The Late Death of Scarhead!

Bang!

Scarhead was sent flying by a single move, crashing to the ground, his hovering battle armor rendered useless on the spot.

Next, the other members of the War Spirit Squad were all knocked down.

From the dust, a shadow slowly materialized, accompanied by a mocking voice.

"The wilderness behind us is truly boring..."

The figure gradually revealed itself to be a tall woman. She twirled a cold, gleaming dagger between her fingertips and sneered, "You rear-echelon Martial Artists are nothing but trash among trash. Even rats from the front lines could kill you one-on-one."

Strangely, the woman wasn't entirely human. A long scorpion tail protruded from her back.

"Who... who are you people?"

Scarhead and the others asked in shock.

Let alone them, even Xiao Yu'er, a high-ranking official from Zero Martial Arts Company, was now wearing a look of panic. Staring at this group of monsters, neither human nor beast, who were ambushing them, she felt her worldview shatter.

"Who are we?"

The woman tilted her head, her cheek splitting open, her mouth agape as she continued to breathe.

"Of course, we're the ones who specialize in ambushing you righteous individuals who enjoy peace and comfort in the rear. You deserve to die!"

The dagger spun, cold light scattering in all directions.

The woman's figure turned into a streak of light, instantly attacking Scarhead and the others.

The group also cooperated well, pulling back to create distance.

However, the gap in their levels was ultimately insurmountable.

As the woman flickered, she handled the six of them with ease.

In just a few breaths, she had sent them flying.

Facing a Ninth-order Martial Artist, they were completely powerless to fight back, unable even to hold their ground.

"Bang!"

Almost simultaneously, the battle in the sky retreated.

The many Martial Artists from Zero Martial Arts Company landed on the ground.

Three Martial Masters covered Xiao Yu'er as she retreated to the rear.

"Miss, these people are too strange. They only have the strength of early-stage Martial Masters, yet they're unleashing the power of mid-stage Martial Masters. We'll cover your retreat."

One Martial Master's expression was grave.

Although these monsters were strange in appearance, their vitality was stronger than that of ordinary Martial Masters.

The Ninth-order Martial Artist among them was comparable to a Martial Master.

Fighting them was pointless.

Moreover, their target seemed to be not just the escorted goods, but to kill them directly.

Killing for treasure.

Such brazenness meant they couldn't be from any major faction. The occasional mention of the "front lines" further proved they were desperate outlaws.

Engaging them would be difficult.

"Good!"

Xiao Yu'er didn't try to be brave. Her gaze swept over the six members of the War Spirit Squad, and she said, "Your squad, along with two other squads, will come with me!"

Scarhead exchanged glances with his teammates, understanding that this was a gesture of care for them. He immediately nodded, "Yes!"

With the order given, Xiao Yu'er led the three Martial Artist squads away.

The Martial Artists who had been ambushing them from afar saw this and grinned, "Knowing when to retreat is a good decision, but can you really escape?!"

"Chase them!"

Three figures shot forward.

The three Martial Masters from Zero Martial Arts Company snorted, "Rest!"

RUMBLE!

The two sides engaged once more.

Xiao Yu'er led three Martial Artist squads, speeding across the wilderness.

Fortunately, they didn't encounter any particularly powerful Monsters along the way.

They fled for twenty kilometers.

Just when they thought they were safe, those strange people were far more resourceful than they had imagined.

"Ooh ooh ooh~ Gggrrr!"

They roared like savages and could control Monsters, swooping down from the sky.

"Alert!"

Xiao Yu'er shouted. Two of the Martial Artist squads stopped, blocking the strange people.

The War Spirit Squad and the others covered Xiao Yu'er as she retreated rapidly.

"It's still a hundred kilometers to the Satellite City..."

"ROAR!"

Just as she was about to say something.

A Monster flew out from the side of the retreat path.

"Damn it!"

Scarhead swung his great hammer, smashing towards it.

He yelled to the others, "Cover the young lady's escape!"

No one dared to delay, quickly covering Xiao Yu'er as she left.

She had already expended too much energy and could no longer fight.

BANG BANG BANG!

The next second, Before Scarhead could react, a strange Martial Artist attacked, sending him flying.

"A mere seventh-tier Martial Artist dares to cover the rear?"

The strange person had a sharp, simian face and claws like knives on his hands, his body half-crouched.

"So much nonsense!"

Scarhead was tall but moved just as quickly. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before the strange person and brought his hammer down.

CLANG!

But the strange person merely extended a finger and blocked his attack.

"What!?"

Scarhead's pupils contracted sharply. He was about to retreat.

The strange person, however, flashed behind him and brought his claws down.

SLASH!

With a single claw strike, Scarhead was cut in half at the waist, his body splitting into two.

"Wh-what?"

His lower body lost control. Scarhead stiffened. By the time he came to his senses, his severed half had fallen to the ground. Blood surged from his throat, and he coughed it up in waves.

His disbelieving eyes reflected the strange person's monkey-like face.

The latter sneered, "Too weak."

The strange Martial Artist stepped on Scarhead's palm and chuckled, "Someone like you wouldn't last a day on the front lines!"

"Oh?"

"So you're saying you're strong?"

