702: Your strength is as ridiculous as your anger

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

“Was I perhaps overreacting earlier?”

Facing the Dead Spirit’s questioning, Wang Chen had no interest in answering. Instead, at this moment, he reflected on whether he had been overly cautious.

With an external enemy invading, several minutes had passed, yet the mayor of Black Fire Town and the leader of the hunting team still hadn't appeared. The first one to emerge was merely an ordinary sixth-tier Dead Spirit.

Such a slow reaction speed made Wang Chen feel that even if he slaughtered most of the Dead Spirits in the town, it would be a miracle if the mayor of Black Fire Town and the leader of the hunting team showed up at all.

“Human!”

“State your origins!”

“Our Dead Spirit Race has always maintained peace with your Human Race, like well water and river water, for a thousand years. Are you trying to start a war with us by slaughtering our clansmen in Black Fire Town today?”

The sixth-tier Dead Spirit was unsure of Wang Chen’s strength and maintained his bow-drawing stance while shouting loudly.

“Hahahaha…”

Hearing the Dead Spirit’s words, Wang Chen couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Maintaining peace?

Starting a war?

As expected, the higher the Dead Spirit’s strength, the higher their intelligence. Unlike those guys who were dominated by desire the moment they met, this Dead Spirit, who arrived later, had already learned how to frame others.

However…

Before trying to scare someone, can you stop your legs from trembling first?

“You are smarter than the two Dead Spirits I met before, so stop deceiving yourself here.”

“I don’t represent the Human Race, and you, nor this town, represent the Dead Spirit Race.”

“Besides, if I kill all of you, who will know about my involvement in this matter?”

Wang Chen said indifferently, looking at the sixth-tier Dead Spirit opposite him with a playful gaze.

“You, you, you…”

Hearing his words, the sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s body trembled, but this time it wasn’t from fear, but from anger.

“You’re asking for death!”

The sixth-tier Dead Spirit roared furiously. Upon sensing his companions approaching, he immediately released the bowstring.

At this moment.

The arrow, into which he had continuously infused power, erupted with extreme speed and force. In an instant, it tore through the air and appeared before Wang Chen, striking directly at his face.

But facing the aggressive arrow, Wang Chen merely curled his lips in disdain.

With a bang!

He extended two fingers and effortlessly clamped the arrow.

“Your attack is as powerless as your anger.”

With the arrow clamped between his fingers, Wang Chen looked calmly at the sixth-tier Dead Spirit opposite him, as well as the Dead Spirits continuously arriving.

The Dead Spirits who arrived later were at least fifth-tier in strength, and some even reached the sixth-tier Peak.

Seeing such quality and quantity, a hint of satisfaction appeared in Wang Chen’s eyes.

Finally, some decent opponents had arrived.

“Damn human, don’t be so arrogant! Today, you will become our spoils of war, just like your ignorant clansmen.”

The sixth-tier Dead Spirit, holding the war bow, stared intently at Wang Chen with scarlet eyes, revealing undisguised killing intent and brutality.

The arrival of his companions dispelled his worries, replaced by an anticipation of the feast to come.

However, on the opposite side, hearing the sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s brutal roar, Wang Chen’s expression remained calm and composed.

Facing the continuously increasing number of Dead Spirits around him, Wang Chen toyed with the bone arrow in his hand and smiled inexplicably.

“Don’t be so angry.”

“Soon you’ll be joining these scraps of flesh beside you. Why are you so eager to seek death now?”

His tone was calm, as if he were conversing with a friend, but it was precisely this calmness that infuriated the sixth-tier Dead Spirit.

The wild lands of the Netherworld at night were a forbidden zone for humans, and the Dead Spirits living within them were even more taboo for humans to face.

Yet now, this person before him was wantonly mocking them, showing no reverence for the Dead Spirit Race.

This caused the rage in the sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s heart to burn fiercely, as if an accelerant had been added.

He decided to cut the human’s flesh off piece by piece, to make this human experience what it meant to be cut into a thousand pieces.

“Damn human, go to hell with your arrogance!”

Roaring madly, this sixth-tier Dead Spirit immediately drew his bowstring, about to attack Wang Chen.

But just then…

Whoosh!

A violent whooshing sound erupted as a black shadow shot forth at extreme speed, instantly appearing before him.

The sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s movements froze, and an incredibly strong sense of danger surged in his heart.

At this moment, the sixth-tier Dead Spirit did not hesitate at all. He immediately released the bowstring in his hand and crossed his arms in front of him.

The power in his body surged wildly, condensing into a barrier in front of him.

However, although the sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s movements were swift, he greatly underestimated this sudden attack.

With a bang!

A piercing collision sound rang out.

Crack!

The energy barrier was instantly torn apart. The next second, the sixth-tier Dead Spirit was sent flying backward with a crash, as if struck by a speeding train.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He slid a long trail across the ground, smashing through dozens of houses before finally coming to a stop.

It could be seen that a bone arrow had directly pierced through the sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s arms, heavily striking his heart and directly pulverizing it.

“This…”

The sixth-tier Dead Spirit looked in disbelief at the bone arrow embedded in his heart.

This, astonishingly, was the very arrow he had shot at this human earlier.

“How is this possible?”

Blood continuously gushed from his mouth. Feeling his Life Qi rapidly draining, the sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s eyes were filled with horror. He never imagined that he would die by his own means.

He slowly moved his head, trying to look up, but with his heart shattered, he had barely made a move before his body collapsed powerlessly to the ground, utterly dead.

And at the same time…

Wang Chen’s raised arm had just lowered.

“I told you long ago that you’re too weak to withstand a single blow. Did you think that with companions helping, you could jump around in front of me?”

Wang Chen glanced disdainfully at the sixth-tier Dead Spirit’s corpse, then turned to look at the other guys.

Opposite him.

“Damn human, I’ll tear you to pieces!”

“Human, you’re asking for death!”

“Go to hell, you damned bastard!”

Witnessing the death of a companion with their own eyes, all the Dead Spirits’ gazes turned incredibly cold. They let out furious roars, their insect-like bodies wriggled, and a dark, incomparable power erupted from them as they launched a Charge towards Wang Chen.

The speed these guys unleashed at this moment created a strong whistling sound in the air, forming a gust of wind that surged towards Wang Chen.

And as these Dead Spirits launched their attack, a Dead Spirit with strange patterns on its face, located at the rear, suddenly wielded a short staff polished from bone in its hand.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

A powerful force surged on the short staff. The next second, dozens of ink-black energy clusters shot out, instantly entering the bodies of the charging Dead Spirits.