The two tiger men could no longer hold back the anger in their hearts.

They hate the attitude of being completely despised by the other side rather than whether they can win the battle or not.

The two tiger men took a deep breath and arched their steps.

Along with their momentum, a cloud of white smoke rose around them.

Like clouds, hazy currents swirled around them.

The air flow converges along the limbs towards the chest, then around the back and waist, and recircles their limbs.

【Martial Arts Stance】

The nobles present noticed that the momentum of the two tiger men was a little different from before.

At this moment, their aura was more calm and their strength was more abundant.

Of course, Victor was aware of this.

Entering the battle state, the two tiger men in front of him showed their health bars and levels.

lv49

lv47

Moreover, the occupations of these two tiger people are all -

"Martial artist."

Victor looked at them and smiled faintly, and the trench coat behind him began to change.

The blue stripes, which were originally as fresh as a stream, slowly blended into a pale hue.

The blue of the stream, which had been like a stream, became even more turbulent as it fused into the pale.

It was as if two forces were entwined and collided with the turbulence.

Huge raindrops were pouring down and crashing into Victor's trench coat behind him.

It's as if every drop of rain brings a unique power.

The status bar under the health bar is constantly flashing, and one buff after another is rapidly appearing.

The buff of the Water Calamity made his combat power stacked on top of each other.

The torrential rain fell faster and faster, more and more violently.

Suddenly, a strong wind surged.

A terrible whirlwind swept around Victor, and the breath of the wind gradually wrapped around his legs, blurring his indifferent expression.

In the midst of the rain, a wicked smile seemed to emerge.

The speed of the Wind Calamity allowed him to be as fast as the wind at the moment.

The natural elements of bright green slowly melted into Victor's body under the shadow of the hurricane rain.

The physical strength and self-healing of the wood calamity allowed him to obtain the most powerful physique.

Now he has really entered the most suitable state for close combat.

The wind continued to roll up in the great damaged room, and the gloomy dark clouds beyond the dome were stirred by the frenzied wind breath.

The dome, which was already about to fall, also shattered and collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, it was torn apart and swept into a hurricane, completely twisted together with the chaotic torrential rain.

The torrential rain continued to crash on the golden ground, making a thumping sound.

Suddenly, the torrential rain came to a standstill in the air.

In that stagnant rainy night, it was as if everything here was under Victor's control.

"Then let's see—"

His voice was as ethereal as the wind, as soft as if Hao didn't care about the enemy in front of him.

"The gap between us."

……

Under the cover of night, thousands of sub-people rushed towards the edge of the royal city like a black torrent.

They rushed into the deep forests outside the royal city, stealthily shuttling through them.

The torrential rain easily soaked all the subnationals who had left the royal city.

The thousands of raindrops fell on each subhuman, bringing with them the touch of cold and slightly heavy touch.

No one could have imagined that this terrible rainstorm would cover the entire royal city.

Even outside the royal city, this majestic rain has been with them.

The eagle people in the sky flutter their wings in the wind and rain, and each flap of their wings requires a huge amount of power.

For them, what used to be an easy journey has now become extraordinarily far away.

The people did not dare to take the avenues, so they could only run on the muddy paths deep in the forest.

After all, the avenues are too conspicuous, and they are easy to spot by the troops who come to support.

After a long and exhausting journey, many of the subhumans were exhausted, panting, and their steps had become extremely messy.

Most of the rescued subhuman slaves held on to the trunk of the tree and stopped.

They hunched over and gasped.

The eagle man in the sky flapped his wings with difficulty, pulling at the sharp voice.

With a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel, he shouted to the large number of sub-people under him:

"Do you want to be overtaken? Do you want to go back to that dark room and continue to be a slave? ”

"If not, then keep running for me!"

With that sharp voice sounded, countless captive and long-unfed subhumans pulled their thin bodies with great difficulty, and desperately continued to move forward.

Suddenly, several leopard men walking at the front stopped.

Their ears twitched, as if they heard something.

From the dense forest not far away, there was a sound of bone armor and steel armor colliding, and it was coming towards them.

And this sound is getting clearer and clearer.

It felt like it was close at hand.

Is it the army!?

The hearts of the people of Asia thumped, and their hearts beat wildly.

