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Throwing caution to the wind, she picked the food up and stuffed it into her mouth. There was no need to worry about whether it was poisoned or not.
How would a hellhole like this place have high-grade goods like poison? Joyce’s etiquette, education, and manners at this moment scattered like ash! Although she did not know what kind of meat it was, it smelled good and was salty and full of ñavor.
It just lacked a little seasoning, but it was the most delicious meal she had ever eaten in her life. The group of indigenous people watched her devour everything on the leaf and looked very satisfied.
Suddenly, before she would react, she watched as they threw the torches In their hands on the ground. In an instant, the flames spread in a circle and trapped her. Joyce stood there in shock.
She shivered as an inexplicable chill went down her spine. The branches were dipped in fish oil and burned wildly when it was lit with fire.
The flames of more than three feet high gradually approached, making the circle smaller and smaller. The smoke was suffocating, causing her to cough uncontrollably.
Thick smoke kept drilling into her lungs. ‘They… Really wanted to roast me to death?!’ Indeed. When Joyce realized this reality, she shuddered in horror alid could hot contain her anger.
The group of people outside sang and danced in excitement like they were completing some kind of sacrificial ritual! In their eyes, Joyce had just eaten their offering, so she had accepted her role as a sacrifice.
Joyce wanted to run. She could not just sit there and wait to die. However, nothing could be seen in the darkness except the smoke.
All she could hear were their devilish chants and movements! Just as the circle of fire narrowed to only about five feet away from her, lightning cut through the bleak and dreary sky.
Black clouds gathered and thunder came rolling along. The indigenous people looked at each other strangely. Some of them stared unhappily at Joyce, who was standing in the middle of the fire ring.
Tlte next second, Icy rain poured down. Everyone fled and looked for a place to hide from the rain.
No one paid attention to Joyce anymore. The torches that were about to burn her to death were doused by the torrential rain.
While the smoke rose, Joyce was just about to take advantage of the chaos to run away when a man suddenly scurried in to grab her hand and run away.
Joyce’s struggle was completely useless against him, so she could only follow him miserably… When they ran out of the smoke, she subconsciously looked down. Ct was that fake native with shoes!
Joyce sighed in relief when she noticed the fake native.
The torrential rain plunged the night into a cold abyss.
The leaves around them rustled loudly as they were drenched in the downpour. Accompanied by the crashing waves from the sea and the wind howling, it was almost phantasmal and despairing.
Joyce was soaked to the bone and shivered in the cold. The chill seemed to drill all the way down to her marrow.
She had just stopped to gasp for breath when she suddenly heard the flurry of heavy footsteps catching up behind them. It was extraordinarily clear in the darkness.
Joyce alid the fake lative exchanged a glance. They they continued to run without hesitation.
The cold rain pelted her face like a sharp knife…
After just a few minutes, she felt like her heart was about to jump out, and her legs stopped listening to her brain. The surrounding environment was dark, and in addition to the rain, it was impossible to see anything at all.
The ground was littered with branches and leaves, but they could only continue to escape, even if it meant crawling away!
The indigenous people chased after them relentlessly and even threw branches at them. Joyce’s back was hit several times, but she merely gritted her teeth and got up to run again.
Her hands had countless wounds after being cut by twigs and thorns, but she was numb ro the pain.
The fake native in fr‹irit of her loved quickly with agility. His body was nimble, and he had strong athletic qualities.
Joyce did not dare to lag behind and ran for her life.
The sounds behind them were getting closer. If the indigenous people caught up to them, that would mean certain death!
Suddenly, her foot hooked onto a tree trunk, hurling her to the ground. She could not help but let out a scream when a jolt of pain shot up her elbow.
The fake native turned around. Joyce gritted her teeth and pulled herself up. “I’m fine! Run!”
All of a sudden, after she stepped over the tree trunk, her foot lost its ground and she found herself freefalling!
fler hands desperately reached out for arlything she could grab. Site managed to wrap a flexible virtue around later arln.
The full weight of her body hung from that vine, and her hands were already bleeding from the thorns lining the vine.
Joyce could feel her body trembling. She was well aware that her body was at its limit.
The sounds of the indigenous people behind her were like a death knell for her, sinister and frightening.
The feeling of hopelessness had never been so strong before, and the chill swept through every pore of her body…
However, the next moment, the fake native that should have run away suddenly appeared in front of her.
He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the pitfall.
It was like she was handed a lifeline.
Before Joyce could sigh in relief, she subconsciously looked back at the trap and saw countless thick branches that were shaved into sharp spikes in the pit.
For a moment, her hair stood on end.
It was a trap set by those indigenous people.
If she had not grabbed onto the vine, then she would have lost everything on this freezing rainy night.
The man yanked her. “Run!”
Joyce wiped her face, not knowing whether it was the rain or her tears.
There was no time to think.