39: Chapter 39 Reporting for Duty? Let's go have some fun first.

Fortress No. 7 is twice as big as Fortress No. 13, but the atmosphere is completely different.

The city walls are not welded with watchtowers, but heavy spiritual energy cannons, one every fifty meters, with their barrels pointing at the northern wilderness, pitch-black.

When the transport plane landed, a row of people was already standing on the tarmac.

The leader is a female officer in her forties, with short hair, a meticulously pressed military uniform, and a major's rank on her shoulder straps.

She is holding a file in her hand, standing straight.

"Li Zhengyang?"

"Present."

"I am Combat Staff Officer Song Qing of Fortress No. 7, responsible for your transfer procedures. Commander Han asked me to tell you that there is a meeting at the headquarters at 3:00 PM, and the heads of all battalions will be present. You were specially transferred by the military region, so according to the rules, you must introduce yourself."

Li Zhengyang jumped off the gangway, carrying the dragon gall golden spear, and looked left and right.

"Where is the mission hall?"

Combat Staff Officer Song Qing was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't you hear what I said? 3:00 PM, headquarters, meeting."

"I heard. What time is it now?"

"Ten in the morning."

"Five hours, enough for a killing spree?"

Combat Staff Officer Song Qing pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

"Are you not aware of the situation? Commander Han is in the Martial King realm and has a bad temper. Do you dare not attend the meeting he arranged?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't go. I said five hours is enough for a killing spree. I'll be back before three, neither will be delayed."

Combat Staff Officer Song Qing stared at him for three seconds.

"The tallest building in the central area, first-floor hall."

"Thanks."

Li Zhengyang ran towards the central area with his spear on his shoulder.

Combat Staff Officer Song Qing stood on the tarmac, watching his back as he jogged away, and muttered to the communicator next to her.

"Did the military region get the wrong person? This doesn't look like an elite transfer at all; this is clearly someone who just came to the market."

The mission hall is several times larger than that of Fortress No. 13.

The electronic screen stretches from the floor to the ceiling, with dense mission items scrolling and refreshing.

Li Zhengyang stood in front of the screen and scanned Area A.

The mission labels in Area A are all red, representing high risk.

[A031: Hunt the fourth-rank demonic beast Rift Scorpion group, estimated quantity 30, location Northern Wilderness Rift Zone, prize money one million]

Fourth rank, Martial Spirit Rank.

He is currently a fifth-rank Martial Master.

A Martial Master fighting Martial Spirit Rank demonic beasts is the same principle as when he was at Fortress No. 13 using Martial Spirit strength to chop up second and third ranks.

Dimensional strike.

But the quantity is there, around thirty, not one or two stragglers.

Fourth-rank demonic beasts have their own tribal structure, territorial consciousness, and leaders.

When invaded, they will collectively counterattack.

Thirty attacking together, even if a single one can't beat him, physical exertion is a problem.

However, with the current physique of the Indestructible Golden Body, physical exertion is not a big problem.

"A031, I'll take it."

The person on duty at the front desk is a bearded sergeant, who is eating sunflower seeds.

Hearing that someone wants to take an Area A mission, he looked up and glanced, and the sunflower seed shell fell from his mouth.

"Who are you?"

Li Zhengyang slapped his Sergeant Major nameplate and Martial Artist certification card on the counter.

The bearded man picked up the certification card and looked at it, then looked at his face.

"Just transferred here?"

"Arrived today."

"You take an Area A mission the day you arrive? Brother, do you know what a Rift Scorpion is? Last month, the six-man Falcon Squad went in, and when they came back, the captain lost his right leg."

"What is his strength?"

"Sixth-rank Martial Spirit."

"That's normal."

"Normal?"

The bearded man opened his mouth.

"Then you are going alone?"

"Alone."

The bearded man's bag of sunflower seeds fell to the ground.

Li Zhengyang ignored him afterwards and tapped on the counter.

"Register."

The bearded man hesitated to record it in the system and pressed confirm.

"Go north twelve kilometers after leaving the fortress. There are military marker posts at the entrance of the rift zone."

"Got it."

Li Zhengyang left with his spear.

The group of people behind him exploded.

"Does bragging not require paying taxes?"

"Ignore him. Just wait and see if he comes back tonight."

"Either he's a madman, or he's a dead man."

After leaving the north gate of the fortress, the wind on the wilderness was more than a notch colder than at Fortress No. 13.

The ground under his feet was dry and cracked, and the gray-brown gravel extended to the end of the horizon.

A dry, bloody smell permeated the air, not knowing which demonic beast left it.

Li Zhengyang accelerated.

