99: One person, one person, if you are a man, go to Linyuan City to fight!

A breeze swept past.

The rich, pungent smell of blood stimulated everyone's nerves.

The Black Bone Army, which had been a dense, dark mass, turned into a pile of severed limbs and broken bones in the blink of an eye.

The land was stained crimson.

And that man stood in the center of this crimson expanse.

His clothes were gently lifted by the breeze, yet not a single speck of blood stained them.

He lowered his eyes, and occasionally, blood-colored electric arcs still flickered in his pupils.

Not far away, Li Zheng Guo's hand, gripping his sword, trembled slightly.

The patterns on the scabbard were soaked with sweat, and his previously taut commanding posture had long since disintegrated.

He thought, the 'Butcher of Ten Thousand Men' spoken of in ancient times must have been nothing more than this.

What kind of monster was this young man, after all!

The more than thirty transcendents behind him were even more silent.

Some had their mouths agape, others clenched their fists.

"Damn it, this poet's grip!"

"A three-thousand-man army, gone in an instant. Even if it were three thousand pigs, it would take some time to kill them all."

"I don't understand... we're both in the Air Control Realm, so why is his Air Control Realm different from ours?"

The scene before them was truly shocking for ten thousand years.

It was like everyone else was fighting with swords and spears, while Lu Ming directly pulled out a Gatling gun and just started firing.

They were simply not on the same level.

But after the initial shock, some people quickly reacted.

"Huh? Where are my contribution points?"

"That's right, where are my contribution points!!!"

Only then did everyone realize.

With Lu Ming's fighting style, they were not even as good as a dog by the roadside.

A dog could still shout 666 and get some points.

But they shouted 666 and got nothing.

Yet, all those foreign races were slaughtered by Lu Ming and retreated into the passage, not daring to come out.

What should they do then?

Soon, Lu Ming told them what to do... "You are not human, you are a devil, you devil! Butcher! Executioner!"

"I don't know anything! If you have the guts, kill me!"

Of the three thousand Black Bone Army soldiers, only one small leader remained.

He lay in a pool of blood, clutching his severed arm, his face filled with terror.

He knew very well that this devil-like human keeping him alive was not out of pity.

Rather, he wanted to extract information from his mouth.

But... Hmph, he underestimated the warriors of my Black Bone Tribe!

We, the Black Bone Tribe, would rather die than betray our people!!

Lu Ming stepped over the black blood-soaked ground, walking step by step towards the half-dead Black Bone small leader.

The sole of his boot crunched over shattered bone fragments, making a faint cracking sound that was particularly jarring in the silent passage.

Blood-colored electric arcs flickered at his fingertips, reflecting a coldness in his eyes.

Damn it, he was really laughing in anger.

It was simply outrageous.

He, a good young man dedicated to defending his country, became a butcher, and that was one thing.

But you, damn it, are even putting on that heroic death pose?

Lu Ming instantly moved forward, and without a word, he dismembered three of his remaining four limbs.

"Crack"

The crisp sound of flesh tearing was even more grating than the sound of crushing bone fragments just now.

"Ah!!!!"

The Black Bone Army small leader convulsed in pain, cold sweat mixed with black blood trickling down his forehead.

He shrieked in agony.

"I'll tell, I'll tell everything, just ask me quickly!!"

Lu Ming sneered, his gaze growing colder, "I thought you were so tough, turns out you're just a faker."

With that, he sliced off half of his ear again.

"Ah!! You his..."

The small leader writhed and wailed on the ground like a maggot.

He saw the fury in Lu Ming's eyes and instantly swallowed the insults he was about to utter.

He lay prostrate on the ground, his voice choked with sobs, utterly pathetic.

"I beg you, please ask quickly, I'm willing to say anything!!"

Lu Ming looked down at him, the blood-colored electric arcs at his fingertips still crackling, his tone devoid of any warmth:

"How many defenders does Linyuan City currently have, and what is their strength?"

This time, the small leader was truly honest, spilling everything he knew in one go.

"Linyuan City's defenders have less than three thousand left!"

"This siege was prepared rather hastily. The reason was that the prophet of my Black Bone Division summoned the Evil God's mount from the Black Abyss, and then allied with the White Shadow Division to seize Linyuan City. The Netherworld Royal Court was completely unaware!"

"If you know what's good for you, release me. You've seen the strength of the Evil God's mount; you simply can't withstand it!"

Evil God's mount?

It seemed that the so-called Evil God's mount was what suddenly appeared that night and destroyed the city walls.

Lu Ming generally knew that these foreign races repeatedly hunted humans to collect souls and offer them to their so-called Evil God.

As for the Netherworld Royal Court, it was the royal family of the Nether race, and the true decision-makers of the Nether race.

So, the Nether race's attack on Linyuan City this time was not the will of the Netherworld Royal Court.

It was just that the two foolish tribes, the Black Bone Tribe and the White Shadow Division, became arrogant after acquiring the Evil God's mount!

Facing the faker's threat, Lu Ming wasted no words and sliced off his left ear again: "Oh dear, the Evil God's mount, I'm so scared, my hands are trembling!"

"Now, can you tell me the strength of Linyuan City's defenders?"

"Ah—!"

The excruciating pain of having his left ear sliced off made the small leader's vision go black, almost causing him to faint.

He instinctively tried to cover his bleeding ear hole.

Then he realized he didn't even have two arms anymore.

His body curled into a ball, black blood continuously seeping from the severed arm, forming a small puddle on the ground.

The defiant threats from earlier completely vanished, replaced by extreme fear, his voice trembling with sobs.

"Don't... don't cut anymore! I'll tell! I'll tell everything!"

He took a deep breath, endured the intense pain, and rapidly spat out key information.

"Originally, Linyuan City was garrisoned by the chiefs of the Black Bone Division and the White Shadow Division, both at the early stage of the Seventh Realm."

"But early this morning, a small group of your humans ventured deep into the Black Abyss to hunt the Evil God's mount."

"After the chief and the prophet returned to defend, the entire Linyuan City was left with only one half-step Sixth Realm commander guarding it!"

The so-called human squad should be Bai Qiuyue and her group.

Lu Ming had witnessed Bai Qiuyue's methods.

As long as it wasn't an undead creature like An Yangzi, dealing with it shouldn't be a big problem.

And a half-step Sixth Realm, that means not yet at the Sixth Realm, right?

What was there to hesitate about then!

"Alright, you can die now! As for the rest, I assume you wouldn't know anyway."

"No, don't! Ask! Why don't you fucking ask me!"

..."Haha, well done, Brother Lu!"

Li Zheng Guo quickly walked forward, his excitement unconcealed.

Rumors said that Lu Ming was a reckless brute who only knew how to fight.

But in reality, it was not so.

This young man possessed both courage and strategy; he was truly a blessing to our Great Xia!

This intelligence was too important.

Less than three thousand defenders, and one half-step Sixth Realm commander.

Once the Demon Suppression Army arrived, recapturing Linyuan City would be just around the corner!

But Lu Ming had no time to wait for any Demon Suppression Army.

Opportunity knocks but once.

One man is enough; a true man goes to Linyuan City for a direct confrontation!

"Old Li, I'll be right back!"

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