41: Ten thousand people are trapped and dying in this desperate situation!

Who was he?

The leader of the Fire Wolf Adventure Group, Baozha Huo!

You could ignore others, but you couldn't ignore him!

His flames were his life's principle; they had to be as blazing as fire!

Any behavior that displeased him had to explode beneath his flames!

Back then, he was dissatisfied with City Lord Lei Pengcheng.

Although he was only at the second stage of the Fourth Realm, far from being a match for Lei Pengcheng at the fifth stage of the Fourth Realm.

He still threw a fireball right into Lei Pengcheng's face, making him stumble!

Then, he just patted his butt and walked away!

Even a City Lord-level powerhouse had to be blasted with two fireballs.

Who cares about some minor assassin!

Who cares about some combination of a beautiful girl and a skeleton!

If he didn't throw two fireballs to blast them, he wouldn't be the leader of the Fire Wolf Group!

Hmm?

A beautiful girl and a skeleton!

Baozha Huo's eyes cleared up a bit.

Could it be that skeleton who hung Lei Pengcheng on a hoe?

Suddenly.

The watermelon-sized flames in Baozha Huo's hands shrank a bit, becoming the size of pomelos.

"Boss, why did your fireballs get smaller? Did that assassin make you so angry they shrank?"

"Boss, throw them quickly! I love the 'bang' of your flame explosions the most!"

"Exactly, even in front of Lei Pengcheng, Boss would throw two fireballs. Quick, quick, quick, blast them!"

The members of the Fire Wolf Group laughed loudly.

"The Ninth Princess is the favorite child of our Empire's Emperor."

The assassin Professional was telling the two girls, Ning Xiwei and Sun Feifei, about the Ninth Princess's past.

But his entire body was trembling slightly, and beads of cold sweat kept forming on his forehead.

"Why are you sweating?"

Sun Feifei asked him.

"Tell it well, don't let your voice shake. You were just saying the Ninth Princess's mother was actually a commoner, and then?"

Ning Xiwei was also quietly listening to the story of the Ninth Princess.

As for Baozha Huo and the others.

Ning Xiwei and Sun Feifei had sensed them the moment they approached.

The combined Aura of this group wasn't even half of Lei Pengcheng's.

With Lu Chen here, there was no need to worry at all.

Seeing the two girls focused on the story.

And then seeing the assassin Professional, whose leather armor on his back was soaked through with cold sweat, yet who pretended not to care and continued telling the story.

Lu Chen found it inexplicably amusing.

Involuntarily, he looked up at the instigator of all this, the burly red-haired man.

Seeing Lu Chen aim the crimson little flames in his eye sockets at him.

Suddenly.

Baozha Huo was so scared that two clusters of flame dropped from his hands.

"A misunderstanding."

"It's all a misunderstanding!"

Baozha Huo had already confirmed that Lu Chen was the skeleton who had hung Lei Pengcheng on a hoe.

He dared to blast Lei Pengcheng and already thought himself invincible.

But Lu Chen, he dared to kill Lei Pengcheng!

And it was an instant kill!

In their Fire Wolf Group, he was the only one who had witnessed that terrifying scene with his own eyes.

A powerhouse at the fifth stage of the Fourth Realm!

Pierced through with one strike and hung on a hoe.

He would never forget it in his life!

Seeing Lu Chen cast his gaze toward the fireballs in his hands.

Baozha Huo felt a chill at his heart.

"It's too cold, yes, it's too cold inside the Bronze Gate."

Baozha Huo steeled himself and took two steps closer to Lu Chen.

"Haha, is Boss going to charcoal-grill the skeleton?"

The members of the Fire Wolf Group laughed again and again.

Charcoal-grilled skeleton?

The crimson little flames in Lu Chen's eye sockets flared.

"Holy crap!"

Baozha Huo's body shook with fear.

His back, which had never bent before, immediately bent into a ninety-degree angle.

The moment he bent over, he surprisingly discovered a bead of mist had formed on the skeleton's cross-legged shinbone.

Suddenly.

He was overjoyed in his heart.

He held the two clusters of flame next to Lu Chen's skeleton frame.

He put on a smile that looked worse than crying and said:

"The wasteland inside is cold. Look, mist beads have formed on Lord Skeleton's frame; I'll dry them for Lord Skeleton."

