84: Chapter 84 Thunderous Strike

When Fatty let out that shout, Brother Fei finally understood everything completely.

This was truly a case of fearing the worst and having it happen! No wonder they started shooting right away; the real owners who had killed the Mutant Ant had arrived.

"That... it's all a misunderstanding! We were just..." The man beside Brother Fei hurriedly tried to explain, but he was rudely interrupted by Fatty halfway through.

"Misunderstanding your grandmother!"

Fatty strode forward and threw a punch straight at the man's face.

In his haste, the man's expression changed drastically. There was no time to dodge, so he instinctively crossed his arms in front of his face to protect his vitals, intending to take the punch head-on.

But he had underestimated Fatty's strength.

Fatty's total attributes had already reached 29 points. Even though they were Liang Kun's elite squad—all experts with total attributes at the cap—a full 9-point gap in their three-dimensional attributes was not so easily overcome!

"Bang!" A dull thud exploded out!

The sandbag-sized fist slammed heavily into the man's crossed arms, the terrifying force driving his own arms right into his face.

"Thud, thud, thud!" The man stumbled back three or four steps before Brother Fei helped him steady himself.

He didn't even notice the two streams of blood flowing from his nose, staring at Fatty in terror as if he were looking at a terrifying monster that had broken free from its cage.

"Brother Fei, his... his strength is immense! It's very likely he's also an expert who has broken through to Level 2!"

Level 2!

Brother Fei's expression instantly turned exceptionally grim.

Looking across the entire Daque, how many people had broken through to Level 2? And they had just run into one?

Fortunately, all of them were also at Level 2!

That's right; the moment they had obtained the beast core, they had immediately chosen to upgrade. This meant that they now had a total of four Level 2 experts here!

His gaze swept past Fatty, whose aura was surging, and finally fixed on Chen Ze not far away.

To his utter astonishment, Chen Ze had actually casually put away the rifle that had made him wary the entire time, standing there empty-handed, looking relaxed, without a shred of defensiveness.

Seeing this, a flash of ruthlessness and wild joy instantly crossed Brother Fei's eyes.

Being so arrogant was simply courting death! Then don't blame me for being impolite!

"Take him down!" Brother Fei let out a low shout, his murderous intent fully revealed.

The four of them instantly charged out!

Daggers, broadswords, halberds—all F-grade weapons, gleaming with cold light!

Seeing them pouncing on him, Fatty didn't panic in the slightest. A flash of white light appeared in his hand, and an E-grade spear was already in his grip.

"You're courting death!"

A roar shattered the air as Fatty violently twisted his wrist, gripping the spear tightly and swinging it with all his might.

Sweeping Thousands of Armies!

"Hum!" The biting sound of the spear vibrated; the E-grade spear, carrying terrifying force, cut through the air with a dazzling silver arc, like a crescent moon rising from the flat ground, brutally sweeping across the entire encirclement!

"Clang! Clang!" Two crisp sounds exploded!

Erhu and another person blocked with their lives, their weapons managing to withstand the domineering strike.

The massive impact still sent them flying three or four meters, slamming them heavily onto the gravel ground, leaving two long trails of dust.

Their whole bodies shook violently, their arms went numb, and the webbing between their thumbs and forefingers had been split open!

Yet they still withstood the heavy blow with their lives, forcefully buying a lethal opening for their companions.

Yanzi was as nimble as a ghost, using the recoil of the spear to instantly close the distance. Two claw knives appeared, striking with cunning and viciousness straight at Fatty's vital eye points.

At the same instant, the cold light of the dark blue dagger in Brother Fei's palm gleamed, stabbing fiercely at Fatty's heart!

One aiming for the eyes, one stabbing at the heart—Fatty's situation instantly became extremely dangerous!

"Don't be this arrogant in your next life!" Brother Fei's face twisted into a grimace as he gritted his teeth and shouted, certain the opponent was dead!

But at this life-or-death moment, his peripheral vision instinctively swept behind Fatty, and his heart suddenly sank.

Chen Ze, who had been watching the battle quietly just a moment ago, had now vanished without a trace.

Where did that young man go? The thought had just arisen in his mind when an ice-cold chill suddenly swept in from his side, the bone-chilling murderous intent locking onto his entire body.

"Did you ask me before trying to kill him?" The one speaking was naturally Chen Ze.

The moment the others besieged Fatty, he had moved. How terrifying was a total attribute of 41 points? He arrived in an instant, covering the short distance of ten meters.

"Awoo!" A low, domineering dragon's roar sounded. Yanzi and Brother Fei felt their minds instantly buzzing, as if their brains had been heavily struck by a hammer; they were dazed and confused!

"Puchi!" Cold light swept across flesh, the Dragon Chant Tang Dao slicing through without any resistance, warm blood spraying everywhere.

Brother Fei hadn't even recovered from the shock of the dragon's might when his body was cleanly severed by the blade, the upper and lower halves crashing onto the ground.

The remaining force of the blade didn't diminish in the slightest, continuing to slash at the dazed Yanzi nearby.

"Crack!" The Dragon Chant Tang Dao slammed heavily into her right arm. The crisp sound of breaking bone was clear and ear-piercing; her entire arm went limp on the spot, blood flowing crazily from the severed stump.

One strike! Just one strike! Brother Fei cut in half at the waist, Yanzi lost an arm!

The remaining two were completely stunned, their blood seeming to freeze instantly, their legs trembling uncontrollably, and a warm stream flowing down their legs.

"He... he..." Erhu stuttered for a long time without being able to say a complete sentence; fear had completely swallowed him.

With a "thud," he fell heavily to the ground, crawling backward in a panic using his hands and feet, just wanting to use all his strength to get away from the terrifying god of slaughter before him.

At this moment, the armless Yanzi finally struggled free from the soul-shock of the Dragon Chant Tang Dao.

Not daring to delay for even a second, she instantly activated her trump card for survival, her ability—Swallow Transformation!

Her figure flickered, and she instantly transformed into a swallow with blood-stained wings, flapping its wings and flying into the distance.

"Oh! Is this an ability? Not bad!" As he spoke, the arisaka type 38 rifle had already reappeared in Chen Ze's hands.

"She's a clever woman, indeed, but I love shooting women the most!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three shots in a row, the bullets tearing through the air and accurately catching up to the panicked swallow fleeing in the distance.

"Skree!" The swallow let out a mournful cry, spiraling down from mid-air before transforming back into human form, only now there was a bloody hole in her chest. After struggling a few times, she completely breathed her last.

"You killed Yanzi! I'll fight you to the death!" The man who had been swept away by Fatty's spear earlier, not knowing where he found the courage, charged at Fatty with his broadsword.

In the previous chaotic battle, Fatty hadn't managed to get a single kill and was feeling frustrated. Seeing this man charging at him recklessly, he grinned.

"Good timing!"

A point of cold light arrived first, then the spear thrust out like a dragon!

The spear thrust straight out, turning into a silvery-white spear shadow, pointing directly at the man's throat.

"Puchi!" Flesh ripped, blood sprayed!

The man gripped the spear with both hands, blood foam bubbling from his mouth, and finally collapsed powerlessly.

Fatty forcefully pulled back his spear and shook his head.

"You really are a simp, too bad you can only go to the underworld to do your simping!"