Centaur Tribe, The Mighty Gulta [Seeking Subscriptions] [5K]

"Gulta, run!"

"Something's charging at us from behind!"

When Letai saw Zong Shen rise into the air, he no longer cared about hiding himself and shouted at Gulta.

The big fellow Gulta heard him, but instead of immediately running, he questioned Letai.

"Damn it, Letai, what are you talking about?"

"What's behind us?"

"You mean that inexplicable drumming?"

Gulta had a booming voice and somehow looked a little dense.

This, however, irritated Letai.

In the years they had traveled side by side, Gulta's thick nerves and blunt mouth had often gotten them into trouble.

Moreover, whether in daily life or social interactions, this fellow was frighteningly slow on the uptake.

Only in battle or when seeking advantages and avoiding danger did his mind work a little faster.

"Run! There's danger!"

Letai's expression grew increasingly ugly as he sprinted and roared.

Only then did Gulta realize something was wrong and take off after him.

Tall, long-legged people were not slow runners.

The two of them ran at full speed, matching the pace of Grassland Horses.

They simply fled as fast as their legs could carry them.

As epic-level powerhouses, they naturally had storage-space items of their own.

It was just that their items were nowhere near as high-grade as King Ragnar's.

However, due to the spatial disorder, their storage spaces could not be opened either.

They could not retrieve any of their usual magic runes or items.

Still, each of them had their own life-saving methods, capable of unleashing their potential at critical moments and escaping alive.

Zong Shen floated in midair, watched the two fleeing figures, then turned and chased after them!

From the air, he had already seen what had appeared alongside the war drums!

It was a herd of armored centaurs charging wildly forward!

Their four hooves thundered