101: Chapter 101 Collateral Responsibility?!
“Boom! Boom! Boom!————!!!”
Before Old Liu could finish the words “run fast,” and before Lin Yuan could ask for more information about the city...
A rumble of iron hooves, like muffled thunder, mixed with the roars of countless beasts, shook the entire underground air-raid shelter, causing dirt to fall.
That wasn't a dozen people, but an army of hundreds, even thousands!
Immediately after.
Bang!!
“Ah!!”
Several human refugees who couldn't dodge in time had their legs instantly broken, letting out screams.
Amidst the flying dust, hundreds of Werewolf cavalry, riding giant black wolves and wielding spiked maces and scimitars, surged into the shelter like a black torrent.
This was the main force of the Blood Wolf Gang!
“Awooo————!!!”
Hundreds of giant wolves howled to the sky simultaneously. The scent, a mixture of blood and beastly stench, instantly filled the entire space, making people gag.
The leading Werewolf was three meters tall, one-eyed, with muscles bulging like iron, and wore a set of heavy beast-bone armor.
Vice Leader of the Blood Wolf Gang, One-Eyed Wolf King (Fifth-Grade Mid-Stage)!
Riding on the back of a mutated direwolf with shoulders two meters high, he held a blood-dripping spiked mace. His single eye glowed with an eerie green light, staring intently at the group of humans huddled in the corner.
“Listen up, all you two-legged sheep inside!!”
The One-Eyed Wolf King's voice was like a broken gong, deafening:
“Just now, someone killed one of my gang's core members at the city gate, and even dared to hang the corpse on the city wall as a provocation!”
“Those reckless newcomers are among you!”
He violently swung his spiked mace, smashing the load-bearing pillar beside him:
“Hand over those murderers immediately!!”
“Otherwise...”
“Today, no one in Black Water Alley will be left alive!”
“According to the old rules—collective punishment! All men will be killed and fed to the wolves, and all women will be captured for breeding!”
“Ah!!! No!!!”
Hearing the words “collective punishment,” the refugees, already in extreme panic, instantly erupted.
“It's them! It's them!”
In the crowd, someone shouted first.
Immediately after, hundreds of eyes filled with fear, malice, and madness all simultaneously looked at Lin Yuan and the others standing in the middle.
“You're all to blame!! Why did you come here?!”
“Get out! Hand them over!”
“Tie them up! Quickly tie them up and hand them over to Lord Wolf King to atone for our sins!!”
Even a few strong human men, under the threat of death, actually picked up ropes and wooden sticks from the ground, their eyes red, wanting to rush forward and tie up Lin Yuan and the others.
How ironic this scene was.
Facing the butcher's knife of another race, they dared not resist; but facing their own kind, they became incredibly fierce.
“You...”
Ancient Sword Soul looked at his compatriots rushing towards him, his hand gripping his sword trembling, his eyes red: “We were helping you vent your anger! How could you...”
“Vent our anger? You're taking our lives!!”
Old Liu knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly: “Little brother, please, you guys go out, don't drag everyone down with you to die...”
The evil of human nature, in the face of despair, appeared so naked, so ugly.
“Enough.”
Lin Yuan gently pushed aside Ancient Sword Soul, who was blocking him. He looked at the humans holding ropes wanting to tie him up, at the old people kneeling and begging for mercy, at his compatriots whose faces were contorted with ferocity in order to survive.
He wasn't angry.
Because he knew that it wasn't their fault; it was the instinctive fear cultivated by long-term enslavement and slaughter.
You can't expect sheep raised in a pigsty to turn into lions when the wolves come.
Unless...
Someone first kills all the wolves and tells them that wolves are also made of meat.
“Everyone step back.”
Lin Yuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable command.
Then he reached out and gently pushed away the few humans in front of him holding wooden sticks.
To everyone's shock, he walked alone, step by step, to the very front of the group.
He stood squarely between the trembling refugees and the fierce Werewolf cavalry.
One person, a wall.
“Each man is responsible for his own actions.”
Lin Yuan stood there, his hands hanging naturally, not drawing his blade.
He looked up, directly at the One-Eyed Wolf King sitting atop the tall horse, and said calmly:
“I killed them.”
