However, no matter how you kill them, they will rush up, and soon a mountain of corpses will be piled up around you, stinking horribly.

Xiaoman, who had survived the bloody apocalypse on Earth, was still gagging repeatedly. If it were anyone else here, they would probably vomit their bile.

Due to gastrointestinal discomfort, I could only exert about 60% of my strength.

Their leader was overjoyed and roared, "Attack with all your might! She's almost done for!"

More and stronger enemies surged through the mountain of corpses, charging in...

Xiaoman's lips twitched. "You really think I can't do anything to you?"

He unfurled a scroll, and a surge of violent Force filled the surroundings.

The enemy was somewhat frightened and kept retreating.

He threw the scroll with all his might towards the most crowded area, and a terrifying sword intent burst forth from the scroll, rushing outwards.

laugh!

ah......

All enemies within a 20-meter radius were wiped out.

"Hiss! Where did this blood wave get such a terrifying thing?" Xiaoman was still shaken.

Chirp chirp!

The sound gradually grew louder, until it became deafening.

Xiaoman looked toward the source of the loudest sound and was shocked. "Aren't these people afraid of death? They've killed so many of them, and they don't show any fear at all."

I rummaged through my spatial bag and found a few more powerful scrolls.

"It's best not to use it now, but rather keep it for emergencies!"

Once your mindset changes, you stop confronting them head-on and instead charge straight ahead.

“Wa, ga, bang ah…” (in indigenous language).

Although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I could tell from their tone that these natives had completely gone berserk and wouldn't stop until they killed me.

"Since you want to play, then I'll play with you properly."

Sheathed the Bloodthirsty Sword, pulled out the high-tech laser gun, and fired it at the nearest enemy's head.

Boom!

The native's head exploded, and half of his body was gone.

The tribesman closest to him had a deep look of fear in his eyes.

"Woo-ah, Awooo!"

With the leader's urgent order arriving, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge forward.

Xiaoman pulled out another gun, held it with both hands, and fired wildly at the enemy group.

Any enemy who dared to approach was killed.

Soon, three more walls of corpses were piled up at a distance of more than seventy meters. If they were extended a little further towards the center, they would form a single wall.

The enemy, however, ignored the danger and continued their charge.

"What kind of monster race is this? They're already a wall of corpses, and they still want to charge up." Xiaoman was very annoyed.

While taking inventory of the energy devices, he exclaimed in surprise, "They used twenty of my large energy magazines?"

He glanced at the wall of corpses and instantly understood.

Suddenly, a muffled, angry bugle call rang out.

The charging natives immediately stopped in place, muttering incantations.

Through the cracks in the wall of corpses, one could vaguely see what was happening outside. "What are they doing?"

"Rotten, rotten, rotten!"

Xiaoman listened attentively, and combined with the language they had spoken before, she roughly understood, "The natives should be saying the word 'rotten,' but I don't know if it means kingdom or tribe?"

Suddenly, a huge battle banner appeared, with the words "Rotten Tribe" written on it in interstellar script!

"I don't care what tribe you're from, if you look like a monster, wipe them out."

With the two most powerful energy devices replaced, the laser gun's power was increased again, enabling it to pierce through dozens of people in a straight line at the same time.

The enemy was quickly wiped out.

The bugle calls grew increasingly mournful and sorrowful.

The members of the Rotten Tribe kept pounding their chests and pressing forward.

"Damn, these things are so annoying."

He rummaged through his spatial bag and found a highly lethal weapon, which he activated immediately.

It is rapidly charging.

Xiaoman quickly rushed to a safe position and continued firing.

As time passed, the weapon was fully charged, and a blue beam of light struck the enemy ranks before exploding.

A violent energy wave spread out like a tidal wave.

The enemy hit by the sweep was instantly vaporized, leaving not even ashes.

"They probably won't come back now, right?"

Xiaoman was a little tired and was panting heavily.

Just as they put away the deadly weapon, the enemy reappeared in their sights.

"Damn it, these bastards are so annoying!" His anger was getting out of control, and he fired wildly at the enemy group.

But no matter how many times we killed them, they just wouldn't retreat.

As time passed, Xiaoman felt nauseous from killing someone for the first time; her stomach was churning.

Despite the discomfort, he continued firing.

"Wow, wow..."

After vomiting, one's energy and spirit drop to their lowest point instantly.

The members of the Rotten Tribe, however, charged forward with all their might, as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

"This kind of crazy tribe is not to be trifled with."

Xiaoman stopped shooting and quickly fled towards the obstacles.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind: "How could I have forgotten even the basic skills of an assassin?"

Once they understood, they created a realistic afterimage in place while their real body moved stealthily.

Before long, the enemy lost track of her.

"Ah! Ugh!"

"Croak!"

The people of the Rotten Tribe roared incessantly, venting their anger.

The old man reappeared and shouted, "Driller, find her immediately, quick!"

A group of short tribesmen immediately burrowed underground.

They moved quickly, conducting a thorough search of the surrounding area.

They quickly arrived at Xiaoman's location.

The burrower was somewhat puzzled. After carefully checking its surroundings and finding nothing unusual, it rushed off to a more distant location.

Xiaoman finally felt relieved and secretly began to recover from the enormous strain.

A few minutes later.

The burrower relayed the message to the clan chief.

"Impossible! She must still be nearby! Search! Search her!"

