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704: Misunderstanding of the Dead

“Is this Human Race crazy?”

“He dares to run wild in our village alone?”

On the roof of a building in Black Fire Town, two Dead Spirits looked at the intensifying battle in the distance with solemn eyes.

These two Dead Spirits appeared to be in their Middle Stage, and their Qi was very powerful.

One was the Mayor of Black Fire Town, and the other was the Hunting Team Leader.

The one who spoke earlier was the Hunting Team Leader, and at this moment, his face showed a hint of disbelief, his tentacles almost blurring into afterimages.

The Dead Spirit Race had occupied the Netherworld's night for thousands of years, and during that time, there had been battles with the Human Race. In the first few hundred years, large-scale racial wars, with flames of war spreading across the entire world, had broken out more than once.

However, in the end, after both sides realized that neither could do anything to the other, the war ended with both sides suffering heavy losses, and they began to leave each other alone.

This situation continued until now.

Especially in the last few hundred years, the number of Human Race entering the wild at night has become increasingly rare. Now, apart from the strong, ordinary Human Race cultivators hardly ever step into the wild, let alone launch attacks on Dead Spirit Race settlements.

“You are right, he is a lunatic, here for slaughter.”

The Mayor beside him nodded, and asked with an extremely solemn tone:

“Has the Hunting Team encountered any abnormalities at night recently? Specifically, have you captured any Human Race?”

“No, those Human Race cultivators dare not leave the range of the Demon Exorcism Array.”

The Hunting Team Leader shook his head, and said with great confusion:

“Moreover, because Lord Black Snake is currently patrolling the Demon Beast Forest, even those Human Race powerhouses have been hiding during this period. We simply had no chance to make an enemy of this fellow.”

“Heh!”

Hearing his words, the Mayor couldn't help but sneer:

“It seems this is probably a fellow from an ancient Human Race power, who came here to sharpen his blade on my Black Fire Town!”

“No way?”

“Are there still such old-fashioned individuals in the Human Race now?”

Upon hearing this, the Hunting Team Leader was somewhat incredulous.

He naturally knew what the Mayor meant by 'sharpening the blade'.

Although the war between the Human Race and the Dead Spirit Race ended hundreds of years ago, a deep blood feud was forged between them. While they coexisted peacefully because neither could defeat the other, there was no shortage of extremist individuals within both races.

The so-called ancient Human Race powers were precisely this situation.

Their outstanding disciples would go out to gain experience, using war to cultivate themselves, and the Dead Spirit Race was their first choice.

However, the Hunting Team Leader had only seen such situations described in books in the town; this was the first time he had witnessed it firsthand.

“Of course, the Human Race’s desire to destroy our race never dies.”

“These extremist individuals are basically the main participants of the war back then, and many of them are even remnants after we breached their mountain gates.”

The Dead Spirit Mayor nodded with a cold smile, a hint of chill flashing in his eyes.

In his opinion, the Human Race fighting his clansmen in the distance came here for two reasons: one was to temper himself through bloody battle, and the other was to avenge those old-timers who had died countless years ago.

From the formidable combat power displayed by this Human Race, the Dead Spirit Mayor was extremely confident in his thoughts.

After all, a Human Race whose power fluctuations were only at the sixth-tier could rampage through dozens of times his number of Dead Spirits of the same tier, displaying combat power far exceeding his own energy level. Such a fellow could only be cultivated by those major powers with ancient Legacies and a deep hostility towards the Dead Spirit Race.

“This Human Race’s combat power has at least reached the seventh-tier Middle Stage. Our Hunting Team clansmen cannot stop him. Nagu, go help.”

“If you are outmatched, try to stall for time and buy me time to activate the town’s Guardian Array.”

The Dead Spirit Mayor glanced warily into the distance, then turned to the Hunting Team Leader Nagu and said solemnly.

“What?”

“Mayor, you want to activate the town’s Guardian Array?”

Hearing the Mayor’s words, the Hunting Team Leader Nagu’s face showed a hint of shock.

“Even if that Human Race’s combat power reaches the seventh-tier Middle Stage, you and I can easily suppress him. Isn’t activating the Guardian Array making too much of a fuss?”

“You know that every activation of the Guardian Array requires vast flesh and blood resources, which the Hunting Team can only gather enough for one activation per year.”

Looking at the Mayor, the Hunting Team Leader tried to persuade him.

He truly was reluctant to use the flesh and blood resources for activating the Guardian Array.

These resources were hard-won; ordinary ones were fine, but the main ones were the flesh and blood from Demonic Beasts containing extraordinary power, which were extremely difficult to obtain.

Any creature that died in the night would have its power plundered by the night sky. The small amount of flesh and blood the Hunting Team brought back each time was obtained through extremely troublesome methods to retain it.

After deducting the consumption of the clansmen, not much was left daily.

Moreover…

“Mayor, the annual coming-of-age ceremony will begin in three days. If we use these flesh and blood resources to activate the Guardian Array now, there will be a shortfall for the coming-of-age ceremony.”

Seeing that the Mayor was unmoved, the Hunting Team Leader continued to persuade him.

“No need to say more.”

Upon hearing this, the Dead Spirit Mayor’s face showed a sinister smile:

“Haven’t you noticed? The power in this Human Race’s body is incredibly pure, untainted by any of the turbid power of heaven and earth. His flesh and blood are the best sacrifice.”

“Using his flesh and blood to activate the coming-of-age ceremony will definitely attract the attention of the Mother God, and will please the Mother God more than using Demonic Beast flesh and blood.”

“As long as we kill him, perhaps this year, our town will see more clansmen receiving the Mother God’s blessing.”

“This… alright.”

Seeing that the Mayor had his own considerations, the Hunting Team Leader finally nodded, then moved his body and rushed towards the distant battlefield.

“Weak! Weak! Weak!”

“You are all too weak!”

Wang Chen rampaged like a war chariot through the encirclement of Undead Warriors. Wherever he passed, there was no opponent who could withstand a single blow. With every punch and kick, an Undead Warrior met their demise.

“Are your Mayor and Hunting Team Leader still not going to make a move?”

“If this continues, you will all be killed by me!”

With one hand crushing the head of an Undead Warrior, Wang Chen’s gaze swept around like a knife. Before his words fell, the Undead Warrior’s head exploded like a watermelon.

At this moment, around him, out of over a hundred Undead Warriors, only more than thirty remained, all with extremely grim expressions, hesitating to advance.

This Human Race before them was simply like a Demonic God, terrifyingly strong!

In just a few minutes, over a hundred of their companions had died at his hands, and all were instantly killed, with not a single one enduring more than one move.

Whether fifth-tier or sixth-tier, in front of this Human Race, they were all too fragile to withstand a single blow!

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