But Qian could understand and see the strength of the other party, which was different from the miners.
As soon as he was grabbed by Qian, he couldn't help but scream in terror, "Let go of me... you should run too, those things are really powerful, invulnerable to knives and swords—"
He had personally witnessed his companions using their cross pickaxes to fight back against these creatures. No matter how hard they tried, they could only leave a very shallow white mark on them.
And once these monsters counterattacked, their claws could easily crush half of a person's body.
Such nightmarish scenes were still fresh in his memory to this day.
But before he finished speaking, the latter half of his sentence got stuck in his throat.
