Chapter 10: Let's Go!
"Kill them all!"
"The chick is left to the dragon prince!"
"Kill!"
"Don't even think about running away!"
Boom・・・・・・
With a terrifying earthquake and mountain shaking, nearly a thousand powerful brute beasts launched a madness, which was extremely terrifying!
"Nope! No! No! ・・・・・・I don't want to die yet! ”
"Spare my life, I'm willing to surrender!"
"You can't kill me, my wife and children are still waiting for me at home・・・・・・"
"Boss Bin, help!"
"Boss Bin, help!"
The entire caravan composed of hundreds of Falling Moon Clansmen suddenly turned into a pot of porridge in the shadow of death. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info[Ran^Wen^Library][]. [774] [buy]. []
"Humph! Die, die! ”
"Let's die to Lao Tzu!"
"No one can run!"
"Hahaha・・・・・・"
The executioners on the backs of the beasts around them laughed wildly.
At the same time, the entire caravan fell into the purgatory of the world in an instant, and in the desperate shouts, the members of the caravan were either cut off by weapons, or directly split in half from the center of their eyebrows, and some of the more ferocious were eaten by the brute beasts, biting off their arms and legs!
Blood splattered, heads flew, and in a moment, the ground of the valley was stained red, ・・・・・・ for the caravan, it was simply a nightmare bloody massacre!
Just blink an eye.
There were only a dozen people still alive in the entire caravan.
"Poof!" Narbin opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of dirty blood, and sat on the ground with his ass, his eyes already wide.
Terrible!
It's horrible!
Even as he was an earth-level powerhouse, he had experienced countless killings, but a bloody scene like today's made Narbin finally panic in despair rise from the bottom of his heart.
"Haha, the divine soldiers of the ruins of the ancient gods are really not something that our caravan can touch. If, if I were given another chance, I would have to persuade the captain to give up the Divine Soldier! ”
Narbin smiled bitterly.
That's right!
This is District Eleven, a world where the strong are respected and love to kill.
Zhang Kuan looked at this violent and bloody scene indifferently and shook his head.
In fact, he had every chance to save the entire caravan.
But he didn't.
The reason is not that Zhang Kuan is afraid that he will expose himself because of this, so that these Falling Moon Clansmen will find out that he does not actually belong to this continent.
Zhang Kuan could easily hear through the simple conversation between Long Gongzi and Narbin and the others before, it was obvious that the caravan had taken something that should not have been taken, so it was frantically hunted down.
So even if Long Gongzi and his party really killed all the people in the caravan where Narbin was, they could only blame Narbin for being unlucky, and he liked to find death if he had nothing to do. Mutants in Ancient Times: The Queen's profession
But now, Zhang Kuan suddenly changed his mind.
And his perverted spiritual power, which was comparable to that of an ordinary human planet-level powerhouse, had already swept over, and then found that this group of people who intercepted and killed the caravan was except for that Long Gongzi who was a mid-level god of war level powerhouse.
The rest of the brute beasts plus the figure on the back of the brute beast, there are only two or three other powerhouses at the war general level, and as for most of the rest of the people, some are not even martial artists.
As Zhang Kuan's mind grew, the information given by the Jiuyu Dojo gradually emerged.
In District Eleven, there are no rules, whoever has the big fist is the truth!
In District 11, men worship the strong, women worship the strong, the elderly worship the strong, and children aspire to become super strong!
It's a world where there is no justice.
Everything speaks with strength!
As long as you're strong, anything is possible!
"Get out!" Zhang Kuan used his perverted mental power to shout angrily.
And this roar was like a volcano that suddenly erupted, with a rolling wave of rage, which exploded in the minds of nearly a thousand brute beasts and the figures on the back of each brute beast.
Get lost!
Get lost!
Get lost!
Roll Roll Roll ・・・・・・
Zhang Kuan's angry shouts continued to reverberate in the sea of human figures on the back of the brute beast and the brute beast.
Thump! Thump!
Thump! Thump!
Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop・・・・・・
The figures leaning over the back of the brute beast, as well as the leading dragon boy, all of them were shocked.
And their brute beasts were even more unbearable, and they fell directly.
As a result, as soon as the brute fell to the ground, the figure on the back of the brute beast immediately followed suit.
A group of fierce interceptors fell from the backs of the brute beasts one after another, and at this time, except for the embarrassment and fear in their eyes, they no longer had the initial arrogance and madness.
"Let's go!" The leader of the dragon, with an ugly face, shouted at his team: "Let's go!" ”
Then, looking at the executioners who had suddenly left, whether it was Narbin or the caravan members who had survived at this time, they all felt dazed and incredulous.
"Just gone?"
"Is that really going away?"
The caravan members who survived could not believe that they had escaped so easily.
"Daddy!" Miss Nalan, a beautiful blue-eyed girl who had been hiding behind Zhang Kuan, finally reacted first and threw herself into Narbin's arms.
It's just this time.
"Huh? How is he still alive? ”
Narbin looked at Zhang Kuandao with complicated eyes.