"Tap!"
Amid a crisp landing sound, Fang Li descended from the sky and landed in the center of a battlefield strewn with monster corpses and blood.
After sweeping his gaze around, Fang Li ignored the monster corpses and turned his attention to the battered figures.
"Heroes?"
These battered people were all heroes who had come to fight.
Yet not a single one remained standing. Every one of them had suffered serious injuries.
Of course, they were merely injured. They had not reached the point of death.
However, that was only temporary.
If they were not treated in time, some of them would definitely die.
"No choice..."
Fang Li took out his phone, intending to report the situation to the Hero Association and have them send medical personnel over.
But before he could do so, a weak voice filled with pain rang out.
"You're... S-Class Rank 8..."
Hearing that voice, Fang Li's movements paused slightly. He turned and looked toward its source.
Not far away, a hero surrounded by the greatest number of monster corpses struggled to raise his battered face and stretched a trembling hand toward Fang Li.
"You are..."
Information from the Hero Association's registry surfaced in Fang Li's mind.
"Stinger, A-Class Rank 11?"
He was a hero who was rather famous and popular among the public.
He was A-Class, ranked eleventh, and fought using a spear-like weapon called "Bamboo Shoot." He possessed the strength to defeat Tiger-class Monsters on his own.
That much could be seen from the sheer number of monster corpses lying around Stinger.
Yet even an A-Class Hero like him had been defeated and left lying on the ground.
Fang Li stepped forward, propped up the man's upper body, and asked, "Are you all right?"
"I-I'm... fine..." Stinger grabbed Fang Li with trembling hands and