Published: February 12, 2025
Husky initially ignored the crazy looks from his companions and later the dumbfounded expressions, completely disregarding the surprised and doubtful gaze directed at him by that woman.
There was no choice for him; he knew his current situation was akin to a lunatic's, yet he truly had no options.
Who would understand the pain in his heart?
As He had mentioned earlier, there were twelve evil armor star people. Others might be unaware, but he knew very well that it was a standard elite team configuration, with eight responsible for direct combat, one for tracking, two for reconnaissance, and the last one for support.
As for why they were tracking the Long Void Water Clan members, Husky was equally clear. The innate sacred talismans on the bodies of this race would greatly enhance the strength of the evil armor star people when consumed.
Conversely, if the Long Void Water Clan could kill the evil armor star people and use parts of their bodies as medicinal ingredients, they could refine several kinds of astounding drugs.
The two races were born enemies.
However, the Long Void Water Clan was not adept at fighting. Over the years, they had survived primarily under the protection of stronger races. But relying on others left them vulnerable to malicious intentions.
On the contrary, the evil armor star people were born warriors, with individual combat abilities among the best in the All Races of the Universe, along with decent reproduction capabilities. This led to a stark contrast in the development of the two enemy races; one grew increasingly powerful to become a major race, while the other weakened, nearing extinction.
Husky understood that He could reach this point because the Long Void Ghost Clan had probably invested immense effort in cultivating a seed, tasked with... A revival was impossible; it was likely to ensure the race wouldn’t go extinct.
He wouldn’t mind helping such a person, but facing an entire squad of evil armor star people was beyond his capabilities.
In other areas, he could have simply rallied his team to flee. If He did not follow them, those evil armor star people wouldn’t be interested in them.
But now? He could see that this woman’s talk of potions was just a delay tactic to tie them together. In reality, whether it was three, four, or even ten vials, He wouldn’t care, as her goal was to make Husky and the others sacrificial pawns, forcing them to fight the powerful enemies while she looked for an opportunity to escape.
Husky reacted quickly enough, but it was only after He voiced his demands that he realized he had been set up. By the time he understood, it was too late; the evil armor star people had revealed their ferocious faces at the intersection of firelight and darkness in the distance.
Now, was he really going to comply with that wretched woman's wishes and fight those powerful beings?
Running away was the only option.
Yet here was the Sea of Ten Thousand Isles, where the evil armor star people possessed nearly identical combat capabilities on land and in water, but their fighting strength sharply decreased once they entered the sea.
He had to escape, but the question was how.
A spark of inspiration hit Husky, and he shouted what he had said earlier.
He felt that Ye Zhongming must be nearby because for someone already with a red name, killing a few newbies carried no psychological burden. Moreover, their deaths would yield more points than killing ninth-level mutated creatures or parasites. If he were Ye Zhongming, he wouldn't miss out on this opportunity to take down his squad.
Killing them all meant nearly three hundred points!
Since that guy was basically nearby, he would call him out!
Husky had another reason for this; he was naturally very attentive to the powerful presence that had nearly killed him earlier. Back at the base, he had witnessed Ye Zhongming talking to this woman. As for what was said, he was unsure, but it was obvious that after the drugs had been bought up, Ye Zhongming had conversed with her for several minutes.