“I'm standing right here.”
“Whoever wants to die...”
“Take a step forward.”
Buzz————!!!
As Lin Yuan's words fell.
A supreme aura quietly released from within him.
Archaic True Dragon Suppression - Release!
Humans couldn't feel this pressure, but for beasts with keen senses, it was divine might!
“Woof! Woof!”
The hundreds of black giant wolves, who had been baring their fangs and looking fierce, instantly felt as if their spines had been pulled out the moment they sensed this aura.
They tucked their tails, their fur bristled, fearful whimpers escaped their throats, their limbs went soft, and they absolutely dared not take another step forward!
No matter how much the Werewolf riders on their backs whipped them, they just lay on the ground, refusing to move.
“Useless! Get up! Charge for me, you bastards!!”
The One-Eyed Wolf King roared in fury, lashing the alpha wolf beneath him with a whip.
But that Fifth-Grade direwolf was so scared that it soiled itself, burying its head in the ground and playing dead.
“Hmm? This is a bit strange?”
The One-Eyed Wolf King, being a Fifth-Grade Mid-Stage expert, quickly realized something was wrong.
He stared at the black-clothed youth standing at the front, a trace of apprehension flashing in his single eye.
“You've got some skill.”
The One-Eyed Wolf King sneered, pointing his spiked mace at Lin Yuan:
“No wonder you dared to kill my third brother. Looks like you're a tough one.”
“However...”
The One-Eyed Wolf King looked around, pointing at the dense formation of three hundred elite Werewolf cavalry behind him:
“Can you alone withstand the charge of my three hundred Werewolf cavalry?”
“Lads! If the wolves won't move, then dismount and charge for me!!”
“Kill!!!”
With a command, hundreds of Werewolf warriors leaped off their wolf mounts, brandishing their scimitars and spiked maces, surging madly towards that lone figure!
The charge of several hundred Fourth-Grade warriors was immense, shaking even the ground!
Lin Yuan, on the other hand, remained in place. Facing this overwhelming killing intent, he slowly raised his right hand and gripped the slaying abyss on his back.
“Collective punishment?”
Lin Yuan drew his blade. The dark golden blade reflected an eerie red light in the dim illumination.
“Since you want to play collective punishment...”
“Then I will!”
Boom!
Lin Yuan forcefully plunged the long blade in his hand into the ground before him!
“Annihilate your nine generations.”
[Divine Artifact Trait: Gravity Field - Twenty Times!!!]
Buzz——————!!!
A terrifying black ripple, powerful enough to distort light, instantly erupted in a fan-shaped area forward, centered on the slaying abyss blade plunged into the ground!
Twenty times gravity!
What does that even mean?
It was equivalent to each person suddenly carrying two large mountains on their backs!
“Thud!!”
“Crack!!!”
The next second, they were like flies slammed onto the ground by an invisible giant hand, collapsing without warning!
Due to the immense inertia of their charge, combined with the sudden twenty-fold increase in gravity, their bones simply couldn't withstand such an instantaneous change in pressure.
Amidst a dense series of shattering sounds, these fifty-plus strong Werewolf warriors were actually crushed into the mud!
Blood spurted from their seven orifices and pores.
Some were even directly crushed into a pulp of flesh, turning into an unidentifiable mixture of blood and gore before they could even scream!
While the Werewolf warriors behind them didn't directly charge into the core area, they instantly felt their legs filled with lead, making it incredibly difficult to even lift a foot.
“My leg! My leg is broken!!”
“Help! I can't move!!”
The originally thunderous charge instantly turned into a hellish wailing, and the ground within a hundred-meter radius sank by half a meter!
And in that sunken, bloody quagmire.
Lin Yuan slowly drew the battle blade from the ground.
He walked through the muddy expanse of blood and flesh, as if taking a stroll, step by step, towards the One-Eyed Wolf King, who hadn't even had time to charge and was now dumbfounded.
“Now.”
Lin Yuan stopped ten meters in front of the One-Eyed Wolf King, flicked the non-existent blood from his blade, and revealed a benevolent smile:
“Can we have a good chat...”
“About the compensation for emotional distress?”