CHAPTER 363: CHAPTER 322: TASTE THE FIERCE FIREPOWER! MAGGOTS!

Deep night.

Hundreds of torches suddenly appeared like flowers blooming in the Desert.

The mutated creatures driven by these torches smelled a scent that they found utterly repugnant.

They scattered and fled, and at the same time, hundreds of underground holes suddenly appeared in the Desert. Ugly Lizardmen with green scales and golden eyes crawled out of the holes one after another.

Each of them wielded long spears, and flashes of cold light shimmered in the dim starlit night.

Among them, there were also beggars clad in armor, rubbing their fists together and shouting loudly, looking hideous.

They all gazed at the enormous Refugee Village wrapped in walls in the distance, their eyes filled with longing and madness!

In Refugee Village, aside from the shelters and Survivors, there were also abundant food, water, various supplies, and the women they desired!

Women among the beggars were extremely scarce, and though there were some, they were not nearly enough for everyone. But inside the tightly guarded Refugee Village, there were plenty!

Underground, as beggars, they didn’t need to abide by the rules upheld by those above-ground beggars. They were completely liberated in their nature, not caring at all about so-called humanity. They just did whatever made them most comfortable!

Lizardmen seemed more like companions than slave masters, not deliberately disciplining or killing them. As long as they dealt with the Survivors above ground, the Lizardmen wouldn’t say much!

Like now, upon receiving news of their captured companions, they quickly informed each other and soon alerted a considerable number of Lizardmen, then followed more than five hundred Lizardmen to arrive here.

"Fei Yue’s Refugee Village... Fei Yue is quite a celebrity. Their village ranks among the top five in that group! There must be plenty of stuff inside..."

"Hahaha, celebrity? I think he’s a fool! Otherwise, how could we accurately find our way here?"

"I heard Fei Yue has an excellent relationship with that world’s number one bastard, who traded a lot of fine wine and fruits to Fei Yue. I just saw the information inside the World Trade Mall! They’ve just finished trading, probably enjoying a feast inside, completely unaware they’ve been surrounded by us, right?"

"I dare bet, in two hours, within two hours, the Celestial Dragon People will let us drink that wine! Agreed, everyone, whoever kills more people gets more women! Then no one fights with me!"

...

Vulgar language made them even more frantic, as their original human reasoning and rationality had completely collapsed now.

They seemed to be venting something, frenzied and arrogant!

Meanwhile.

Refugee Village, inside the main shelter.

Fei Yue stood on the second floor, looking through the glass window at the flickering hundreds of torches just outside the walls in the Desert, as shadows occasionally passed across his mind.

His arms trembled, but not from fear.

Death is the ultimate end for humanity.

But Fei Yue never imagined that this end would arrive within hours.

Night is not the territory of Survivors.

Survivors in this Otherworld struggled against the night from the beginning, trapped by the unusually active mutated creatures in the dark.

Looking back to when he first crossed over, he had witnessed many Survivors dying miserably due to attacks from hordes of mutated creatures after the sun set.

Survivors could only hide in shelters during the night, struggling while waiting for sunrise.

However, Lizardmen were different.

On the World Channel, countless people claimed to encounter Lizardmen at night, and no one knew why these creatures weren’t attacked by armies of mutated beings. The secret remains unknown.

And these Lizardmen, unafraid of the night, were gathering their forces outside the Refugee Village, seemingly ready to attack the Survivors trapped in their shelters at any moment!

"Leader, will we... will we be..." one of Fei Yue’s men, staring at the increasing torches, trembled in voice, already hearing despair within.

Others on the second floor also looked over.

Their leader was silent.

The night was long.

There were still six or seven hours until dawn.

Could they defend against the Lizardmen’s attack within this shelter? The answer was probably self-evident.

If only facing the early-stage stone-wielding Lizardmen, defending for six or seven hours, even two or three days, would be achievable.

But now, Lizardmen’s weapons had improved greatly, receiving metal weapons and equipment from beggars, enhancing their combat effectiveness significantly.

Moreover, the beggars also mixed among them, concocting plans.

The most difficult enemies are often one’s own kind. This is already a given. Fei Yue even felt that if there weren’t beggars with them this time, there might still be a chance for victory.

But how could such a fortunate scenario occur?

"Leader, should we ask the Domineering People for help? They’re so strong, surely if they come..."