The killing intent radiating from Chen Ao grew stronger, leaving the powerful fighters around him somewhat afraid.
Still, they did not think Chen Ao would attack them. That was something of a battlefield rule.
To their surprise, Chen Ao disregarded all those rules and looked straight at the three or four hundred King Rank fighters in the distance.
"No way. Is Blade River King really going to ignore the rules and attack innocent bystanders like us?"
"We're just weaklings. He has no reason to slaughter us! We don't have any treasures, either. What would he gain by killing us?"
"Even if Blade River King is strong, the other Three Great Peak Races are no pushovers. They won't stand by and let him do whatever he wants!"
All things considered, they felt Blade River King had no reason to kill them, no justification, and no chance of actually doing it.
But Chen Ao could not have cared less about any of that.
He charged straight at them, swinging his sword.
When they saw the first King Rank fighter die, they were still in disbelief, their minds ringing.
Only when the second King Rank fighter died did they finally snap out of it. Blade River King was a lunatic.
"Blade River King, the Three Great Peak Races won't let you get away with slaughtering the weak!"
"I'm a King Rank fighter from the Zerg Alliance! You can't kill me, or the Zerg Alliance will kill you!"
"Blade River King, you're completely insane!"
They cursed and shouted at him, but none of it could change the fact that Chen Ao was going to kill them.
Without special means at their disposal, they were far slower than Chen Ao, who possessed a complete set of Peak Secret Techniques.
Unable to teleport, they could only