"77! Look over there! It looks like someone is rushing toward us!"
"It looks like they're being pursued by something!"
The flames roared, resembling a giant torch that illuminated the gloomy city.
On the top floor of a three-story commercial building beside another burning skyscraper, Taurus stared solemnly at the distant streets.
The flames were fierce, and even the air seemed distorted.
Through the overheated air, a five-person team could clearly be seen on the distant road, supporting one another as they fled.
No, it would be more accurate to say they were carrying one another as they fled.
"Those are my people! They're from our Troll clan!"
"The one in the golden robe!?"
"Wait! That looks like one of my people!"
Before Taurus could instinctively ask Lin An what they should do, Lin An, who had still been drawing a map, suddenly leaped off the platform and shot toward the distance.
There was no other reason. At the very front of the pursued team were Zhang Tie and Gao Tian.
"Gao Tian! Can you still hold on!? If not, I'll drag you along!"
"I'm fine! Brother Zhang! Let me carry one of them! Those monsters are about to catch up!"
Gao Tian's chest heaved rapidly as he tightly gripped the firefighting suit in his hand and ran behind Bear Dunce.
His solemn gaze kept glancing back, as if some invisible monster were chasing them from behind.
Beside him, the one in the golden robe was running headlong with a limp, not even daring to look back.
"What are you carrying one for!? Just don't get yourself hurt! I'm strong enough to carry another one!"
His face was flushed crimson, his head covered in sweat.
Zhang Tie suddenly jolted the two Trolls nearly thrown from his shoulders, and after a