With Martial Master-level physical fitness fully deployed, twelve kilometers took less than eight minutes.

The entrance to the rift zone is a huge crack that runs east and west, more than ten meters wide and bottomless.

Military marker posts stood on the edge of the crack, with red paint characters sprayed on them: Fourth-rank demonic beast activity area, single entry prohibited.

Li Zhengyang jumped down from the side of the marker post.

The rift is not deep, about thirty meters, and the bottom is gravel and dry underground riverbeds.

The rock walls on both sides are densely covered with caves of various sizes, the largest of which can fit a truck.

The lair of the Rift Scorpions.

According to the information, the Rift Scorpion is a fourth-rank arthropod demonic beast, gregarious, and good at ambushes.

The tail sting contains highly toxic venom. Those below the Martial Warrior rank will die if poisoned, and those of the Martial Master rank will have their combat power halved after being poisoned.

There is a leader, whose body size is three times that of an ordinary individual, and the tail sting can shoot venom with a range of twenty meters.

The moment Li Zhengyang landed, the gravel under his feet shook.

Twenty meters away, rustling sounds came from the first cave entrance.

Then the second, the third...

The scorpions are coming out of the cave.

Gray-brown carapace, eight legs, about the size of a calf. The tail is held high, and the tail sting glows with a faint green light.

One.

Two.

Five.

Ten.

In the caves at the bottom of the entire rift, Rift Scorpions poured out continuously.

They didn't rush to attack, but formed a semi-circle, blocking Li Zhengyang in a section of the rift. The scorpion tails were raised neatly, and the scorpion pincers clicked and opened and closed, making a dense sound.

Waiting for the leader's order.

Li Zhengyang counted.

Eighteen.

There are still some in the depths of the cave that haven't come out.

"Not enough."

He took the dragon gall golden spear from his back and poured blood and energy into it.

Three blood grooves lit up at the same time.

Dark golden light exploded at the bottom of the rift, illuminating the gray-brown gravel ground.

The scorpion group became restless.

The one at the very front was the first to rush over, its eight legs digging into the ground at an extremely fast speed, and its tail sting swung out from behind, carrying a stream of green venom.

Li Zhengyang stepped sideways, the venom grazed his shoulder and flew past, landing on the rock wall behind him, hissing and smoking, and the stone was corroded into a fist-sized pit.

The toxicity is not weak.

Collapse Technique.

With one spear, he pierced the head shell of this scorpion, and the tip of the spear came out from the abdomen. The carapace of a fourth-rank demonic beast is like paper in front of an S-grade weapon and Martial Master-level blood and energy.

Pull out the spear.

The second one pounced.

Sweep.

The spear shaft whipped onto the scorpion, and the whole scorpion was whipped flying more than ten meters, hitting the rock wall, and its carapace shattered on one side.

Bang bang bang bang.

The whole scorpion group moved.

More than thirty Rift Scorpions rushed over from all directions.

The bottom of the rift is only this wide, and dozens of big bugs are crowded together, so dense that you can't even step on it.

Li Zhengyang did not retreat.

Startling Cloud Step opened, and his figure shuttled between the scorpion groups. The dragon gall golden spear flipped up and down, and every shot took one away.

Collapse Technique pierces the skull, Twist Technique shreds the internal organs, and the sweep clears the field.

Scorpion blood is green, splashed on the rock wall, on the ground, and even covered his face with a layer.

A few scorpions' tail stings whipped onto him.

Indestructible Golden Body automatically operated, and a golden faint light appeared on the surface of the body.

The poisonous sting stuck to the skin, and even the epidermis was not broken.

The defense power of an Earth-grade high-grade body cultivation technique, hitting the poisonous sting of a fourth-rank demonic beast?

It's like scratching an itch.

Killed for ten minutes.

The bottom of the rift was quiet.

More than thirty scorpion corpses lay scattered, and a pungent, fishy smell permeated the air.

Li Zhengyang shook off the scorpion leg fragments hanging on the spear.

The leader hasn't come out yet.

He walked towards the depths of the rift.

He walked to the front of the largest cave and stopped.

The cave entrance is three meters high and four meters wide. Heavy breathing came from inside.

"Come out."

The breathing stopped for a beat.

Then a sharp roar came from the cave.

The ground trembled.

A ridiculously large Rift Scorpion rushed out of the cave.

Ordinary individuals are the size of a calf, and the color of the carapace is several shades darker than ordinary ones, close to black, with a layer of oil on the surface.

The tail is raised four meters high, and the tail sting glows with ink-green fluorescence.

Fourth-rank peak, close to fifth-rank.