His subordinates had no choice but to search again.

They went to where Xiaoman was, and not only checked the underground area, but also rushed to the surface to check.

For anything that is in doubt, just use two claws.

Fortunately, Xiaoman was fast and was not injured.

"She has become invisible, and she is within this area."

The shouts attracted nearby tribesmen, who searched forward shoulder to shoulder, leaving no gaps.

Xiaoman felt a chill run down her spine and rushed towards the area with the fewest people.

As they drew near, the Bloodthirsty Sword slashed horizontally, and a hundred or so people in the front row fell.

The rest were added immediately.

If it weren't for the corpses scattered all over the ground, one would have the illusion that the encirclement had never been broken.

"So annoying!"

Xiaoman was truly disgusted, so she increased her strength and unleashed two more sword beams in succession.

The front row was cut down, and just as the back row tried to fill in, they were also cut down.

"The God of Slaughter is Slain in One Strike!"

They were moving so fast they were almost invisible as they rushed past the wall of corpses.

"Drillers, take control of this area!" The chieftain's eyes were filled with venom and hatred. "Bone cavalry, charge!"

The ground trembled, revealing a dark mass of cavalry, each riding a horse that looked like a miniature version of itself.

Except for their skulls, which are not bones, the rest of them are all bones.

Despite their unassuming appearance, they were incredibly fast and quickly reached the infantry.

Xiaoman was being driven crazy by them, constantly accelerating and widening the distance between them.

"Charge! Charge!"

The skeletal cavalry emitted a black glow, increasing their speed once again, and were now less than two hundred meters away from Xiaoman.

A black object appeared in their hands at the same time.

With all its might, it swung the net, turning it into a large net that ensnared Xiaoman.

When there are only a few, you can dodge them, but when they swarm in, there's no way to hide anymore; you can only use sword energy to cut them down.

Over time, the consumption becomes very high.

The people of the Rotten Tribe seemed tireless, always chasing after them.

With the occasional burst of underground drillers, you won't have time to rest.

The enemy is increasing in number and getting closer.

Xiaoman gritted her teeth, pulled out a high-explosive bomb, and threw it into the enemy ranks.

boom!

Boom...

Despite the screams, they did not retreat but instead accelerated their pursuit.

Xiaoman felt incredibly frustrated, as if a million curses were running through her mind.

Their eyes searched and found a withered forest directly ahead, but there was not a single member of the Rotting Tribe there.

"Never mind, let's find somewhere to hide."

After a continuous sprint, they were less than a kilometer away from the forest.

"Stop her! Stop her! We must not let her enter the Withered Forest!" the clan chief roared.

The only ones capable of rapid pursuit were the skeletal cavalry and the burrowers, who charged forward recklessly, closing the distance to twenty meters.

"net!"

A smaller net appeared.

Xiaoman was already on guard and unleashed a powerful sword strike, shattering all the nets at close range.

Just as they were about to accelerate, their feet were restrained by the burrower.

The skeletal cavalryman suddenly thrust forward with a long, white bone hair in his hand.

"Drink! Ha!"

He quickly flung two people who were burrowing into the ground, then ducked and did a front flip.

The white bones and long hair clung to the clothes.

"Less than 300 meters from that withered forest, hang in there, you can do it!"

After encouraging myself, I stumbled and rushed forward.

"Stop her, stop her at all costs!"

The skeletal cavalrymen's bodies instantly turned blood red, and a terrifying aura of slaughter soared into the sky.

Flames erupted from the four hooves of the skeletal warhorse, and flames also spewed from its nostrils.

With five layers of blessing, they rushed in like arrows released from a bow.

With its fast pace and large number of people, Xiaoman had to change direction, and the distance to the withered forest became four hundred meters again.

The drillers seized the opportunity and blocked the only way.

If you want to get in, you have to kill them.

A hint of despair flashed in Xiaoman's eyes as she channeled all her remaining strength into her legs.

"That's not enough!"

"Walking on the wind!"

The speed increased again, and it instantly covered two hundred meters.

At the same time, the skeletal cavalry charged forward, their bone spears thrusting indiscriminately.

The surroundings were completely enveloped.

Xiaoman's mind raced, and she came up with a desperate solution. She leaped up and ran on the bone spear.

The enemy was clever; he simply discarded his spear and plummeted downwards.

The claws of a dozen or so earth-burrowers await you.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Xiaoman was in a state of panic and couldn't think of a solution. Suddenly, she remembered the scrolls that Xuelang had given her and threw out two without hesitation.

A ball of flame spread rapidly.

A hurricane swept across.

With the area around me finally cleared, all I had to do was take down the burrowers blocking my way so I could rush into the Withered Forest.

The idea was good, but reality was extremely cruel; the enemy had laid a large number of bone-sword traps nearby.

To get past it, it must be destroyed.

The skeletal cavalry and burrowers behind you give you no chance, pressing forward with full force.

"I had hoped to save some scrolls, but it seems there's no chance now." A resolute glint flashed in his eyes as he tossed a scroll forward with his left hand and a scroll drawer backward with his right.

Two scrolls, one of wind and one of ice.

A strong wind blew away the bone knife traps scattered all over the ground, and the ice scroll froze the pursuing enemies.

Xiaoman's internal strength and physical strength were already exhausted, so she could only grit her teeth and rush forward.

The diggers formed a human wall, completely blocking off the vicinity...