75: Chapter 75 Uprooting the Crimson Blood Tree

With a deafening boom, the solid stone exploded like a mortar shell, instantly tearing several 1st-rank Abyss Warriors to pieces.

"...?"

Shen Zhou glanced at his own hands, then looked at the pebbles gripped in Chen Mo's hand, falling into deep self-doubt.

What just happened?

Doesn't the power of hot weapons decrease in the Abyss?

Then what was the deal with that mortar shell just now?

"Did I miss?"

Chen Mo squinted, picked up another pebble, and weighed it in his hand.

His accuracy was indeed quite poor; could this have something to do with the Agility attribute?

After thinking for a moment, Chen Mo grabbed a handful of pebbles and clenched them in his hand.

"Come on, Shen Zhou, give me a speed boost!"

Chen Mo licked his lips, his arms making that clicking sound of metal grinding against metal again.

Shen Zhou didn't overthink it and blankly applied Time Acceleration to the pebbles in Chen Mo's palm.

Chen Mo's entire body tensed like a longbow, and Shen Zhou even saw a wisp of white air currents gathering in his palm.

"Go!"

The pebbles tore through the air, their surfaces beginning to burn due to friction.

A piercing shriek rang out, but before those Abyss Warriors could react, the pebbles, acting like explosive shells, fell like raindrops.

Compared to the single-point explosion just now, the power of this area-of-effect damage was much smaller.

This time, the pebbles didn't explode; they merely pierced through the bodies of several Abyss Warriors, finally bouncing a few times on the ground before coming to a stop.

Finally, the remaining seven or eight Abyss Warriors located Chen Mo, who was lying on the hillside throwing stones, and charged at him with roars.

"Run! Let's run!"

Shen Zhou wanted to pull Chen Mo away, but discovered that Chen Mo had already taken off his shirt.

"You provide support, and I'll beat them all to a pulp!"

If he were to remove his gas mask, Shen Zhou would see that Chen Mo's expression had become incredibly excited.

"But..."

Shen Zhou just wanted to advise Chen Mo to retreat, but remembered how throwing stones alone had just obliterated several Abyss Warriors, and he hesitated for a moment.

Hesitation in battle is often fatal, and in the brief moment Shen Zhou hesitated, the fastest Abyss Warrior charged up.

The spear, glinting with a cold light, thrust straight toward Chen Mo's chest.

But the scream the Abyss Warrior imagined didn't ring out; looking at the spearhead that had snapped in two with a click, he gave Chen Mo an awkward smile.

"What the hell are you smiling at?!"

Chen Mo slapped him across the face, and the Abyss Warrior started spinning like a top.

A series of cracking sounds of breaking bones rang out, and something round flew into the sky.

"..."

Shen Zhou watched the head still spinning on the ground, his worldview completely shattered.

Chen Mo must have held back when he fought me before...

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and apply the speed boost to me, and put a slow effect on them!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Shen Zhou couldn't care about the plan Su Qingyue had set earlier anymore; he placed his hand on Chen Mo, attempting to attach a layer of Time Acceleration to him.

But no matter how hard he tried, Time Acceleration couldn't affect Chen Mo.

"That's strange..."

"Forget it, your talent isn't up to par."

Chen Mo rolled his eyes. What kind of trash talent was this? It couldn't even apply a buff to him.

"Hurry up and apply a slow effect to those Abyss Warriors; I'm going to go beat them all to a pulp."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Shen Zhou had lived for eighteen years and had always thought of himself as someone with strong opinions and a unique personality.

But ever since meeting Chen Mo, he discovered that he didn't need any opinions; following behind Chen Mo and providing support seemed to be enough...

...

Su Qingyue and Lin Ye, who had carefully crept to the outside of the wall, heard a loud boom and both turned their heads at the same time.

"What the f*ck?"

"What's going on?"

The two were very close to the explosion site and watched with their own eyes as the Abyss Warrior hit by the stone exploded into fireworks.

Even the usually calm Su Qingyue couldn't help but curse; she had truly never seen such a scene before.

"Who cares about that? Just hurry inside and grab the medicinal herbs!"

Lin Ye wasn't too surprised by this situation; with Chen Mo's temperament, he wasn't suited for scouting or infiltration work at all!

Her brain slightly overloaded, Su Qingyue couldn't be bothered to use the True Sight Eye to predict the future and could only follow behind Lin Ye as he rushed into the herb garden.

Looking at the precious medicinal herbs all over the ground, both of their eyes lit up, and they completely threw the previous plan to the back of their minds.

