Published: March 1, 2025
“These idiots!”
Jiang Wentao cursed as he watched the professionals scatter in panic.
In a battlefield, especially one dominated by cold weapons, fleeing does not guarantee survival. Exposing one's back to the enemy often leads to quicker death!
Thus, less than half of the professionals managed to escape from the countless salamander demon beasts flying around.
In just a brief encounter, over twenty professionals lost their lives, while their gains consisted of merely ten salamander demon beasts and a small number of first-tier black-skinned demon creatures! Most of these were taken down by Big Bear's sniper rifle!
“That’s why these trash don't even deserve to be saved.”
Wen Yu stared at the surging demonic creatures, and with a thought, the Touch of Greed in his hand extended to its maximum length!
Ten sharp claws gleaming with cold light aimed directly at the fleeing professionals and struck out!
“Slash.”
The closest professional, who had just felt a moment of joy from escaping death, was torn to shreds by Wen Yu in an instant!
“Brother Wen Yu, what are you doing? They are humans!”
Sun Aotian, stationed behind him, couldn’t help but shout as he saw Wen Yu turning his blade toward the professionals.
“Fool, use your brain! Can’t you see that the soldiers haven’t said a word?”
Wen Yu snorted coldly, and as he swung the Touch of Greed again, empowered by over 100 points of physical attributes, a gust of wind erupted, instantly shredding the approaching black-skinned demon creature and simultaneously severing the head of a nearby professional!
This time, everyone understood Wen Yu's intention.
“Stay away! I don’t offer protection here.”
“Wen Yu, what are you doing?”
This time, it was William, who was entangled with a third-tier salamander demon beast, speaking up. His tone clearly conveyed his anger.
“Hehe, what do you think I’m doing? My formation is set. If these trash disrupt it, we’ll all die! So…”
As he spoke, Wen Yu's voice became heavier!
“If you approach our combat zone, I’ll start a massacre! If you want to survive, brace yourselves against this wave of demonic creatures!”
Just as Wen Yu finished speaking, another type of demonic creature appeared at the entrance of the city wall.
Standing nearly 3 meters tall, with thick muscular legs resembling those of humans, but atop its neck was an enormous bull head!
Wen Yu’s heart sank heavily.
Bull Demons, one of the main combat races of the demonic clan!
Their numbers are considerable and their combat power is not low; that’s a rough description of this race.
When they say considerable numbers, it roughly matches the population of humans in the apocalypse!
When they mention not low combat power, it means that every Bull Demon possesses the combat capabilities of a professional of the same level, with the top-tier ones being equivalent to the human race ranking!
With just this type of demonic creature alone, they can stand toe-to-toe with the human race!
“Prepare for battle.”
Hearing Wen Yu’s tone and looking at the demonic creatures that had already covered most of the battlefield, the members of the squad understood that the real battle was about to begin!
As the professionals in the front lines rapidly crumbled, the overwhelming tide of demonic creatures surged toward the back of the battlefield!
Among those who narrowly escaped, the professionals were also on high alert at the rear of the battlefield!
The first to initiate an attack was the modified Gatling held by Monkey.
The motor had been spinning for less than a second, yet a storm of metal had already ruthlessly torn into the group of demonic creatures!
Most first-tier black-skinned demon creatures simply could not withstand the impact of the bullets, instantly being shredded into a cloud of blood mist!
As Monkey swept the Gatling back and forth in a systematic manner, large swathes of demonic creatures were directly wiped out!
This is the power of firearms in warfare!