18 It's Defecating On My Face?!

The black cloth fluttered in the wind.

The iron rooster's round eyes stared at the two 'bugs'.

As the young man was escaping, his right leg suddenly tripped over his left leg.

He was about to get up when the middle-aged man said, "Don't move."

The rooster that was in hot pursuit passed over his head. There seemed to be a soft splattering sound above him.

The young man felt the wetness on his face and raised his hand to wipe it away.

"What the f*ck!" He widened his eyes in disbelief, "Did it just defecate on my face?!"

Cuckoo—

The rooster cried out as it flew over.

The youth's face was dark and enraged. He got up and wanted to fight it with his life.

He had been bullied to this extent, he definitely could not endure it anymore!

"Sir, run! This thing can use its feces to attack people. It wants to disgust us to death. Hurry up and hide!"

He quickly got up and squeezed the waist of his pants as he crawled into the black cloth.

The middle-aged man was afraid that he would get lost, so he hurriedly followed.

However, the way the two of them looked like they were running for their lives with one hand on the waist of their pants was really comical.

Evidently, the rooster would not let them off so easily.

It continued to cry out as it chased them!

Although the middle-aged man was holding the "rope" made by tying their belts, it was useless in this situation.

The two of them could only rely on the black cloth to block and give themselves more chances of survival.

To them, this was an escape attempt in the maze.

The black cloth fluttered in the air, cut into pieces by the metal feathers of the wings.

More and more torn cloths filled their vision.

There was a smell of blood in the eerie space.

It was very thick, like a lot of blood was lost.

Even the black floor was wet.

Over at the young boy and girl's side, they were covered in wounds.

Their arms were lacerated by the metal wings.

There were different degrees of wounds on their faces and backs.

The two of them supported each other and ran forward.

It was unknown if the girl was in pain or frightened, but she kept crying.

Because she was not focused, she fell to the ground with a thud.

"Get up, it's catching up."

Because the injured boy's face was very pale, he looked back anxiously.

"Get up quickly. Do you want to die here?"

The girl cried as she got up from the ground and continued to escape with him.

In the end, she fell down after a few steps, "Boohoo, why can't I do it? I succeeded earlier, it worked earlier."

She was in so much pain that she could not take it anymore, and her mind had already given up.

She clearly had a sophisticated plan, so why couldn't she subdue it?

It was just a rooster. They had even subdued the big goat last time.

Cuckoo—

What answered her was a string of ferocious and sharp rooster cries.

The boy frowned and said anxiously, "That's because you underestimated your enemy. Get up and fight to survive first."

The girl held his hand and stood up tearfully.

At the same time, the guardian beast chased after them.

Huge wings swept over them, and the girl clutched her head and screamed in fright.

The guardian beast did not attack. Instead, it left a large lump of dung on the back of her hand.

Then, there was a series of cries, as if it was mocking them.

The girl cried harder after this.

"So be it. I don't want to live anymore. I don't want to live anymore. Boohoo."

A strong gust of wind blew, and the rooster flew over again.

Sharp claws clawed at the crying face.

The boy quickly pulled her away.

The force was so great that they rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

The smell of blood became stronger now, as his back was scratched by the rooster claws.

The girl was pale as she asked, "How are you? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."