Then, another mass of black rushed rapidly towards him.
As they got closer, it became clear that it was a group of people, their entire bodies blackened by thick smoke.
"Damn it, who the hell set the fire!" A bald, burly man, easily twice the width of a normal person, roared in anguish and rage.
His voice was as loud as a gong, clearly showing that he was full of vigor, far exceeding that of ordinary people, causing the man in white to shiver; this was a master!
"Big brother, let's attack them together!"
Immediately, the man in white heard the shout of a young lad.
He suddenly understood, realizing that it was another group of ambushers, forced out by the fire for some unknown reason.
The man in white was greatly startled; being attacked from both sides put his group at an extreme disadvantage.
And now that young lad was closing in, swinging his axe with a do-or-die attitude.
