Chapter 1803 Captured

Style: Fantasy Author: Twelve Winged Dark SeraphWords: 2084Update Time: 24/01/13 07:00:27
The war was about to break out, but an arrow suddenly fell from the air and hit the sand among the people. Everyone was shocked. Looking up, they saw groups of chaos flying in the sky. They have all been surrounded, numbering at least several hundred.

Seeing the rows of bows and arrows aimed at them, everyone's expressions changed drastically, even Han Sen was no exception.

It took a lot of effort to escape from the four gangsters before. Now he is surrounded by so many gangsters. It is impossible to escape. Unless Han Sen can transform into a super spirit body again, otherwise With his speed, there was no way he could escape from the chaos.

It's a pity that he is still in a weak stage. What's more, even if he transforms into a super spiritual body, the duration is too short. It will definitely be no problem to kill a few chaos clans. But if he wants to kill hundreds of chaos clans and then rush out, that is not possible. Possible things.

"Put down your weapons and raise your hands." A chaotic tribe said coldly to Han Sen and the others in the common language of the Gene Universe.

Facing so many bows and arrows, no one dared to mess around. Although their faces were ugly, they had to throw all the weapons in their hands on the ground and raise their hands above their heads.

Han Sen had already put the scabbard back on his waist, and raised his hands above his head like those of his superiors.

The rebels rushed up, pointed at them with bows and arrows, then took out rattan ropes, tied them up one by one, and then passed wooden spears through the middle of the rattan ropes. Two rebels carried one and tied them up like He was carried back like a wild boar.

"The gangsters are vegetarians, right? They don't have the hobby of cannibalism, right?" Han Sen was secretly depressed. If these guys hadn't caused trouble, he might have gone far away and wouldn't have been surrounded by these gangsters. .

Fortunately, these gangsters didn't seem to have any intention of killing them immediately, and kept carrying them deep into the desert.

After walking for three or four days, I finally saw an oasis in front of me. It was much larger than the one Han Sen was in before. From a distance, I could see many wooden houses in the oasis. I guess it must be such a chaotic group. The place where the tribe lives.

Everyone was carried to an open space in the oasis. There were many stone pillars in the open space. Han Sen could see Isa tied to a pillar from a distance.

However, the mask on Isa's face was still there, and the wound on her heart seemed to be fine.

Those superior clansmen obviously did not recognize who Isa was. Even the two Rebet clans looked at Isa with a blank look in their eyes. It seemed that even they did not know Isa's true identity.

Han Sen and the others were also tied to the stone pillars. Han Sen was quite close to Isa, so they were two adjacent stone pillars.

When Isa saw Han Sen, her eyes fell on the scabbard on Han Sen's waist. Her eyes couldn't help but light up, and then she looked suspicious. She was obviously wondering why the scabbard turned into what it looked like now.

The rebels only took away the wooden weapons and did not find the knife on Han Sen. They ignored the scabbard. In fact, Han Sen had this scabbard and it was indeed useless now.

"What do these gangsters want to do to us?" The eagle-eyed superior couldn't help but ask.

But no one could answer him, and no one knew what the chaotic tribe wanted to do. The chaotic tribe dispersed after tying them up here.

There were many children from the chaotic tribe, looking at them curiously, as if they were looking at animals in a zoo.

Although the Chaos clan was affected by the modrons and did not even have a single noble, they could only condense genetic armor, but their bloodline was very good. The offspring they gave birth to were both male and female, very handsome and beautiful, and their physical fitness was also quite good.

The demon master Vicky asked Isa in a low voice: "Miss Rebet, when were you captured by them? Do you know what they plan to do with us?"

Isa ignored Vicky at all. She was a king-level expert who had already reached the Gate of Deification. If she hadn't been severely injured by Han Sen, how could she have been captured by the rebels. This was tantamount to a great shame and humiliation for her, so Isa didn't want to pay attention to these guys at all, lest people see her true identity.

Seeing Isa ignoring him, Vicky couldn't help but frown, but now he naturally had no ability to threaten Isa to speak.

A man from the Rebet tribe said: "Now that we have reached this point, we are all in the same boat. If you know anything, tell it to everyone. Maybe we can think of a way to escape. "

Other superiors also echoed, hoping to ask something from Isa.

But Isa seemed not to hear them, still resting with her eyes closed, not looking at them at all.

The man from the Rebet tribe was immediately furious and shouted: "Didn't you hear me talking to you? I am Duke Yanluo, and I order you to answer my questions."

But Isa still closed her eyes and rested, as if she didn't hear what Duke Yanluo said.

Han Sen glanced at Isa curiously, a little surprised that Duke Yanluo didn't recognize Isa. In Han Sen's opinion, Isa must be a big shot, and she is definitely not comparable to Duke Yanluo. For such a big shot, how come Duke Yanluo, a fellow member of the same clan, can't recognize her.

The sky was getting dark, and the children from the chaotic tribe seemed to be a little tired of watching, and they all returned to the wooden house. The entire oasis was quiet except for them.

Seeing that all the chaos clan members seemed to have fallen asleep and no one was watching them, they said that some superior clan members wanted to use means to break away from the rattan ropes and try to see if they could escape.

But I don’t know what those rattan ropes are made of, and I can’t break free no matter how hard I try. Even if my body contracts, the rattan ropes will shrink with it, and I can’t break free no matter how hard I try.

"Woo!" A strange cry came from outside the oasis, startling everyone and thinking that some rebels had discovered their actions.

Looking around, I saw that the heads of those wooden houses were tightly closed, and there was no chaos coming out at all.

Then they heard the strange scream again, and it soon started one after another, as if those strange sounds were coming from all directions.

And those strange noises were getting closer and closer, and not long after, they saw pairs of green eyes appearing not far away, everywhere in all directions, and there seemed to be a lot of them.

"What the hell is that? Doesn't it mean that there are no other creatures in the modron except those chaotic tribes?" The superior tribe with eagle eyes and beaks shouted in horror.

The faces of the other superior clansmen were also ugly. These strange things were obviously surrounding them. It seemed that they were not simply coming to admire the foreign races.