At the same time, Vulture Li Yao and his group were carefully making their way across the wilderness, unwilling to provoke any monsters.
The three War Gods behind him—two East Asians and one white man—were just as cautious, watching their surroundings for fear of startling any monsters and drawing Luo Feng's attention.
The elite warriors, some carrying boxes and others holding weapons, were equally careful.
"Vulture, where are we taking all this stuff?" one of the East Asians asked.
"Sakata Bear, you need to be patient."
Li Yao was rather wary of this broad-faced former Japanese man. If he didn't have the Black God Suit, he wouldn't have dared hire such a high-level War God.
Hearing Li Yao and the East Asian speaking, Luo Feng realized that the two were Japanese from before the Great Nirvana. He had no goodwill toward them whatsoever.
Japan had been an economic powerhouse before the Great Nirvana Period. Unfortunately, it was an island nation, and it had hunted too many large fish, such as sharks.
When the monsters mutated during the Great Nirvana Period, large fish like sharks became incredibly powerful. There were many Lord-Level sea monsters, and even King-Level Monsters! Lord-level and King-level monsters had intelligence comparable to humans.
So they sought revenge!
They gathered an army and attacked the Japanese islands!
In the end, under the assault of endless sea monsters, flying monsters from the skies, and King-Level Monsters, Japan was destroyed!
Only a few million people remained, scattered across the world. But after decades of recovery, the Japanese had become a small ethnic group in the world.
Meanwhile, China had not lost much of its strength. On the contrary, its international standing had grown even more prominent after the Great Nirvana, and it had produced the greatest man in the world: Hong.
How could they not envy China? That was why two Japanese had come this time: a High-level War God and an Intermediate War God.
The Japanese were only a small ethnic group now. They had just one person beyond the War God level—that is, one Planetary Level warrior—and only five or six High-level War Gods. This already represented a tenth of their strength, which showed just how envious they were of China.
At 120 meters, 100 meters, then 80 meters, Luo Feng stopped when he was 80 meters from Li Yao's group.
At that moment, six flying knives beneath the wilderness floor were less than 20 meters from the two Japanese War Gods and the white War God!
"Attack!" Luo Feng's gaze turned cold.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Eight black streaks of light shot out of the ground, just five meters away from the group, like black lightning. In what was probably a thousandth of a second, the eight bolts of black lightning closed in on their targets!
"Hm?" Li Yao heard the commotion and reacted with great alertness.
The instant the knives shot toward them, black light flashed across Vulture Li Yao's body as the Black God Suit covered him from head to toe.
Unfortunately for him... he wasn't Luo Feng's target.
The eight flying knives split into three groups. Four streaks of black light attacked Sakata Bear, the High-level War God, while the other four split into pairs and shot at Kitahara Tsuyoshi and Field.
The target was me?!
As a High-level War God, Sakata Bear reacted instantly. He swung his long spear, turning it into a mass of silver light that knocked all four flying knives away.
"What incredible force!" But Luo Feng's flying knives were no easy thing to block, especially not four at once. Sakata Bear's arms were now completely numb. Only through sheer willpower did he manage to keep hold of his spear. His face full of alarm and resentment, he shouted at Li Yao, "Li Yao, you deceived me..."
Before he could finish, a flying knife pierced his throat from behind. He fell to the ground, his face full of unwillingness.
The High-level War God, "Silver Spear" Sakata Bear, had fallen!
The other two War Gods fared no better. Kitahara Tsuyoshi held a shield in one hand and a slightly curved War Blade in the other.
Facing the two incoming flying knives, Kitahara Tsuyoshi swung his blade. With a clang, he knocked one of them away, but the immense force behind it was beyond anything he had anticipated. The shield he'd readied to block the second knife instantly buckled,
and the second flying knife pierced right through Kitahara Tsuyoshi's head, blowing it apart.
The Intermediate War God Kitahara Tsuyoshi had fallen!
The tall, slender white man Field held a shield in one hand and a rapier in the other.
Field let out a low growl.
Clang! His rapier barely managed to block one of Luo Feng's flying knives.
The other knife whizzed past his neck, merely shaving off a patch of flesh.
"I'm alive." Field let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Thwack!
A returning flying knife pierced Isaacson's head from behind, sending red and white matter flying!
Yet another Intermediate War God, Field, had fallen!
"Damn it. I never thought that brat would become this powerful. I have to kill him today, or else..."
Seeing three War Gods fall in an instant, Li Yao was consumed with fury, followed by a deep chill.
"Die!"
Vulture Li Yao's face twisted with rage, his eyes filled with murderous intent. While still in midair, he let out a roar and swung the single blade in his right hand!
Whoosh!
His arm stretched as it moved, surging more than ten meters in an instant! A human warrior now had a black arm more than ten meters long—it was bizarre! Holding the single blade, that suddenly elongated arm came down in a vicious chop at Luo Feng!
