The 'traitorous' players could not help but run.
Some rolled down from the sand dunes, some were in a panic, and all kinds of embarrassing situations showed their strong desire to survive.
After all, the blood-red hostile symbol clearly made them understand that from the moment they left New West Asia, they were no longer people of the wasteland. They were just a group of traitors who wanted to join an alien planet.
Moreover, if he were to be killed here and miss this opportunity to join the alien planet, he didn't know when the next time would be!
The shadow dog that was patrolling at the edge of the camp was the first to sense such a large-scale riot in a place not far from the camp, followed by the demonic creatures outside the camp.
The dense net of fire formed a large net in the night, constantly shuttling through the desert.