"This lowly one is a Fire Mage Professional with a temperament as gentle as water. I can't stand seeing anything damp; I want to dry it as soon as I see it."

This lowly one only came over because I saw the mist beads on Lord Skeleton's bones.

Now that the mist beads are dried, this lowly one feels at ease. Thank you, Lord Skeleton, for allowing it."

After saying that, he bowed again.

Bending ninety degrees, perfectly standard.

Lu Chen hadn't even had time to notice there were mist beads on his bones before they were dried by Baozha Huo.

"..."

Am I really that scary?

Lu Chen thought.

The assassin Professional, who had just finished telling the Ninth Princess's story, couldn't help but ask:

"Known as Baozha Huo, with a gentle temperament and a hobby for drying things?"

"What 'Baozha Huo', it's just an empty name, all empty names. Look at how fat my body is; it's all because I'm broad-minded and fat-bodied."

Baozha Huo tried hard to squeeze his muscles into fat as he bragged.

"Boss, you usually..."

Baozha Huo reacted quickly, turning around to cover his team member's mouth.

With his other hand, he quietly ignited a fierce flame and threatened in a low voice,

"If you say one more word, I'll throw this cluster of fire into your mouth!"

Turning back, he gave a hollow laugh and said,

"I won't disturb Lord Skeleton's elegant mood any longer. This lowly one takes his leave."

Bowing, he quickly led his group of team members away.

"Boss, why..."

"Shut up!"

"Boss, blast him..."

"Shut up!"

"Boss!"

Bang~

"Ow, holy crap!"

"It hurts, Boss, it hurts! My butt is scorched!"

Behind them.

"Hahaha."

Sun Feifei couldn't stop laughing.

"That Baozha Huo is too funny."

The assassin Professional bowed to Lu Chen and said:

"Thank you, Lord Skeleton. This lowly one is named Zhang Lang. I will keep your kindness engraved in my heart."

Zhang... Lang?

Lu Chen's jawbone twitched as he gave a slight nod.

At this moment.

The Token stone pillars suddenly burst with light.

The bright white light illuminated the somewhat gloomy Desolate Ancient Land.

A green Token, diamond-shaped at the top and oval at the bottom, detached from the stone pillar.

Then it fell into the hands of the Professional closest to it.

Ning Xiwei grasped the Token in her hand.

With a thought.

The Token merged into her slender hand.

Turning her palm over, an oval bear-head mark appeared on the back of her hand.

With a gentle nudge of her will.

The oval bear-head mark disappeared, and the green Token reappeared in her palm.

Lu Chen glanced at the assassin Professional, Zhang Lang, who had a look of pleasant surprise.

Then.

A mung-bean-sized golden flame ignited on the tip of his finger bone.

Whoosh!

He flicked it toward Zhang Lang.

"Lord Skele—"

Zhang Lang looked panicked but quickly reacted.

He allowed the mung-bean flame to land on his arm.

Poof~

Just as the mung-bean flame was about to land on his arm, a layer of pale gray light membrane emerged.

The mung-bean flame landed on the pale gray light membrane and then disappeared along with it.

"Lord Skeleton, your attack was as if it were diverted."

Zhang Lang said.

"The words upon entry were correct; attacks between Token holders are ineffective."

It's like entering a different dimension.

Lu Chen pondered.

Attacks are ineffective?

Would a demigods secret treasure actually protect treasure hunters?

Ridiculous.

Direct attacks are ineffective, but what about indirect ones?

Lu Chen was thinking.

At that moment.

One after another, rainbow-colored light pillars descended from the sky, enveloping all the Token holders.

Flash~

In the next second, all the Token holders in the Desolate Ancient Land vanished.

This included all the summoned creatures belonging to the Token holders.

Naturally, it included Lu Chen as well.

The area with the ten thousand Token stone pillars was left with only those without Tokens, numbering nearly ten thousand.

"It's over, let's go back."

"Ten thousand spots, so few. We competed for nothing."

"Oh no!"

"We can't get out!"

"The Bronze Gate is sealed shut; entry is allowed, but exit is not!"

Pop~

More new Professionals entered through the Bronze Gate.

As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw thousands of despairing faces.