Whoosh!
Luo Feng had been watching Li Yao closely. Guan Ning had also told him what the Black God Suit could do. Though he was puzzled by the strange attack, he shot straight upward and dodged it.
Thud!
As Luo Feng rose into the air, Li Yao's attack struck the ground. The immense force carved a deep trench into the earth. It was only a few dozen centimeters long, but the power was still astonishing.
"What a bizarre strike!" Luo Feng was shaken. If Guan Ning hadn't warned him, he would have been injured by now. Still, instead of paying attention to Li Yao, who had landed on the ground, he looked coldly down at the elite warriors below.
"Die!"
The eight flying knives immediately spread out!
They were more than enough to deal with these elite warriors, none of whom were even War Gods. When they saw the eight knives hovering in the air, every one of them—every elite warrior, and even Li Yao—looked terrified. Li Yao's face changed drastically, and he let out an enraged roar before shooting into the sky.
"No!"
"Don't!"
The elite warriors were all terrified and tried to flee.
"Die, all of you!" Luo Feng looked down coldly.
The eight flying knives turned into blood-red streaks of death! They shot toward the packed crowd from different directions, crossing one another like blades in a meat grinder!
"No!" A burly Black man cried out as a blood-red streak shot through his chest.
"Ah!" A white elite warrior's head exploded.
Li Yao couldn't just stand by and watch as Luo Feng slaughtered his men. But Luo Feng was extremely nimble in the air and dodged his attacks time and again. Li Yao could do nothing but roar helplessly, repeatedly stamping off the ground and leaping into the air in an attempt to attack Luo Feng, all to no avail.
The elite warriors also tried to escape, but they had no hope of getting away from Luo Feng. As for resisting, they couldn't withstand the power behind the flying knives at all. All they could do was take step after step toward death in despair.
The twenty or thirty elite warriors Li Yao had brought with him lasted only two or three minutes before Luo Feng took care of them all. That left only Li Yao, the dozen or so researchers, and the undamaged boxes on the ground. These people were researchers working on Laser Cannons, and the boxes contained complete Laser Cannons. They were priceless treasures, so of course Luo Feng couldn't let them be destroyed.
Streaks of light shot out in an instant. Eight of them, roaring like eight dragons. Their powerful sonic booms rang across the land. Luo Feng's eyes burned like flames as he fixed his gaze on Li Yao alone.
"Die!"
The eight streaks of light curved through the air at such speed that Li Yao had no time to dodge. They struck him all at once!
"Hmph, flying knives?" A hint of disdain flashed in Li Yao's eyes.
Boom!
An astonishing force passed through the Black God Suit and struck him. Even after being reduced by ninety percent, the impact was still terrifyingly powerful.
Each blade carried an impact force of more than 280,000 kilograms. Eight flying knives meant a combined force of more than two million kilograms! Even after being reduced by ninety percent, over 200,000 kilograms of force remained!
Pfft!
Li Yao, on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood. Even with the body of a High-level War God, he was still injured by an impact of more than 200,000 kilograms.
"Impossible, impossible!" Li Yao roared inwardly. "I'm at the peak of the High-level War God rank, and I have the Black God Suit! Even the Beyond War God Councilors could do no more than injure me this badly. How could he have hurt me?"
I can't stay. I have to escape, or he'll kill me!
Li Yao instantly realized the situation he was in. Forget killing Luo Feng to avenge his son—he didn't even know if he'd make it out alive himself.
Boom!
Li Yao burst into action, reaching twice the speed of sound as he fled at top speed.
"Wait here. People from the Limit Martial Hall will be here soon."
Luo Feng had been prepared to defend himself, but he hadn't expected Li Yao to run. He only had time to leave them with that one sentence before hurrying after him. He couldn't let this chance to kill Li Yao slip by. He might not succeed, but it was worth a try.
While Luo Feng pursued Li Yao, Guan Ning had already followed the map to the lake where Mist Island was located.
The lake stretched a full hundred kilometers across, broad and boundless. The entire lake was shrouded in thick mist, but there wasn't a trace of fog on the land beside it, not even along the shore. It looked extremely strange.
The mist seemed endless, and the farther into the lake one looked, the thicker it appeared. It was impossible to make out what lay in the distance.
"We're finally here!"
Guan Ning breathed a sigh of relief and activated his Communication Watch. "Tuantuan."
He was calling the Smart Fighter Jet. "Tuantuan" was the name he had given the intelligence aboard the aircraft.
The lake clearly wasn't ordinary. It was home to a large number of Lord-level monsters, and they were electric eels. Guan Ning wasn't a Psychic Master. He had already bought an SS-Grade Insulation Suit and a small footboard, but even with those, he still couldn't be sure he could make it across,
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