365: Kill them all, leave no one alive.

But after Wang Yan finished these actions, what he had to face was the wrath of nearly a hundred members of the Blood Clan.

Realizing they had been tricked, they immediately pulled the blood ropes and rushed toward him.

Wang Yan swung his axe, but the Blood Clan members seemed to have been prepared beforehand.

They intentionally did not straighten the ropes, causing Wang Yan to waste most of his strength.

Subsequently, the ropes wrapped around his waist, followed immediately by his thighs and chest.

A bloody silhouette appeared and plunged a short, blood-grooved dagger into Wang Yan's shoulder.

Wang Yan let out a muffled groan but did not cry out.

The Blood Clan Leader forcefully twisted the dagger in his hand, mangling the wound, and sneered:

“How does that feel? No matter how cunning the prey is, in the end, it will be killed by the hunter.”

His face was very close to Wang Yan, so close that Wang Yan could smell a strong, thick scent of blood.

But quickly, Wang Yan spat a mouthful of saliva onto his face.

Immediately after, a burst of golden light erupted from his body again, and the ropes restraining him fell off.

Wang Yan raised his axe with both hands and swung it towards the other party's head.

But the Blood Clan Leader merely stretched out his right hand, causing Wang Yan's movement to freeze mid-air.

The blood in Wang Yan's wound did not flow out; instead, it turned into a hard clot, preventing him from completing his movement.

The Blood Clan Leader wiped the spit off his face, and the blood in his hand instantly transformed into a short spear.

The short spear thrust forward, opening a gash on Wang Yan's other shoulder as well.

“You truly are the most mischievous prey I have ever seen, but it doesn't matter.

The more you jump around now, the more tender your flesh will be later.”

This time, the Blood Clan Leader did not give Wang Yan a chance to launch a sneak attack.

He immediately kicked Wang Yan over, then flicked his fingers, surprisingly drawing the fresh blood out of Wang Yan's wounds.

The fresh blood went directly into his mouth and was swallowed as his Adam's apple bobbed.

The other Blood Clan members also rushed forward again, wanting to extract some blood from Wang Yan's body.

This time, however, Wang Yan was unable to break free from the restraints, and dozens of bloody gashes instantly appeared on his body.

After successfully landing a blow, the Blood Clan members did not continue attacking immediately; instead, they ran to the side, licking the fresh blood off their blades.

Wang Yan climbed up from the ground, watching the people around him greedily consume his blood like demons, feeling a chilling numbness spread across his scalp.

In such a scene, a timid person might instantly lose the desire to fight.

Yet, he immediately charged forward and severed the arm of a Blood Clan member who was about to drink his blood.

Following that, he pressed the opponent's head down with one hand, forcing it onto his axe blade.

Blood splattered, and another one died.

“This guy is trouble, don't let anyone else die!”

The Blood Clan Leader struck out again, forcing Wang Yan back, while simultaneously speaking to the surrounding Blood Clan members.

The purpose of this ritual was to prevent these Blood Clan members from becoming useless.

He had dealt with the previous failures, and these people absolutely could not fail.

But Wang Yan had already killed two people just now, and any more deaths would be unacceptable to him.

The surrounding Blood Clan members also sobered up from their craving for blood. They knew that although this person was prey, he was definitely the most dangerous one yet.

They began to group together, cooperating with each other to deal with Wang Yan.

Meanwhile, Han Zhigang, after biting one person to death, was controlled again.

The wounds on both men continued to increase, but the ground beneath their feet was unusually clean.

This was because all the blood flowing from their bodies had entered the stomachs of the Blood Clan members!

In less than ten minutes, hundreds of cuts had appeared on their bodies.

Han Zhigang collapsed directly onto the ground, his chest heaving violently, and even the phantom dog head above him was gradually fading.

Wang Yan's injuries were even more severe because his resistance was more intense.

His left arm was nearly detached, and he was currently fighting only with his right arm.

Despite this, none of the surrounding Blood Clan members dared to stay near him for more than a second.

Just moments ago, one Blood Clan member grew greedy and tried to widen a wound.

Wang Yan seized the opportunity, knocked the opponent down, and then brought his axe straight down.

However, the power and accuracy of the two-handed axe were diminished when used single-handedly.

The blow only landed on the opponent's shoulder, pinning him to the ground.

With his legs restrained, Wang Yan surprisingly just flopped down.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the numerous Blood Clan members, he bit directly into the opponent's throat.

A distinct snapping sound echoed, and the Blood Clan member convulsed a few times before falling still.

Although Wang Yan sustained even more severe injuries for this action, it caused the Blood Clan members to act with much greater caution.

Some were even waiting for Wang Yan's blood to drain completely so they wouldn't have to take risks.

“Useless! All of you are useless!”

The Blood Clan Leader let out an angry roar. The reason his ability to control blood was stronger was because he had conducted several similar hunts.

Yet these Blood Clan members were showing fear despite having a massive advantage in numbers and condition!

The enraged Blood Clan Leader wanted to end the ritual, so he condensed another short spear.

Several Blood Clan members forcefully pulled the blood ropes in their hands, causing Wang Yan's body to stagger.

Then, the Blood Clan Leader rushed forward and plunged the short spear into Wang Yan's chest.

However, Wang Yan managed to shift his body at the critical moment, avoiding a vital spot.

Even so, the short spear still passed directly through his body.

Wang Yan spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and his head finally lowered.

The Blood Clan Leader turned around and roared angrily at the Blood Clan members behind him:

“Did you see that? When dealing with prey, you must show the hunter's decisiveness and cruelty...”

Before he could finish his sentence, a short axe appeared near his neck.

The short axe struck the Blood Clan Leader's shoulder, just narrowly missing his neck.

“Ah...”

A sigh came from Wang Yan behind him.

What a pity, he still hadn't succeeded.

The Blood Clan Leader was so frightened that he immediately lunged forward, landing on the ground in a face-first sprawl.

After scrambling back up, he looked at Wang Yan, who was lying limply on the ground, and felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

“Kill him! Kill him!”

At this point, he no longer cared who was useless; he immediately ordered the surrounding people to attack.

Yet, even with Wang Yan in this state, no one dared to step forward.

However, the blood ropes wrapped around his body remained, and the Blood Clan members pulled them taut.

His left arm, which was already close to breaking, was torn off. Wang Yan merely trembled slightly, without uttering a single scream.

It wasn't that he wasn't in pain, but that he was already numb.

There wasn't a single intact spot on his body, but none of the physical pain compared to the agony in Wang Yan's heart.

“Dad, Mom, are you still alive?

I miss you so much, I miss...”

Wang Yan's body was ravaged, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

In the end, he didn't even know what happened to the two people he cared about most.

He remembered the scene of his mother coaxing him when he was little and cooking his favorite meals.

He also recalled being weak as a child and often bullied by his peers.

Back then, his not-so-tall father suddenly appeared and scared away all the bullies.

But now, he would never have that chance again.

With little blood left, Wang Yan's consciousness was fading fast.

Just then, he suddenly felt the surroundings tremble.

Boom!

A few seconds later, continuous explosions rang out, and the ground trembled even more violently.

Something seemed to have shattered, followed by the sound of dense footsteps.

He seemed to see a figure rapidly approaching.

Behind him, the Blood Clan members who had inflicted wounds on him were collapsing one after another.

The world seemed to fall silent, and Wang Yan only heard a somewhat familiar voice:

“If it weren't for me, you would already be a corpse.

So from now on, you will fight for me.”

Then, the voice casually dropped another sentence:

“Kill them all. Leave none alive.”