When Chen Yan took his twentieth step, the fiercely beast race warrior in front, who was taller than him, had already been hit by an arrow and collapsed to the ground.
Right under Chen Yan's eyelids, this warrior, a head taller than him, had an arrow lodged at the junction of his neck and shoulder. The arrow had penetrated about a third of the way in, judging by its length, it must have pierced into his chest cavity.
This unlucky and pitiful fellow lay on the ground unable to die at once, only gushing blood out from his mouth and nose, still struggling for breath.
Without hesitation, Chen Yan lunged to the ground, grabbed this guy, hoisted him onto his shoulders, lifted him above his head, and continued sprinting forward...
At first, Chen Yan's action did not draw much attention on the chaotic battlefield; however, a few of the fiercely beast race nearby, upon seeing Chen Yan's move, suddenly got inspired!