The instant the strange Martial Artist finished speaking, a cold voice echoed.

The monkey-faced strange person's heart leaped. He instinctively activated his vitality shield.

SWISH!

A cold light flashed.

SLASH! The monkey-faced strange person's limbs were instantly crushed into bloody mist.

Like Scarhead, his eyes were filled with disbelief. By the time he came to his senses, he had fallen to the ground, blood flowing out and forming a pool around him.

He only saw a figure descend from the sky and land before him.

Accompanying it, a Ghost-faced Monkey face entered his vision.

The strange person's pupils trembled, "You, you... cough!"

Lu Xuan didn't give him a moment to breathe, killing him on the spot.

He picked up the storage ring and weighed it.

"As expected of someone from the front lines, quite the fortune."

Lu Xuan chuckled and put away the ring. Just as he was about to say something, a faint sound reached his ears.

"Little... Little Xuan."

The familiar call reached his ears, and Lu Xuan froze.

He spun around abruptly.

His vision was immediately split by Scarhead, who was cut in half. When he recognized the face, his mind went completely blank with a deafening roar.

"You..."

He stumbled forward in a daze, tripping and falling.

"Uncle Scar... Uncle!"

"How could it be you? How could it be you?!"

Lu Xuan's body trembled, his skin instantly turning cold. His throat tightened, and he could only let out a series of "Ah, ah, ah" sounds when he tried to speak.

"Little Xuan~ Cough, cough, ptooey!"

Scarhead spat blood, his face gradually turning pale.

"Uncle, don't, don't speak!" Lu Xuan trembled all over. He desperately tried to pull apart Scarhead's lower body, his voice quivering, "There's still hope, there must be hope!"

A pang of sorrow surged through him, his breathing becoming rapid and heavy.

Why did it have to be Scarhead?

The future email didn't mention anything about Scarhead being attacked!

Why?!

For the first time, fear and unease flickered in Lu Xuan's eyes.

"Haha... Silly child, I'm beyond saving."

Scarhead raised a hand, "Little Xuan!"

"I, I'm here!"

Lu Xuan grabbed his hand and tore off the Ghost-faced Monkey mask. An indescribable emotion surged, causing tears to well up uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry!"

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I came too late!"

"It's not your fault..." Scarhead managed a smile. "It's worth it to see you one last time."

"No, no, Uncle, you can still be saved..."

As Lu Xuan trembled, he suddenly felt Scarhead's fingers tighten, instinctively pulling him to the side.

However, Almost the second he was pulled away, the monster, which had been controlled by the strange Martial Artist, used its sharp horns to directly smash Scarhead, who was already on the verge of death, into pieces.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Lu Xuan's pupils constricted, his body stiffening.

He stared blankly at the scene, feeling his heart stop for an instant.

"Ah, ahhh!"

His head throbbed, and Lu Xuan let out a hysterical roar.

Countless blades and shattered stones around them trembled, all levitating. The monster seemed to sense the aura of death and tried to flee.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

The sky filled with debris like bullets, piercing its body.

In mere moments, it was torn into a mist of blood.

"No, no, no!"

Blood tears streamed from Lu Xuan's eyes. He rushed forward, wanting to pick up Scarhead's remains piece by piece and put them together. However, even if he could restore them all, Scarhead was already lifeless.

Scarhead was dead!

"Ahhh!"

Lu Xuan let out a heart-wrenching roar.

His immense psychic power spread out, causing everything around him to explode.

Scarhead was the first good person Lu Xuan had ever met, the first person to be kind to him, even in the wilderness. He had even saved his life.

And now he had died right before his eyes.

He had saved his life right before dying.

"Why? Why!?"

"I'm sorryyyyy!"

Lu Xuan pounded the ground with both hands, blood flowing from his fists.

If he had known it was Scarhead.

He wouldn't have been so slow.

Why?! Why hadn't the future email mentioned this.

Anger, resentment.

Lu Xuan dug through the sand, tears falling and splashing onto the ground.

He hated.

He hated himself for not noticing the person immediately.

Hated himself for being a step too slow.

He could only dig through the sand bit by bit.

Suddenly, A gust of wind attacked, and a woman with a scorpion tail slowly walked over, twisting her body.

"Yo yo~ Actually sad for a friend?"

She licked the blood off her dagger and sneered, "Don't worry, I'll send you down... Bang!"

Before she could finish speaking, The woman felt her body lighten. When she reacted, she felt difficulty breathing. Looking down, she saw Lu Xuan, who had grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up at some point.

"You, how is that possible?"

The woman was terrified and simultaneously tried to swing her scorpion tail to stab Lu Xuan.

Slash!

A cold glint flashed, and the scorpion tail shattered into bloody mist.

The woman screamed. When she turned her head again, she saw countless gravel and iron filings suspended in mid-air, all aimed at her.

"This... You!?"

"Who are you guys?"

"We are... Slash!"

Lu Xuan narrowed his eyes and directly crushed the woman's head, the debris in the air slicing her body into bloody mist.

After finishing everything.

He attached the Ghost-faced Monkey mask and looked up into the distance.

Several strange Martial Artists in hovering battle armor were slowly approaching.