Frenzied Harvest

Tut tut tut.

The dull roar of machine guns echoed through the skies!

No resident of T-one District would have believed the sight before them if told about it!

A man in a white shirt stood atop a towering cliff, munching on an "apple" while wielding a heavy Gatling and spraying the herd of black bulls like mad!

Moo!

Moo!

At the front of the herd, black bulls continually dropped to their knees, kicking up clouds of dust before rolling over and collapsing!

After the black bulls died, their massive mouths lolled open, tongues hanging out, along with gleaming diamond-shaped crystals!

Rumble rumble!

The entire herd had gone berserk. Even as the black bulls at the front kept falling, those behind them still charged forward one after another!

They even began trampling their companions' corpses!

Yet no matter how fierce their momentum was, every one of them fell several hundred meters before the cliff!

More and more dazzling diamond-shaped crystals filled the scene, glittering like stars amid the dust!

The entire hunting party was dumbfounded!

Zhang Buzai and Zhang Weiguo were dumbfounded as well!

Striving Youth was drenched in sweat as he frantically delivered supplies to Liu Di!

Fuck, one Ten-thousand-year Ginseng King after another. High-end players really had no humanity!

Before their eyes, Liu Di had nearly mowed down the thousand-strong berserk herd!

The level-five black bull monsters at the foot of Beast Mountain were about to be wiped out in less than ten minutes!

Striving Youth had never imagined a game could be played like this!

Number Eight Sang was definitely a huge bug!

White Robe Immortal Zhang Weiguo's ears rang from the Gatling fire, leaving him nearly deaf.

When he saw the Mental Power Crystal Cores scattered all over the ground, he swallowed hard!

"Buzai, stay here