The Jackalman had surrendered so quickly that it caught Lin Feng off guard.
He had thought the other side would put up some resistance and only submit after taking a few more blows.
"Stay by my side. If you dare run around, I'll beat you to death!"
Lin Feng waved the wooden club in his hand and threatened him.
"Yes, yes, I promise I won't run around!"
Wind Wolf returned to his Jackalman form. Under the threat of death, he acted more meekly than a kitten.
Lin Feng was very satisfied with this obedient attitude. He nodded and asked curiously, "Why can you turn into a wolf?"
"This is the talent I awakened."
Wind Wolf answered immediately.
"Talent..."
Lin Feng frowned slightly, unable to understand.
"In the Savage World, every race, whether strong or weak, has a chance of awakening a talent. However, the stronger the race, the higher the chance of awakening one."
Wind Wolf hurriedly explained.
Lin Feng nodded.
I wonder if the Human Race can awaken talents.
"Are there many Jackalmen who have awakened talents?"
Lin Feng asked again.
"There's only me in our tribe."
Wind Wolf answered honestly.
Bear Hunter and Suihou were merely individually powerful and could be called exceptionally gifted, but they could not be considered talent awakenings.
Every race had a chance of producing some powerful individuals.
It was said that on the Barbaric Continent, some powerful races could even cultivate and break through the limits of their racial strength, becoming stronger without end.
After Lin Feng had learned everything about talents and satisfied his curiosity, his attention returned to the battlefield.
The battle was nearing its end.
Most of the thirty Jackalmen had died. Only around ten remained, and seeing that the situation was unfavorable, they began to flee.
Several Agility Class players chased after them, though it was unclear whether they could catch up.
The other players were surrounding and attacking Bear Hunter.
Excluding the I Shoot You Innocent squad that had died first, the several Agility Class players who had gone after the Jackalmen, and the players who had died or been seriously wounded in the battle just now, eleven players remained.
Led by Da Qing and the other two, everyone was surrounding and attacking Bear Hunter.
Wanhuatong and three Constitution Class players held the front line, blocking Bear Hunter's attacks, while the other players hid behind them and continuously attacked him.
Bear Hunter was already covered in wounds from the players' attacks. It was only a matter of time before he was killed.
Lin Feng walked over.
Wind Wolf followed behind, holding his waist with one hand and waddling along.
After Lin Feng had brutally struck him with a club, he felt as though his waist had nearly snapped. He did not even dare think about running away while Lin Feng was not paying attention.
With the injury to his waist, his speed had dropped by at least half. How could he escape this terrifying human's grasp?
It was better to obediently obey. Perhaps he could still save his life.
"Bear Hunter, if you're willing to surrender, I can spare your life."
Lin Feng shouted at Bear Hunter, who was surrounded.
Wind Wolf had told him Bear Hunter's name.
Surrounded by the players, Bear Hunter was already covered in wounds. The players had also struck his forehead with a club, leaving a wound more than an inch long.
Blood flowed from the wound into his left eye, turning his vision completely red.
Hearing Lin Feng urge him to surrender, he grimaced and bared his teeth at Lin Feng.
"Surrender? Even if I die, I'll never surrender to a Human Race as filthy as you bugs!"
With that, he raised the Wolf Tooth Club in his hand and forcefully smashed it at Wanhuatong in front of him.
In this desperate situation, he erupted with unprecedented potential. The force of this strike far exceeded his previous attacks.
Wanhuatong hurriedly raised his shield to block. With a crack, the sturdy wooden shield was actually smashed with a fissure.
Wanhuatong staggered back several steps before managing to steady himself without falling.
"Come on! Let's see whether you can block me!"
Bear Hunter roared madly. The Wolf Tooth Club in his hand tore through the air as he smashed it at the surrounding players again and again.
Bear Hunter, whose potential had erupted, was even stronger than before by several degrees. Under his frenzied attacks, he actually forced all eleven players back by himself.
Two players were a little too slow. One was struck in the head, which burst open on the spot. Another was struck in the chest and sent flying three or four meters, his life or death unknown.
Seeing how powerful he was after his potential erupted, Bear Hunter could not help feeling a trace of hope for survival.
I'm this fierce now. I should be able to intimidate this group of members of the Human Race, right?
As long as they don't dare come forward, I can take the chance to break out and flee back to the tribe!
Just as he imagined these members of the Human Race being intimidated by him and not daring to advance, he was shocked to discover that the humans surrounding him had inexplicably become excited.
They shouted excitedly in a language he could not understand.
"Enraged! Enraged! The boss is enraged!"
"He's definitely at critical health! Keep up the damage and kill him quickly!"
"I want the BOSS's first kill! None of you are allowed to fight me for it!"
It was common knowledge in the gaming world that a BOSS would become enraged when its health was critically low.
Seeing Bear Hunter enter an enraged state, the players immediately guessed that he was already at the end of his strength. One after another, they became incredibly excited.
This was the strongest BOSS they had encountered since the game opened!
If they claimed the final hit, they might even obtain a first-kill achievement.
The players rushed toward Bear Hunter one after another, afraid that someone else would steal the first kill and make them miss their chance to become famous.
The players' unexpected reaction left Bear Hunter's gaze bewildered.
He truly could not understand why these humans were not afraid after he had unleashed such powerful strength. Instead, they charged forward excitedly, each trying to be first.
Are none of these people afraid of death?
Are they not afraid of death?
Are you really none of you afraid of death!
He cried out in despair inwardly.
Amid this despair, he felt the powerful strength brought by his erupted potential beginning to fade. He became even weaker than he was in his normal state.
He was already powerless to block the humans' attacks.
Attacks came from all directions. Excruciating pain erupted across various parts of his body—his head, back, chest, shoulders...
Blood completely blurred his vision, and his consciousness began to grow hazy as well.
Even the pain seemed to have become numb.
In the end, Bear Hunter's massive body crashed to the ground, and his consciousness sank into darkness.
"Haha, the BOSS is dead!"
"I got 90 experience points. Awesome!"
"Haha, I got 120 points. As expected of a BOSS!"
"What the hell? Why did you get more experience than me?"
"I'm a Strength Class player. How could my damage compare to yours when you're an Agility Class player?"
"I strongly demand that the Strength Class be weakened!"
"Demand that the Strength Class be weakened +1!"
"Demand that the Strength Class be weakened +10086!"
"I strongly demand that the Intelligence Class be strengthened!"
"Strengthen the Intelligence Class +1!"
They had finally defeated the powerful BOSS. The players gathered around Bear Hunter's corpse and cheered excitedly.
The only regret was that the BOSS had dropped nothing except the Wolf Tooth Club in his hand.
Wind Wolf stood beside Lin Feng with one hand over his waist. As he watched the jubilant players, his eyes filled with incomprehension at their behavior.
Defeating a powerful enemy was indeed something worth celebrating, but...
He glanced at the human corpses on the ground. There were around ten of them.
Adding the five who had been surrounded and killed at the beginning, more than ten humans had died in this battle as well!
There had only been around thirty Human Race warriors in total. Nearly half of them had been killed or wounded!
With such heavy casualties, shouldn't they first feel grief and sorrow over the sacrifice of their companions?
Why did they only care about cheering? Not one of them had expressed mourning for their dead companions.
Even the Jackalmen were not this cold-blooded!
As he was thinking about this, an even more horrifying scene appeared before him.
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