83: An unexpected surprise

It was August in South America.

Although autumn had arrived, the entire jungle remained in a hot and humid tropical environment.

The scorching sun, like fire, relentlessly baked this rainforest land.

Throughout the jungle, a miasma hung in the air.

Countless spiderwebs were intricately woven between towering trees.

Giant, brightly colored venomous spiders lay dormant in the depths of tree hollows, waiting for prey to fall into their traps.

The distant No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins were in a crucible of blood and fire.

Surrounding these ruins was a plain different from the jungle.

And centered around these ruins, the ground sloped gently downwards in all directions.

Looking from afar, the ancient ruins, spanning hundreds of thousands of square meters, resembled an altar, built layer upon layer with countless massive stones.

Easy to defend, difficult to attack!

Despite this, facing a continuous surge of beast tides and numerous maddened beasts,

even with the geographical advantage, humanity was embroiled in a fierce battle.

At this moment, the great battle between humans and monsters was in full swing.

Shouts of killing, roars, rumbling, and the intense sound of high-powered bullets intertwined, composing a battle song of blood and fire.

Sharp sword glints and blade shadows, coupled with the roaring of thermal weapons, spread wildly across the battlefield around the ruins.

In these blazing torrents of steel and dazzling flames, countless monster lives were buried.

Turning them into remains on the barren land.

The human side, on the other hand, divided its defensive positions into three major areas: front, middle, and rear.

They established defensive positions relying on the ruins' elevated terrain, obstructing the enemy layer by layer.

The foremost battlefield was naturally a defensive formation composed of God of War martial artists, responsible for sniping and eliminating high-level Lord-Level Monsters with great lethality.

They firmly blocked the Lord-Level Monsters from entering the inner battlefield, preventing them from causing huge losses to ordinary Warrior General.

As for the Beast General-level and lower-level monsters, they were allowed into the second layer of the battlefield.

What awaited them were torrents of steel and the sharp Battle Blades of Warrior General!

The humid air mixed with the scent of blood, permeating the battlefield.

"Awoo roar!!"

Angry tiger roars erupted from the mouth of the Saber-toothed Tiger King.

Under Chen Fan's hand, this High-level Lord was continuously severely injured.

Even two of its sharp fangs were broken off, and blood streamed from its mouth and eyes, making it look especially miserable.

At this moment, this High-level Lord, like a drenched tiger, was being relentlessly beaten by Chen Fan, blow after blow.

It endured Chen Fan's fiercest blows without any mercy!

Additionally, another High-level Lord Saber-toothed Tiger King and an Azure Scaled Python tried to assist.

But they were entangled by the long whip and Battle Blade controlled by Chen Fan's Spiritual power, unable to help themselves.

This was a plan Chen Fan had already made.

Chen Fan, using his mind for three tasks, directly locked down the three High-level Lords in his battlefield.

Furthermore, his advantage continued to grow.

With the golden finger, Chen Fan felt no fatigue at all, fighting with increasing vigor and becoming stronger with each clash!

By this point in the battle,

this High-level Lord's momentum had been completely suppressed by Chen Fan, leaving it with no power to resist.

It even lost the will to continue fighting.

For no other reason.

Both Chen Fan's combat power and his reaction speed and offensive were simply too monstrous.

Even this High-level Lord tiger king, in its entire life, had never encountered such a ferocious and terrifying opponent as Chen Fan.

Of course, except for those King-level existences.

But an opponent like Chen Fan, this High-level tiger king would only encounter in its next life.

At this very moment, the Saber-toothed Tiger King, now reduced to a sick cat, no longer possessed its former arrogance; its face was so smeared with blood it looked like a calico cat.

When facing Chen Fan, an incredibly intense sense of crisis enveloped the tiger king's heart, like thorns in its back.

Unconsciously, an urge to flee emerged in the tiger king's heart.

It couldn't be fought; it had to escape!

As a High-level Lord-level Monster, the tiger king's intelligence was not low; it knew what it could bully and what it could not.

At the same time, the biological instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm was fully embodied in it.

Otherwise, it would not have gradually grown from a weakling to a High-level Lord.

The birth of every High-level Lord is never an overnight success.

Instead, they grow through continuous struggles of blood and fire.

Without exception!

Unfortunately, this tiger king today encountered Chen Fan, a Psycher Master with formidable combat power.

After guessing the Saber-toothed Tiger King's intention to escape again, Chen Fan's attacks became even more ferocious, giving it no chance.

If it insisted on escaping, it would at least leave more than half its life here.

And it couldn't even guarantee a complete escape.

After all, Chen Fan was a powerful Psycher Master.

The moment this thought appeared in the Saber-toothed Tiger King's mind.

However, Chen Fan would not give it this opportunity; his figure flashed, and he directly pressed forward, firmly entangling this Saber-toothed Tiger King.

One must know that every Lord-level Monster was a very precious treasure and physique point for Chen Fan.

He was unwilling to let the tiger return to the mountains!

Boom boom!

Each time Chen Fan clashed with the tiger king, it produced a deafening sound like thunder rumbling.

Buzz buzz buzz!!!

Waves of terrifying shockwaves rapidly swept and spread outwards from the point where the man and beast collided.

Crack crack crack!

The earth instantly cracked into dense, spiderweb-like fissures.

The great battle continued.

With the terrifying amplification of the seventh stage of Thunder Blade, Chen Fan's power, originally only at the initial God of War level, directly erupted to the Advanced God of War level.

Besides this, his elusive movement technique and speed also left the Saber-toothed Tiger King unable to defend effectively.

Soon, this tiger king was covered in blood, riddled with wounds from Chen Fan's blade.

Swish swish swish!

A fierce blade light bloomed in Chen Fan's hand, merciless and resolute!

Time passed bit by bit.

During the third move.

The Saber-toothed Tiger King's sturdy skull was split in half by Chen Fan, but the blade was firmly stuck in the bone, unable to penetrate deeper.

"Awoo roar!!"

"Awoo roar!!"

Amidst intense roars, the Saber-toothed Tiger King's massive tiger head suddenly shook.

Then, with a 'crack,' the Battle Blade directly broke into two pieces, leaving about fifty to sixty centimeters of the blade body with the hilt.

Thus, Chen Fan could only seek another opportunity.

He used the broken blade as a weapon, continuing to attack and inflict damage on the Saber-toothed Tiger King.

At this moment, the Saber-toothed Tiger King, having endured a prolonged battle and now severely wounded, was no match for Chen Fan at all.

Its condition worsened with each passing moment, becoming more and more dire.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, grew stronger and more vigorous with each clash, his strength and stamina continuously increasing as the battle progressed.

At this moment, Chen Fan was like a perpetual motion machine, constantly moving.

At the same time, he was slowly taking away the Saber-toothed Tiger King's life...