The Final Battle

Zhang Heng dodged the first iron pipe, then raised the Plague Bone Bow in his hand to block the second. Though the bow was made of bone, it was still a B-grade item. When it collided with the iron pipe, it made a creepy creaking sound, like bones grinding against each other. Yet there was not a single scratch on it.

Of course, its original owner had probably never imagined anyone would use it to rub against iron pipes.

From the ash cart that had fallen from the sky earlier to these two ambushers who had been lying in wait, Zhang Heng realized that those things had clearly planned this in advance. They had been waiting for him to arrive so they could avenge the Tree Pupae beneath Workshop No. 3.

If he had been at full strength, he truly would not have considered these guys a threat.

But his mental and physical condition had both nearly reached their limits by now.

When another iron pipe stabbed toward him, he could not completely avoid it. A long cut opened across his arm. Zhang Heng felt as if he had fallen into a swamp, his movements and reactions half a beat slower than usual.

Fortunately, after being tempered through so many game instances, he had amassed considerable combat experience. Even with part of his fighting strength weakened, he was only at a slight disadvantage when facing two opponents who felt almost no pain.

Still, their shrimp-skewering style of fighting was making Zhang Heng's balls ache.

Both iron pipes were over one and a half meters long. Ordinary people might have found them too heavy to wield, but those things seemed to have no such trouble. The length allowed them to attack from farther away. Whether Zhang Heng used Small Knife or