A Casual Slaughter, Finally Capturing Ying Xiong! (Second Update)

Once the anger of humanity is aroused, their fighting spirit and fearlessness will be ignited.

How could a mere dog-headed man weighing less than 100 pounds possibly defeat him?

Not to mention that at this moment there was a god-like figure behind them, frantically mowing the grass.

Without the command of Warlock Kobold, ordinary warrior kobolds wouldn't even have the slightest thought of resisting in such a death mill.

You have to run! You have to run fast! In this situation where someone is chasing you, you don't need to run very fast, you just need to run faster than other kobolds to survive!

The kobolds were intelligent monsters, and naturally knew what death meant to them.

In the face of defeat, more and more humans began to kill, feeling the still-warm blood gushing from the kobolds' bodies, which drove them even more mad.

The resentment of being treated like animals and forced to work for days was finally vented on the kobolds.

Gradually, as the bloodthirsty humans ran around the camp searching for any remaining kobolds, in an instant, as the central wooden house collapsed with a deafening roar after its load-bearing beam was burned through, they realized that all the kobolds left in the camp had been killed!

Exhaustion emanated from everyone who had exerted all their strength! They collapsed in the snow, touching the snowflakes that had turned blood red. Some laughed loudly, some roared and cried, and some knelt on the ground, seemingly reminiscing about something.

Standing in the center of the camp, Su Mo quietly looked at all the humans sitting on the ground with expressions of "relief" on their faces, without saying a word.

From the moment the first human joined the army of slaughter, this war between races was already decided.

Humans have never lacked fighting power in nature; what they lack is a "king" who can lead them in battle! A bad general leads to a bad army, and a bad soldier leads to a bad soldier.

Under Maeda Kento's control, everyone's ferocity and rebellious spirit were extinguished.

But inspired by Su Mo, everyone rediscovered the wildness and ferocity that belonged to higher animals.

The Little New Year was sitting on the ground less than five meters away.

Su Mo walked over slowly.

In the eyes of the Little New Year, Su Mo first saw a trace of fear, then a trace of panic, and Su Mo he read another emotion: fanaticism!

A fanatical worship of the strong!

"You're great! You did a fantastic job! What's your name?"

The Fine Iron Electric Spear in his hand was still dripping black blood, and half of the spear was covered with thick, frightening blood plasma.

The armor's original bright silver color had been completely stained blood red, making it look like a demon emerging from hell, which was extremely terrifying.

Even a "serial killer" wouldn't be worthy of this appearance on Earth!

But when such a person suddenly stands beside you, praises you, and asks your name, this "friendly" demeanor and kind words force a smile that looks worse than a grimace on the Little New Year's face. He stammers, "Sir, my Chen Shen!"

"You... you are from ancient times... I mean, you are..."

Upon hearing Chen Shen speech, Su Mo, hidden behind his mask, showed a hint of surprise. After examining his current attire, he suddenly realized what was going on.

"You're overthinking it. I'm an Earthling who traveled here with you!"

Shaking off the bloodstains stuck to the spear, Su Mo did not go on to explain his identity.

Such a large camp must have some kind of temporary supply storage area.

Seeing everyone sprawled on the ground, Su Mo simply got up and began searching for where the kobolds had stored their supplies.

Slowly, as time passed, more and more refugees regained their strength and chose to gather together.

Everyone's faces showed a mixture of fear and curiosity.

Watching Su Mo wander through the burning buildings, they wanted to come up and talk to him, but because they didn't understand Su Mo's temperament, they could only stay where they were and watch.

The cold weather did not extinguish the flames burning in these people's hearts.

Instead, as time slowly passed, and Su Mo approached, with a whoosh! Before Su Mo, everyone, including the foreigners, knelt down, all devoutly kowtowing on the ground. "Thank you, General, for saving our lives. We have no way to repay you but to pledge our lives and follow you in conquering the world."

"Your subordinate will be fearless and serve your lord forever!"

These words were spoken in a very literary style, and were even deliberately given the tone of a period drama.

The middle-aged man spoke awkwardly, but after he finished, everyone said in unison:

"Please, General, take me in!"

"Please, Lord, have mercy!"

More than twenty people knelt on the ground, saying such incongruous yet fitting words.

The Chinese were alright, but the few blond-haired, blue-eyed people were extremely strange.

Even with his best efforts to control himself, Su Mo's lips twitched uncontrollably beneath the mask.

They were transported to a wasteland.

The atheistic beliefs that many people hold dear are beginning to waver.

Perhaps in their eyes, it's not surprising that an ancient person has traveled here. "Ahem! Didn't I say that I'm also an Earthling who came here with you?"