By the time Su Qingyue came to her senses and intended to use the True Sight Eye to predict the future, that 3rd-rank Abyss Warrior had already been slapped by Chen Mo like a top.

Normal Xuanwu Fist punches are like agile snakes, but Chen Mo's Xuanwu Fist was more like a thick black python strangling everything in its path.

Shen Zhou stood beside Chen Mo, watching the 3rd-rank Abyss Warrior spinning rapidly like a top, and didn't know what kind of expression to make.

A few seconds later, the 3rd-rank Abyss Warrior, whose body had been completely twisted into a pretzel, fell to the ground; his eyes, filled with dying resentment, were still staring at Chen Mo, but the body had lost all signs of life.

"See? This is no different from infiltration."

Chen Mo shrugged, pulled out his sack, and sprinted toward the herb garden.

"Fine..."

"Killing everyone seems to be a form of infiltration?"

Shen Zhou scratched his head and hurried to follow.

"Quick! We only have three minutes left!"

Blue light flickered in Su Qingyue's eyes; she saw that in three minutes, that Abyss Centurion would return!

"Chen Mo! Especially you, that is an Abyss Centurion; all of us combined aren't a match for him!"

"You've caused too much of a commotion, and he's rushing back!"

Hearing this, Chen Mo had no choice but to shut up, stuffing various medicinal herbs into his sack by the handful.

Two minutes later, the low-rank medicinal herbs on the perimeter of the entire herb garden had been swept clean by Chen Mo and his group, and the four immediately set their sights on the fruit tree deep within the herb garden.

"The Blood-Red Fruit Tree; the fruit of that thing is the main raw material for 2nd-rank blood qi pills."

Su Qingyue frowned, her brain working at high speed, considering the possibility of taking it away.

Chen Mo didn't care about all that; with a long stride, he appeared before the Blood-Red Fruit Tree and wrapped his arms tightly around the trunk, which was as thick as a person.

"Up!"

Amidst the dumbfounded expressions of Su Qingyue and Shen Zhou, and the accustomed reaction of Lin Ye, Chen Mo forcibly uprooted the nearly ten-meter-tall fruit tree.

"Stop talking, hurry up and go, someone's coming!"

Chen Mo's perception was considered very sensitive among martial artists, and he had already sensed a powerful aura rushing over rapidly.

Su Qingyue and the other two nodded and ran for their lives, following behind Chen Mo.

Originally, this A-rank mission could have allowed for continuous exploitation, but after Chen Mo's little stunt, this Centurion Herb Garden was completely ruined.

The entire herb garden was a mess, and that guy Lin Ye even tore up the turf in the garden and carried it away.

But the most excessive one was Su Qingyue; she smashed the lights used to illuminate the herb garden and dug out all the energy crystals inside.

"Giliguala!"

Accompanied by an extremely angry roar, a man riding a tall horse and holding a long spear charged toward them like a madman.

The Centurion's eyes were bloodshot; this herb garden was a territory he had earned after experiencing dozens of life-and-death battles, and it had actually been completely destroyed by this group of guys!

"Holy crap, he's running so fast!"

Sweat broke out on Lin Ye's forehead; seeing the tall horse getting closer and closer, he had already prepared to fight, but then he noticed the Centurion's speed suddenly slow down.

"Run! Don't look back!"

Shen Zhou's face was somewhat pale; using Time Dilation to affect a Centurion was still too much pressure for a 2nd-rank Martial Artist like him.

Time Dilation could at most slow the Centurion down by half, and the duration was a pitiful three seconds.

Whoosh!

While the three were running for their lives, Chen Mo's figure charged back.

"Chen Mo!"

Su Qingyue was about to lose her mind; what was Chen Mo doing? That was an Abyss Centurion, equivalent to a 4th-rank Steel Skin realm martial artist!

"Go!"

Chen Mo kicked the Centurion in the chest, and the Time Dilation ended at the same moment.

Only a dull thud was heard, and the Centurion flew off like a meteor, eventually disappearing on the other side of the horizon.

"Keep running!"

Chen Mo didn't pursue; he had only taken advantage of the gap in Time Dilation to kick the Centurion away.

This kick didn't hurt him at all; it just bought a little more time for their escape.

Whether it was a 4th-rank martial artist or an Abyss Centurion, martial artists at this stage did not have the ability to fly.

Once they flew into the sky, they could only control their landing position as much as possible.

Chen Mo had used his full strength with that kick; the Centurion would have to fly through the air for at least several hundred meters before landing.