Although Luo Fan could guess that those Weird had probably been scared off by his wife, the Weird Bride.
He had no intention of asking.
After all, although he trusted his companions in the Hope Convoy fairly well.
When it came to Minako, Lin Xiaowei, and the others, Luo Fan naturally tried to minimize how much they knew about the Weird Bride.
Even though the Weird Bride was an unnameable being, and they would forget her as soon as they turned away.
But what if?
In this Weird Apocalypse, nothing seemed absolute.
There was always a chance of an exception.
"By the way, why did you come ashore so late at night?" Lin Xiaowei asked Luo Fan and the others curiously.
"We came here to kill a Weird of the eighth tier or higher," Luo Fan answered, making no attempt to hide it.
"A Weird of the eighth tier or higher? Are you really that powerful?"
Hearing Luo Fan's words, Lin Xiaowei widened her eyes and stared at them in disbelief.
To Lin Xiaowei, even with all sorts of miraculous skills, powerful uncanny artifacts, and excellent teamwork among Sequence Users.
Killing an eighth-tier Weird would still require at least a team of seventh-tier Sequence Users to have any chance of success.
But seventh-tier Sequence Users?
Had everyone before her already reached the seventh tier?
Or rather, in the three years since the apocalypse began, had anyone already raised their sequence level to that of a seventh-tier Sequence User?
"Never mind eighth-tier Weird. Luo Fan has even killed ninth-tier ones, and more than one, too."
Niu Dagang spoke up beside them, his expression proud.
Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was the one who had killed ninth-tier Weird!
Hearing Niu Dagang's words, Lin Xiaowei couldn't help drawing a