak attack.
After all, getting too close to the flames had little effect on black shadows. In truth, many people could already tell that black shadows feared the scorching heat of flames, not the light itself. They were merely accustomed to hiding in darkness and unwilling to remain in the light for too long.
But if they could kill someone, they could still fight in the light. Yet if they got too close to the high-temperature flames, the black shadows would definitely retreat.
So, without flames along the path, even if fires burned at both ends and there was only light in the middle, it could not stop the black shadows from launching sneak attacks. Black shadows could rush out from there at any moment.
To reach the Camping Area safely, Chen Mo took two burning pieces of wood from the flaming passage. He handed one to Ouyang Nan and kept the other in his own hand. The flames roared in the night wind, scattering sparks and illuminating several meters around them, yet they could not pierce the darkness farther away.
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