So It's a Bunch of Mongrels!

"Oh? There are still some who slipped through the net?"

A soft exclamation came from mid-air.

The strange people wearing hovering battle armor, with fur and horns, stopped in their tracks and looked down at the solitary Lu Xuan.

At the same time, Lu Xuan raised his face, which was covered by a Ghost Face, and softly uttered three words.

"Get down!"

"You're courting death... BANG!"

A majestic psychic power, like a vast ocean exerting its might, pressed down on everyone's heads.

It caused the minds of the strange Martial Artists to lose their senses.

Before the words were even finished, They fell like meteorites, smashing into the ground and creating numerous craters.

When they opened their eyes and regained their senses, they felt intense pain throughout their bodies. Looking down, they saw broken bones and flowing blood.

"Ahhh... What happened!?"

The crowd screamed, completely unaware of what had occurred.

They had to understand that they were Ninth-order Martial Artists!

In the instant they lost consciousness, they were smashed into the ground, and they had no idea how it happened.

What in the world was going on!?

"Hmm~ You really are strange."

Lu Xuan appeared before them, and the flying daggers floating in the sky hovered above the heads of this group of people at his will.

"You, who are you?"

The strange people were shocked and a hint of fear arose in their hearts.

It was this person just now who made them fall from the sky with a single sentence. Was he a Martial Dao Grandmaster? Or an even more powerful being?

Weren't they told that Martial Artists above the Martial Master level usually didn't appear in the wilderness?

"Shh!"

Lu Xuan made a shushing gesture and tilted his head, saying, "You're a bit strange. Let me study you properly..."

Just now, When Lu Xuan's psychic power struck these strange people, he was shocked to discover that they didn't seem to be living beings, or rather, their brains were very weak. In the face of psychic power, they were like empty shells.

They were completely different from normal people.

With sufficient psychic power, one could control normal people.

But it was impossible to manipulate living people as if they were objects and use them as attacks, because people have mental power and thoughts; they would resist external forces and were not inanimate objects.

But these people seemed different.

The moment his psychic power came into contact with them, Lu Xuan felt as if he were controlling an inanimate object without a mind.

They would not develop thoughts to resist.

"Could it be that psychic power can restrain these strange people?"

Lu Xuan raised his hand, and one of the strange people was lifted into the air.

The others stared with wide eyes, feeling their perceptions shattered.

Manipulating others?

How was this achieved?

As they were filled with doubt, Lu Xuan flicked his finger.

That strange person shot out like a bullet from a gun, smashing into a tree and exploding into a bloody mess, splattering everywhere.

"What!?"

The remaining strange people stared with wide eyes.

They turned their heads, staring at Lu Xuan in terror. A sense of fear began to grow in their hearts, amplifying infinitely until their bodies trembled like sieves. They repeatedly kowtowed and begged for mercy:

"G-Great one!"

"Spare our lives! We are modified humans from the front lines. We just wanted to take a look at the rear area. We absolutely had no other intentions!"

They were truly terrified.

Even though the person in front of them didn't have as strong vitality as they did.

But his unpredictable and mysterious methods rendered them completely unable to fight back.

This was enough to make them fearful.

Fear from the soul!

"Modified humans?"

This term is new... Lu Xuan sized them up. They all bore traces of other species to varying degrees. He immediately sneered:

"So you're just mongrels with fused monster genes!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

The strange men nodded repeatedly. "Sir, we are mongrels, we are all mongrels! Please, show mercy and let us go!"

"Too bad..."

Lu Xuan's smile vanished, his expression turning instantly cold. "You shouldn't have killed them!"

With that, he clenched his five fingers.

Puff puff puff!

The heads of several strange martial artists exploded, dying filled with hatred.

Lu Xuan collected their storage rings, placed them beside Scarhead's corpse, and buried him. Only then did he let out a long sigh:

"Uncle Scarhead, I will avenge you!"

"These so-called modified humans, a bunch of abominations that defy ethics, I will uproot them, annihilate them completely, and let them be your funeral companions!"

Without delay.

Lu Xuan put on the Ghost Face mask, his psychic power lifting him up. He transformed into a rainbow, streaking across the void.

"Miss, the vitality of this group of monsters is twice that of martial artists of the same level. If we fight them head-on, we have absolutely no chance of winning. We can only wait for reinforcements."

Somewhere.

The Zero Martial Arts Company members stopped in their tracks.

Xiao Yu'er rubbed the storage ring in her hand. "Are they after the cargo?"

"No!"

The Qi and Blood Martial Master shook his head. "These monsters bear too much resentment. I fear they're here for revenge against society, against humanity. They're even more terrifying than the Holy Cult."

The Holy Cult was bad.

But these monsters were both foolish and bad.

Foolishness was more frightening than badness.

It was like two people pointing guns at you: one is a murderer, the other is an unintelligent chimpanzee. Who would you truly fear to pull the trigger?

Bad people could be reasoned with.

Foolish people couldn't.

"A bunch of pampered individuals, you are indeed too weak!"

Before the Zero Company members could catch their breath.

The disdainful shouts of the monsters came from afar. Immediately after, dozens of modified humans landed in front of them.

Leading them were four Martial Masters.

The rest were all Ninth-order martial artists.

Facing such a lineup, the Zero Company had no chance of escaping.

"Everyone, if you leave now, Zero Martial Arts Company will let bygones be bygones."

Xiao Yu'er still wore a hint of pride on her face.

"Little girl, it seems your identity is not simple!"

Several modified humans tilted their heads, greed and avarice appearing on their faces. "If we capture you, wouldn't we be able to exchange you with your company for more resources?"

"Hahaha! Exchange for resources!"

They suddenly bared their fangs and let out ferocious smiles, unleashing their vitality and charging to attack.

"Miss, you all go first!"

Ma Tao and the other War Spirit Squad members rushed forward to block.

Looking at these modified humans, none of whom were even Seventh-order martial artists, charging at them, they sneered:

"A bunch of ants!"

Just as the two sides were about to clash—

"Puff!"

The head of a modified human charging at the forefront suddenly exploded, turning into a mist of blood.

This scene stunned everyone present.

The person charging forward abruptly stopped.

A group of modified humans showed even more panic, turning their heads in all directions, searching for the one who attacked.

"Who?"

Someone demanded.

Xiao Yu'er and the others also grew tense.

When that modified human died just now, they hadn't detected the slightest trace of a presence. Even as Martial Masters, they couldn't see anyone attack.

This method of killing without a trace was unheard of.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, A modified human's head exploded, spraying blood.

Everyone's nerves tightened. The smell of fresh blood from the modified human made an unspeakable terror rise from the depths of their hearts.

"Who, who exactly is it?"

The modified human Martial Masters probed in all directions, slowly beginning to gather.

Just then--

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Several more explosions sounded, and the heads of the modified humans who had just gathered blew apart simultaneously.

"Who? Who exactly is playing tricks!?"

The modified human Martial Masters roared, their vitality surging outward, sweeping across several miles.

But they couldn't sense anyone nearby at all.

Panic and unease spread through the scene, but before they could act, several more modified human Martial Artists' heads exploded.

In just these few minutes.

Only four modified human Martial Masters remained at the scene. Their pupils trembled, revealing anxiety, and their bodies began to shake uncontrollably.

"Friend, we have never offended you..."

"When robbing, what's there to offend or not offend?"

A cold voice descended from the sky, an invisible pressure that made everyone unable to lift their heads.