129: Trampling the balance of victory! One-sided slaughter!

Perhaps it was because he had anticipated this possibility long ago.

Therefore, when the danger wanderer truly appeared out of thin air before him, Xu Zhenshan was much calmer than he had imagined.

Compared to surprise or shock, the emotion that filled his mind more was envy, an unspeakable envy.

Xu Zhenshan even had reason to suspect whether Chen Ming had saved the Milky Way in his previous life; otherwise, how could he have fished up so many top-tier, god-level pieces of equipment in this life?

Each piece was enough to easily dominate and change the world's pattern!

Especially the SSS-grade Undead Extraction skill.

Xu Zhenshan had already made up his mind that after this secret realm strategy, upon returning to the Star Alliance, he must sternly advise everyone not to scheme against Chen Ming anymore.

Even if they couldn't become friends or make him work for them, they shouldn't become enemies.

The dominance of modern Special Ops Soldiers and thermal weapons had been completely overturned by Chen Ming alone!

Xu Zhenshan, who had fought for almost a lifetime, believed he was qualified to say such words.

Looking back at history, even the most powerful person among those Xu Zhenshan had fought against would only be rated as C-Class if singled out.

But at this moment, in Xu Zhenshan's mind, Chen Ming, whether in terms of strength or danger level... was undoubtedly SSS-level, no, he should surpass SSS-level, reaching SSS+-level!

Make him an enemy of such a demon king-level person?

In Xu Zhenshan's view, it would be better to just kill himself directly...

On Chen Ming's side, facing the surging, increasingly dense ice mist from all around.

And the Icefield Tigers that kept emerging from within, as if by magic.

Not only did he not feel the slightest panic, but he became excited instead.

It was rare to have a chance to kill to his heart's content like this!

The monsters were not only huge in size and numerous but also possessed certain strength.

It was far more fulfilling and satisfying than slaughtering Zombies.

Chen Ming took down the Shotgun hanging from his waist, pointed the muzzle forty-five degrees towards the sky, and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He continuously fired five spherical grenades, which then split into five equal parts as they fell, totaling twenty-five parts.

Like a net, it covered a very wide area.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble...

Explosions followed one after another.

The sound was so loud that it could be heard clearly thousands of meters away.

Boom!!

Seeing the scorching heatwave, carrying steam, surging towards him like a fierce tide.

Xu Zhenshan's pupils contracted, and he quickly raised his hands, crossed them, and blocked in front of him.

The ferocity of the momentum was such that when Xu Zhenshan lowered his arms and looked down, he found half-meter long tracks on the ice where his feet had been forcefully dragged.

"Is this the battle of a strong person!"

In the past, these words were others' exclamations about Xu Zhenshan, but he believed this sentence was more suitable for Chen Ming.

The word 'strong person' was undoubtedly tailor-made for him at this moment.

Seeing the Icefield Tigers, each of which could easily slaughter hundreds of Special Ops Soldiers and professional Hunters, now being massacred by Chen Ming piloting a mecha, wielding that strangely powerful weapon with both hands, like cutting leeks.

Xu Zhenshan felt both disbelief and immense excitement.

He was excited by Chen Ming's existence, which made him realize that humanity was not completely helpless when facing these monsters that were not only numerous but also incredibly strong.

As long as they continued fishing, one day, humanity would regain the right to speak on Blue Star.

Of course, this goal did not include Chen Ming.

Has his right to speak ever been stripped away?

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble...

Chen Ming continuously fired grenades, the firelight and black smoke from the explosions churning non-stop, slaughtering the Icefield Tigers in swathes.

This feeling of being able to kill monsters without restraint and satisfy his desire for slaughter was deeply captivating to Chen Ming, immersing him completely.

There were also Icefield Tigers trying to sneak attack him from behind.

Xu Zhenshan was about to warn him, but saw that with the help of his danger prediction ability, Chen Ming turned around in advance, instantly switching the weapon in his hand to Shotgun mode.

Then he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The firelight was dazzling, but even more dazzling was the Icefield Tiger whose flesh and blood body was instantly blown apart by a single strike, turning into a mass of crimson blood mist.

"..." Xu Zhenshan was so shocked he couldn't speak.

He wanted to step forward to help, but there was no opportunity.

He felt as if, without realizing it, he had become a mere decoration.

He was even worse than a decoration; at least a decoration placed there could serve the purpose of looking good.

Looking around, Xu Zhenshan found that he was well protected by the Undead Legion; the Icefield Tigers had no chance of reaching him at all.

Blood, no, it should be called Undead Knight now, when facing the Icefield Tigers, with one swing of its sword, it could easily dismember them in half, or cut off their heads!

The Centipede King raised its head and spat out venom, dense as raindrops, falling on the charging Icefield Tigers.

By the time they ran up and were about to attack, their bodies had already been corroded and melted, leaving not even half a bone!

The Ancient Serpent's fighting style was even simpler and more brutal; using its length advantage, it coiled into a circle, binding the Icefield Tigers within.

Once enough prey were trapped, it instantly tightened its body, strangling them with all its might!

Puff! Puff! Puff...

Purely by brute force, it crushed those Icefield Tigers until they burst open, a large amount of blood splattering and staining a large area of the ice.

Apart from the ground, the Calamity Dragon in the sky flew back and forth in the ice mist; compared to its silhouette, which was so blurred it could only be seen as an outline, the columns of Dragon Flame it continuously spat towards the Icefield Tiger group on the ground were particularly striking.

It was like a ray of dawn in the darkness, impossible to ignore.

Such examples were countless.

The entire secret realm dungeon had clearly become a slaughterhouse for Chen Ming and the Undead Legion, taken over unilaterally, and with one powerful step, he had firmly tilted the scales of victory to his side.

No person, no monster, could shake it.

While sensing Chen Ming's power, Xu Zhenshan lightly patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, knowing that Great Xia's crisis this time was... no, completely resolved!

These monsters had no chance of surviving until the dungeon's time limit ended.

Let alone escaping outside the secret realm to carry out a massacre on humanity.

The heart that had been in his throat settled down, more stable than ever before.

Bang!

【Successfully killed Icefield Tiger! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Bronze Chest +5!】

【Successfully killed Icefield Tiger! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Bronze Chest =5!】

【Successfully killed Icefield Tiger! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Bronze Chest +5!】

...

With another shot, Chen Ming sprayed and killed five or six Icefield Tigers; they either directly shattered into meat paste, or a large part of their bodies was directly annihilated, while the other half, being outside the range, barely survived.

However, it was meaningless; they would still lose their lives and couldn't be saved.

He put down the Shotgun, whose muzzle was still smoking, pressed it against the ice to cool it, causing the melted ice water to boil for a few seconds.

"Is that it?" Chen Ming wasn't satisfied yet.

Select All! Steal Skill! Extract Undead!

【Stealing...】

【Stealing successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining D-Class Skill Pounce +3888, D-Class Skill Frost Breath 3888, D-Class Skill Claw Attack 3888...】

【Extracting...】

【Extraction successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining new Undead Servant: Icefield Tiger +3888!】

Chen Ming's summoned Undead team increased by nearly four thousand Icefield Tigers!

"..." Xu Zhenshan was stunned on the spot, dazzled.

Chen Ming was not in a hurry to retract the mecha and the Undead.

Although the ice mist was receding, he did not see a teleportation portal open.

This meant that the true boss had not yet appeared!

The Snow Corpses and Icefield Tigers just now were just appetizers!