"Die."
Scythe Bro uttered a muffled word.
Both are SSS-level alien beasts, but the Faceless Beast could communicate without any problems, while the Scythe Bro struggled to even utter a complete sentence.
This shows that the gap between SSS-class alien beasts is also huge.
Bang--
Seemingly to show off its martial prowess to Qin Ze, the massive scythe slammed down, causing another wave of explosive friendly fire.
If it were Qin Ze, the Local Area Network would have exploded long ago.
Even so, the clones were still whispering among themselves.
"You think you can bully beasts because they don't have animal rights?"
"Even cattle and horses have power, so how can mythical beasts have power?"
"It's so cold and frigid. When will the oxen, horses, and strange beasts be able to stand up?"
"I suggest establishing a mutual aid committee for cattle, horses, and exotic animals."
"Great! I'll invite Little Butterfly to join right now!"
"That's Chaos Beast."
"..."
While the clones were still chattering away, Qin Ze had already completed his first round of combat with Scythe Bro.
Qin Ze didn't activate any buffs; with just a casual punch, he shattered the scythe of the Scythe Bro.
Not only did the Scythe Bro freeze in shock for a while, but his clones also exclaimed "Holy crap!" on the Local Area Network.
"This is impossible, when did the Pretty God become so powerful?"
"You've always been this strong, okay? If you can't beat them, think about it carefully: maybe you haven't been trying hard enough."
"Damn it! Without my hard work, would the Pretty God be where she is today?"
"Wake up, everyone! Scythe Bro and Pretty God are on the same level. If you can't even beat a beast of the same level, you might as well find a block of tofu and smash your head against it."
"Wake up, you won't die from hitting your head on tofu."
"..."
Qin Ze had previously played only top-tier matches.
His opponents were all far stronger than him; some were even gods.
This is why Qin Ze always seemed to be struggling, causing his clones to overlook the fact that the Pretty God herself was a powerful being.
Scythe Bro is questioning his existence.
How could such a hard knife break?
Scythe Bro had to take Qin Ze seriously.
It couldn't understand why the other party, whose aura was utterly ordinary, possessed such terrifying power.
Scythe Bro glanced out of the corner of his eye at the Chaos Beast that was surrounded by other beasts not far away.
Only then did it remember the main purpose of its trip.
Take the Chaos Beast away.
Instead of getting carried away and getting entangled with these alien warriors.
Qin Ze smiled slightly, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Play a little longer and let me see where your abilities are at their limit."
"I've already made arrangements for that guest; he'll have someone to accompany him, so there's no need to worry too much."
With a "snap," Qin Ze snapped his fingers.
"Girls, come out and greet our guests."
A white mist spread from afar, instantly engulfing most of the beast tide.
The Mist Lord sat atop a cloud and said, "You have been strengthened; you can go and deliver yourselves."
The strange beast in the mist was disoriented and couldn't tell which way was which.
Some idiots even bumped into each other and started playing a game of bull bumper.
Just then, a group of clones emerged from the mist.
First came a loud "boom," and then a blood-red mushroom cloud rose from the ground.
The shockwave from the self-destruction of Peak Level Five Martial Artist instantly swept in all directions, blasting all the strange beasts within a hundred meters into a pile of mud.
A monkey-faced clone shouted, "Yay! It's our Self-Destruct Squad's first kill again!"
The clone beside him shook his head. "Foolish! He gave up at the Peak of Level Five just like that. If he had kept going, he might have become the next Soul Orb candidate."
Monkey-faced clone. "That was our Self-Destruct Squad leader, no, now he's the former leader."
"Our former leader said that the reason he trained so hard was so that he could explode one last time, and it had to be spectacular, earth-shattering, and earth-shattering."
"Our former boss also said that you can't trust Qin Dog's words. Those who say they can give someone a Soul Orb are all talking nonsense and making empty promises. KFC, what about you guys?!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Ze couldn't help but smirk, thinking to himself that it was a good thing he died.
Otherwise, Qin Ze wouldn't mind helping him achieve the feat of making the explosion spectacular.
The clones were like evil spirits in the smoke, slaughtering the strange beasts without leaving a trace as soon as they appeared.
They were like a sharp sword, piercing fiercely towards the direction where the Little Butterfly was.
Seeing this, Scythe Bro panicked a little. If the Chaos Beast was kidnapped by the other party, it wouldn't be able to go back either.
However, Qin Ze was like an insurmountable mountain, and for the first time, Scythe Bro felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Scythe Bro gripped the hilt of the broken sword with one hand, and strands of red silk threads extended from the hilt, instantly coiling and condensing into a blood-red curved blade that appeared to be even sturdier than before.
The Scythe Bro his knife and began to slash.
With a roar, it was determined to use its full power to cut this damned alien warrior in half at the waist.
Bang--
One punch, just one punch.
Qin Ze's fist slammed from the tip of the knife all the way to the hilt.
The blood-stained blade shattered into countless fragments like glass.
The knife broke again.
Scythe Bro froze on the spot.
That's its brand new knife!
Who exactly is this damned alien warrior?!
Qin Ze frowned unhappily. "That's it?"
"What about your ability? The one that lets you Face Changing your expression? Use it quickly, I'm in a hurry."
If it weren't for testing the strength of its abilities, Qin Ze would have sent it to its death with a single sword strike long ago.
Qin Ze urged, "Then hurry up and change!"
The Scythe Bro, having come to his senses, felt extremely wronged, but he couldn't say anything.
That damned alien warrior keeps telling me to use his abilities.
But Qin Ze's punches were always light and weak, and its Face Changing was powerless to stop it.
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow. "You can only copy other people's talents and abilities?"
Scythe Bro held those magical beasts that could speak in Spirit Language in utter contempt, but now it was so anxious that it wished it could speak for itself.
"#:-)&#..."
Qin Ze waved his hand. "Alright, stop talking, you can't explain it."
Boom--
Qin Ze conjured a small golden palm-sized Palm Thunder and threw it at the man, giving the Scythe Bro a jolt of electricity.
However, Scythe Bro remains unchanged.
Qin Ze frowned. "Still not working?"
So Qin Ze kept throwing Palm Thunder at Scythe Bro, one after another.
In just a few breaths, Scythe Bro was electrocuted and his whole body was charred, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt meat.
Scythe Bro was trembling with rage; this damned alien warrior was toying with him.
It's usually the one playing tricks on others, but who would have thought that the tables would turn and today it was the one being played.
That feeling... it's finally here!
Qin Ze noticed that a strange energy was circulating within the Scythe Bro's body and gradually gathering towards its face.
Qin Ze shook his wrist. "Finally, it can change."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the grotesque face of the "Scythe Bro " transformed into the face of " Lin Zhiyuan ".