Broomhead

"Eh!" Zack froze on the spot, then frantically tried to throw away the black sludge, but although it looked like sludge, it was actually a kind of polluted life energy that would cause pollution upon contact with life-like organisms.

Then Zack saw the black mist and sludge burrow into his skin like living creatures, as if more than a dozen rats were wriggling beneath his skin, and some of the black sludge fell onto the handle of the spirit weapon in his hand.

Black sludge seeped in, and the nascent will of the sealed strange plant began to awaken. It no longer cared about the health of the things it absorbed and began to attack the seal.

"Kill Zack remotely!" Lansa commanded coldly. Although he was one of the few honest people, there was no other way. In his infected state, to avoid endangering everyone, she had to let him die.

"Wait! Don't kill me!" Zack shouted anxiously, but things clearly wouldn't go according to his wishes. The next moment, a bullet flew out and pierced Zack's head. Zack's limp body fell to the ground, motionless.

"Damn it, another one lost. Where did all those guys from A Team go?" Lansa's face was gloomy. Although there were more than 30 people in the Fourth Team, after deducting the four who were on rest, there were still more than 20 people on site, and there were also seven or eight B-level spirit envoys.

However, Lansa knew in her heart that they were not there to make up the numbers, at most serving as support to help clear out the smaller monsters. When facing an opponent with such terrifying infection capabilities, only A Team could handle this level of monsters.

Looking at the workers who had almost all retreated, Lansa said with a grim expression, "Retreat slowly, be careful of their attacks."

The loss of six team members, including Captain Fred who was lying there unable to move, meant he would inevitably face company punishment, and even being dismissed from his captaincy would be justified. This displeased Lansa had given the order.

However, there was no other way. Staying would only cause more casualties, so it was better to retreat. The opponent's abilities were simply too disgusting. I just hope that A Team can arrive soon.

"Just a bunch of freeloaders, huh?" A disdainful voice rang out. Sometime during the night, a young man was standing on a fallen tree. He was wearing a uniform, but the zipper on his chest was half undone, revealing his tattooed chest.

Simply put, they're all wearing the same uniform, but the other person is at least a villain or a supporting character, while these ordinary spirit messengers are obviously extras.

He ran his hand through his broom-like hair, the earrings on his ears swaying slightly. He glanced at the spirit messengers with disdain and said, "You're paid by the company, but you're completely useless. I was planning to wait until you were all dead before coming out, but I didn't expect you to retreat ahead of schedule?"

"You arrived a long time ago?" Lansa felt a chill run down her spine. The other person had been there all along, just watching helplessly as that strange man killed them. Wasn't this guy a colleague from the same company?

"If you're going to retreat, then retreat sooner rather than later. Why ask so many questions?" The broom-headed man didn't bother to answer, but his contemptuous smile said it all, and a scarlet aura began to emanate from his body. "Otherwise, you might get accidentally injured later and then blame me."

A black tattoo appeared on the chest of the broom-haired youth. After a spin, a full set of exoskeleton armor enveloped him. This was the symbol of an A-rank spirit envoy: full-body armor.

The spirit weapon of an A-rank spirit envoy has Integration into their body, unlike other spirit envoys who need to carry it with them. Moreover, after their entire body is armored, their comprehensive defensive power is the source of an A-rank spirit envoy's confidence in fighting against terrifying monsters.

All sorts of strange creatures possess abilities that are difficult to defend against. Without that armor, the spiritual light on their bodies alone is insufficient to defend against these creatures' abilities. Only after being armored can they become invincible and begin to deal with those terrifyingly resilient creatures.

At this moment, the broom-headed man was covered in jet-black armor, standing three or four meters tall. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a halberd appeared. The gaps in his armor emitted spiritual light, patching up the holes, and only the eye area of his helmet emitted red light.

"Then, let's have a big slaughter!" The voice of the broom-haired youth came from inside the armor, his voice was crazy and excited. He bent his body slightly, then suddenly leaped up to a height of seven or eight meters, and then fell to the ground like a meteor, swinging the halberd in his hand and smashing it down towards the Twins.

The tree he had been standing on was crushed under his foot. Lansa bit her lip, suppressing her anger, and said, "Let's retreat. This is no longer something we can handle."

The Twins suddenly became weak, transforming into a spirit form. Their bodies automatically separated, and the halberd swept across Twins bodies without causing any damage. The twins slightly widened their eyes and launched a series of mental distortion shocks, which only caused the opponent's armor to flash red light for a moment.

The Twins quickly materialized, their physical abilities greatly enhanced, and they leaped backward. Sure enough, the broom-headed halberd had already spun around and swung towards the Twins' previous position, with some red runes lighting up on it, giving the Twins a feeling of disgust.

"Come on, come on, come on! Give me more attacks! If you're too weak, I'll kill you without mercy!" A maniacal voice came from inside the armor. He wielded his halberd, relentlessly attacking the Twins, shouting, "Too weak! Too weak! All you can do is dodge! Attack me!!"

The Twins retreated to a tree, a black flash appearing in their hands as they struck the tree. The next moment, the Twins leaped away, their broom-headed halberds swinging down, causing the tree to sprout countless burls before suddenly exploding open.

The tree burls lashed out at the armor like bullets, bursting open and splattering thick green sap. Meanwhile, the branches grew wildly, like deformed tentacles spreading towards the broom head.

"Hahaha, this is getting interesting, but..." The broom-headed man frantically swung his halberd, a deep red light emanating from his body. The tree burls struck him with only loud thuds, the sap blocked by the red light. The attacking branches and tentacles were all shattered into pieces by the halberd. "Still too weak!"

"Is that so? And what about this?" The Twins spoke in unison, and there stood beside a large tree, pouring a large amount of black liquid onto the roots of the tree.

The next moment, the earth shook violently, and countless huge roots emerged from the ground like Giant Serpent. Each root was one or two meters in diameter. These roots lashed and pounded at the armor frantically, and the entire ground was filled with the frantic lashing of roots. In the end, all these roots twisted together and turned into a huge lump of wood.

The scene fell An Jing. The Twins stood at the base of a massive tree root, coldly staring at the huge lump of wood. Then, the Twins paused, and the female voice rang out, "Huh?"