Li Zhengyang slowly press down Abyssfall Dragon Spear.
The golden light on the tip of the gun gradually converged.
"Ah, it turns out it's you."
Li Zhengyang's tone revealed a hint of impatience, "I thought it was Demon-Human's reinforcements."
Canyon entrance.
Lei Hu climbed up from the rubble, clutching his chest, feeling like his internal organs were trembling.
He looked at Li Zhengyang, and then at his own Battle Axe, which was thrown dozens of meters away, and felt frightened.
If the shot just now was not blocked.
He is now broken into two pieces.
Zhou Han was lying on the ground, his face pale.
He stared blankly at the half-length hilt of the knife left in his hand.
This is a A-Rank Battle Saber, which accompanied him to kill hundreds of Demonic Beasts, but today, in a confrontation, he was killed by a gun.
Zhao Yi and others from Seventh Squad arrived at this time.
They were originally prepared to die and ran all the way to support.
But when they rushed into the canyon and saw the scene in front of them clearly, everyone's footsteps were frozen in place at the same time.
There is no overwhelming Demon-Human ambush.
There is only a gloomy Bone Pagoda and Demon-Human corpses all over the ground.
On the rock wall not far away, there are bloody holes left by spears.
Zhao Yi's gaze crossed Li Zhengyang and landed on the headless corpse below Bone Pagoda.
Judging from the degree of skeletal variation, the strength of these three Demon-Humans during their lifetimes was definitely impressive.
"You... were all killed by you?"
Zhao Yi's voice is a bit astringent.
Li Zhengyang shook the gun tip.
"I just killed a few of the people who led the way." Li Zhengyang pointed at the corpses, "Don't be stunned, everyone stand up."
Zhou Han struggled to get up from the ground.
He followed Li Zhengyang's fingers and glanced at the fatal wounds on the Demon-Human corpses.
A shot through the throat.
A shot through the heart.
One shot to the head.
All wounds were caused by one blow.
There was no trace of unnecessary struggle, and even the regeneration ability that Demon-Human was proud of did not have time to trigger.
Zhou Han's face was burning and hurting.
Two hours ago, at Command Center's round table, he slapped the table and questioned Li Zhengyang for falsifying the battle report.
He said that it is impossible for a newcomer to kill Sixth-Rank Peak Demon-Human alone, that is to kill with the head.
Now, the evidence was right in front of him, slapping him hard in the face.
"Ahem..."
Lei Hu walked over, rubbing his stuffy chest, "Brother Li, did you just say... to lead the way?"
"Here is a Transit Altar from Demon-Human."
Li Zhengyang slammed his spear on the ground and made a crisp sound, "Those three just now are here to deliver tributes. There are three groups of Demon-Human behind them, bringing the remaining Blood-Soul Pearl."
"Blood-Soul Pearl?" Zhao Yi frowned, "That's what Demon-Human above Lord-Class uses to break through! Is there a Blood Demon here?"
"Yes, the strength should be stuck at Half-Step Martial Venerable."
Li Zhengyang The tone is casual.
Half-Step Martial Venerable!
As soon as these four words came out, everyone present turned pale.
"It's okay, Lord Blood Demon is not here, this area is just some small Blood Demon."
Li Zhengyang's voice was not loud, which temporarily calmed people's hearts.
"We can wait here and kill these Demon-Human who are going to send Blood-Soul Pearl. This will delay the promotion of Lord Blood Demon in disguise."
The canyon is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhengyang's calm profile, gritted his teeth and made a gesture.
"Conceal everyone! Concentrate your breath!"
Lei Hu and Zhou Han looked at each other, nodded helplessly, and with their respective team members, retreated into the shadows on both sides of the canyon.
Time passed minute by minute in dead silence.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
Thirty minutes.
The gray fog was billowing outside the canyon, and even the sound of the wind sounded strange.
Lei Hu squatted behind the stone, his legs were already numb.
But he did not relax his vigilance, and his palms holding Battle Axe were all sweaty.
An hour passed.
Let alone Demon-Human who sent tribute, not even a flying insect flew into the canyon.
Zhao Yi frowned and made a gesture to Zhou Han.
Zhou Han nodded, hunched over, and quietly walked out of the canyon with two scouts.
Li Zhengyang opened his eyes and yawned.
Ten minutes later, Zhou Han came back.
When he walked in front of Zhao Yi, Zhou Han shook his head.
"No, there is no trace of Demon-Human at all."
Zhao Yi had a question mark, "??? What happened? Did Demon-Human discover us?"
Or maybe the Demon-Human around here is dead?
Everyone reacted at the same time and looked at Li Zhengyang.
Li Zhengyang noticed the strange looks around him, stood up, and patted the dust on his pants.
"Oh."
He remembered.
On the way here, he felt that the fleeing Demon-Human were in the way, so in order to clear the red dots on the radar, he swept away all the several waves of Demon-Human that were not running fast around him.
He touched his chin and smacked his lips. "I casually stabbed a few to death on the way here. I may have accidentally wiped out the ones around here."
Zhao Yi:"..."
Lei Hu:"..."
Zhou Han took a deep breath and felt that his world view needed to be reshaped.
It felt like someone was facing a terrifying ambush from a powerful enemy, but in this man's eyes, it was just "accidental killing".
"Since there are no more monsters, let's withdraw."
Li Zhengyang picked up the spear and walked straight out of the canyon without stopping.
It's time to improve your strength.
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Army-Breaker Bureau division, Logistics Settlement Center.
People were coming and going in the hall, and several teams that had just returned from the wall were counting the materials for low-level Demonic Beast.
Li Zhengyang strode into the entrance and went directly to High-Level Loot Settlement Counter at the innermost place.
"Take inventory."
The Tactical Watch on his wrist is pointed at the receiving station.
Wow!
A pile of Demonic Core poured out and piled up a small mountain on the table.
The most conspicuous thing is the dozen dark red beads exuding rich Blood Qi mixed in the middle of Demonic Core.
The middle-aged Deacon behind the settlement desk was originally holding a tea cup. After seeing what was on the table clearly, his hand shook and the hot tea spilled all over his crotch.
He stood up suddenly, not even caring about ironing, and threw himself on the table.
"This is...Blood-Soul Pearl?!"
The voice broke directly.
Several elderly Army-Breaker Bureau people who were waiting in line heard the sound and gathered around.
When they saw the quality of the pile of Demonic Core and the dozens of Blood-Soul Pearl, they started talking about it.
"That's the core of Sixth-Rank Peak Demon-Human?"
"One, two, three... fuck, more than thirty?"
"This newcomer dug up Demon-Human's ancestral grave?"
Deacon's hands were shaking a little. He carefully picked up a Blood-Soul Pearl. After confirming that it was correct, he looked up at Li Zhengyang, his eyes looking like he was looking at a monster.
"These materials... are you sure you want to settle all of them? Leave no one behind?"
"Yes! Convert it all into money, leaving nothing behind."