Although there were many subhumans in the group, most of them had just been freed from the underground cells.

They are hungry, physically exhausted, weak, and have no combat effectiveness.

Therefore, there are very few subhumans who can fight against the army.

What's more, the sub-people who have combat power also have to protect those who have no combat power.

There were so many of them that they simply didn't have time to escape.

At this moment, they only hope that this sudden army is not numerous.

The ears of the sub-people trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

The sound of the footsteps of the army echoed in the ears of the people from far to near.

As the pace approached, the sound of bone and steel colliding gradually became clearer and more pronounced.

Until the moment when the crisp footsteps finally stopped in front of them.

These sub-people who fled were collectively stunned.

They didn't expect that the number of people in this army was really small, less than a hundred.

Although they were well-dressed, the slightly swaying cat-eared dog ears on top of their heads indicated their identity.

It's a team of subhumans.

"Actually, are they compatriots?"

The eagle man in the sky breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the subhumans with leopard ears on the top of their heads put away their sharp teeth.

The panting cowmen who had already carved holes in the dirt also gradually subsided.

Although they didn't know where these compatriots came from, the people relaxed.

Flying in the sky, the eagle man flapping his wings couldn't help but look down.

Just as she wanted to ask these compatriots about their origins.

Suddenly, a flash of black instantly streaked across the night sky.

The eagleman was slightly stunned.

When she looked down again, she saw a pitch-black crow silently landing on the top of a cat lady's head.

The appearance of the crow surprised and confused all the subhumans.

Especially its only pupil, which is even more inexplicably weird.

And when Vega's gaze swept over these sub-people, after a rough look, he slowly spoke:

"Only a few thousand?"

"That's better than nothing."

？？？

A talking crow?

The Asians looked at each other, a little overwhelmed.

Crow, can actually talk?

Is this their delusion?

Soon, however, Vega showed it to them.

This crow doesn't just talk.

It bowed deeply to the bewildered group of Asians, graceful as a gentleman.

"Introduce yourself."

"I'm supposed to be an evil god."

The words fell, as if even the air around them froze for a moment.

At this moment, the sub-people suddenly felt as if their bodies were being grasped tightly by an invisible giant hand, unable to move.

Their beast-like ears also stopped fluttering under this terrible momentum.

Even the eagles in the sky were imprisoned in mid-air, unable to move.

But the strange thing is that their bodies, as if they were held up by something, hovered high in the air.

Suddenly, the rain stopped.

A deep black spilled out of Vega's body, bypassing the top of Cat Lady's head and slowly falling into the muddy ground.

The darkness quickly traveled across the ground, weaving together along the soles of the feet of thousands of subhumans.

The next moment, the world around him began to distort, as if it had been splashed on it by a cloud of ink, stirred wantonly.

A puff of green smoke rose and engulfed countless subhumans.

Even the surrounding forests have become distorted and chaotic because of this.

Suddenly, the deep and green boundless space appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The sky was covered with eerie smoke, and a dead and dull aura swept away the subhumans.

In the next second, they appeared in a wave of golden wheat.

Tall golden wheat fields, swallowing up almost half of their bodies.

Endless waves of golden wheat poured in the wind, like a rising tide, and waves floated above the sparkling golden light.

The light illuminated the deep eyes of the subhumans, reflecting the golden light of the stars.

This golden wave of wheat looks out of place in this chaotic land.

It was as if in this dead land, anything sacred was an absolute sin.

Suddenly, the huge heavenly dome was quickly engulfed in black ink, spreading out in all directions.

With a chill, it penetrated into the heart of every subhuman.

At that moment, the sub-people collectively looked up at the sky.

In that dim sky, a strange one-eyed opened.

The huge one-eyed carried incomparable depth, and the pupils were wrapped in countless fragmented compound pupils.

Dense, like something horrible sticking out of the putrid mud.

In the compound pupils, countless twisted tentacles gradually crawled out.

It was like something indescribably obscure, twisting its body in mid-air.

The huge pupils reflected the golden waves and the subhumans.

With a deep and chaotic sound, it surged from all directions and poured into the ears of every subhuman.

"Victor agreed to let you go, but—"

At this moment, the distorted words seemed to flow through the blood, spreading throughout the body and penetrating deep into their hearts:

"I haven't said yet, you can go."