"Get up. Kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, kneel to your parents. You can't survive in this wasteland without a backbone."

Even from a short distance, Su Mo's words reached everyone's ears clearly.

Several people understood the implied meaning and stood up, their faces flushed with embarrassment.

Several foreigners were still looking around, seemingly at a loss.

Seeing this, Su Mo had no choice but to draw his pistol from his waist, flick the safety, and fire a shot into the sky! The deafening roar of the gunshot was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's chest.

The next moment, everyone scrambled to their feet, huddled together, and looked over timidly.

"I want to know where a man named Ying Xiong is in the camp? I need to find him!"

Holding a pistol, Su Mo spoke in a calm tone.

After a few seconds or so, in the tense atmosphere, the Little New Year who had spoken up earlier finally stepped forward.

"Ying Xiong Ying Xiong. He was still in the camp before, maybe he escaped with the kobolds?"

After looking around and not seeing Ying Xiong's face, he said thoughtfully.

Upon hearing this, Su Mo nodded, signaling him to continue.

At this point, the others seemed to have opened a floodgate of conversation, each offering their own opinions:

"I saw Ying Xiong, he ran in that direction!"

"He wasn't even wearing his pants properly when he ran!"

"Yes, yes, he couldn't have gone far. It's too cold in this weather, he must have had nothing to eat or drink, so he definitely couldn't have gone far!"

"Ying Xiong is trash. He killed many people. He's not human!"

Upon hearing these words, a murderous glint flashed in Su Mo's eyes. He made a gesture towards the void, and a fully charged Old Phone appeared in his hand.

Turn on the Old Phone and switch to the human network.

Sure enough, next to the large green dot, a small dot was rapidly moving away.

Estimating the distance, based on the proportion, Ying Xiong should have already run about two kilometers!

Should they pursue them or not? After a moment's thought, he looked at the pale and fearful refugees, and then at the surrounding shelters that had become a fire.

Su Mo steeled his resolve and said directly, "I have a task for you now: collect all the supplies and saltpeter and bring them to the center of the field. When I return, if anyone dares to take the supplies and try to escape, I will kill them!"

After saying that, he ignored the refugees' reactions.

Seeing the battery draining rapidly on his Old Phone, Su Mo quickly activated his electric power-assisted boots and dashed out.

Ying Xiong must die! There is no other way. Letting this man go will make Su Mo restless, even in his sleep!

"Dare to scheme against me? Ying Xiong is just an appetizer. If I ever find the Tundra Shelter, Ying Tianlong..."

"Everyone has to pay the price!"

After taking a few steps outside the camp, Oreo also darted out from the snow beside the camp and ran forward with Su Mo! With the added benefit of the electric-assisted boots, on the mobile phone map, Ying Xiong's red dot and Su Mo's own green dot kept getting closer and closer.

At 500m, Su Mo spotted Ying Xiong running on the high slope from afar!

"Wow, that's incredibly fast!"

Having found the person, Su Mo made no attempt to conceal his murderous intent. He turned off his phone and focused on his journey.

Oreo, on the other hand, had already caught up at an even faster speed, moving like a cheetah across the snow, its speed terrifying.

"Woof! Woof!"

Oreo's barking as it ran made Ying Xiong, who was ahead, turn his head immediately.

Seeing Su Mo, clad in blood-red armor and resembling a demon god, in the distance, Ying Xiong panicked and began crawling on the hillside using both his hands and feet.

It's a simple pursuit problem, with no suspense whatsoever.

When Oreo caught up with Ying Xiong, the answer was already decided! Instead of rushing up to stop Ying Xiong, Oreo "cunningly" continued to run around Ying Xiong.

After running ahead of Ying Xiong, it quickly pushed off the ground with its two hind legs.

The snowflakes were swirling in the air, making the already slippery snow even more difficult to climb.

Adding to the fact that Ying Xiong was already in a panic while fleeing, he was caught off guard and fell to the ground, which made Oreo laugh loudly.

Before Ying Xiong could even get up, a series of heavy footsteps sounded behind him.

These steps were like those of a giant.

With each step, I could feel the earth trembling beneath me, and at the same time, I could feel the anger of my pursuers!

In a panic Ying Xiong tried to get up and keep running, but the fear in his heart made him unable to muster any strength.

In my anxiety, I had just gotten up when I tripped and fell face-first into the snow.

This time, before he could get up again, a faint voice, accompanied by a strong smell of blood, rang out behind him.

"Keep running? I'd like to see how long it takes you to get to Ying Tianlong?"