Even though he gathered his spiritual energy in time to protect his head and back, he still felt heartbreaking pain coming from his back, as if there were hundreds of fire ants crawling and biting him.

The hair exposed from between the fingers was curled up by the heat, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell.

Both ears were even more wet, as if the eardrums had been torn by a violent explosion.

Fortunately, methane explosions in an open-air environment disappear as quickly as they come.

A storm of flames swept across the entire jungle, swirling and extinguishing.

What was left behind was a messy and miserable environment.

The wolf cavalryman who had just brandished his saber and charged towards Meng Chao was blown dozens of meters away by the shock wave, and hit a mandala tree as thick as three or five people could hug it, almost breaking the tree.

He and the warg under his crotch were also bruised and bruised, and were as pulpy as mud. They were also burned to death by the ensuing flames. They were huddled under the tree and turned into two squirming piles of rotten flesh.

The situation of the other wolf cavalry is not much better than this guy.

Many people were thrown away by the shock wave, hanging in grotesque postures among the charred branches, like black puppets with burnt strings.

There were also people whose armors were torn into pieces and their hairs were burned completely. They were transformed from the majestic elites of the wolf tribe into trembling bereaved dogs.

Even powerful high-level warriors realized that the situation was not good at the moment before the methane explosion and activated the power of the totem in time, or they were originally wearing totem armor and withstood 90% of the destructive power.

They were also blown to pieces, either holding their weapons dumbfounded, or staggering like a drunkard, unable to recover for a while.

To make matters worse, although the explosion subsided, the flames were still raging.

The towering trees in the jungle were originally the best fuel.

The real ambush soldiers of the Bone Camp had already applied a large amount of grease on the carefully selected trees to ensure that they would catch fire instantly and instantly turn into torches spewing out the light of death.

The fierce flames formed a wall of fire, tearing the elite wolf formation to pieces.
Chapter completed!