Ma Zhong's henchmen's eyes widened suddenly, filled with resentment and horror.

With two loud thuds, two of them collapsed limply to the ground.

Another person, who hadn't died on the spot, clutched his neck tightly with one hand, pointed at Wang Zheng with the other, and kept making "hoarse...hoarse..." sounds while spitting out blood and foam.

Feeling the fluctuations on his body, Wang Zheng slowly opened his eyes, gently raised his right hand, and once again placed it on Ma Zhong's neck.

At this moment, Wang Zheng's eyes were filled with violence and bloodlust, while Ma Zhong, due to his highest mental strength attribute, had regained some of his senses.

When he saw Wang Zheng's bloodshot eyes and then saw his nearly wiped-out underlings behind him, he was momentarily confused about what had happened in those few short seconds.

After struggling for a while and finding it futile, Ma Zhong was terrified by the fierce expression on the young man's face. He then used his sonic ability to speak:

"I...I think...this is a misunderstanding..."

A short sentence kept echoing between the two of them.

Wang Zheng was completely unaffected, while Ma Zhong was utterly confused.

Only then did Wang Zheng look directly into his eyes, seeing his gaze slowly shift from confusion to panic. He then leaned closer and whispered in his ear:

"Yes, I believe you. Be more careful in your next life and don't create so many misunderstandings again."

"Why, why aren't you affected by the shadows..."

Wang Zheng used the web of his right hand to push the other man's Adam's apple forward slightly, forcing him to shut up. Then, he clenched his fingers into a claw shape and squeezed hard, not giving him a chance to speak again.

"Pfft~~~"

Ma Zhong's neck was crushed by Wang Zheng's immense strength; the pale cervical vertebrae were snapped in two, and blood gushed from the broken neck, splattering most of Wang Zheng's body.

His head fell limply to the ground, and as it hit the ground, the mask cracked, revealing a face full of terror.

Wang Zheng shook the blood off his hands with disgust, and looking at the spots of crimson on his body, he felt a little annoyed.

He seemed to have forgotten that he had already bought the longsword.

Fortunately, there is still a chance to salvage the situation.

The one with the lightest injuries at this moment is the fire-type awakened one, whose chest is charred black.

When he saw a long knife suddenly appear in Wang Zheng's hand and then walk towards him, he was terrified.

He conjured fireballs with both hands and then threw them at Wang Zheng while retreating.

Wang Zheng did not dodge at all and took all the attacks.

Wang Zheng, who was hit by the fireball, was unharmed, but as a fire-type awakened being who controls flames, his body was constantly ignited by the flames, resulting in charred wounds.

In the end, the short fire mage didn't even know whether he should continue attacking. After a few seconds of hesitation, he turned and ran.

However, Wang Zheng quickly made the decision for him, throwing the long knife in his hand with tremendous force, pinning the other man's body firmly to the ground until the hilt disappeared.

Then Wang Zheng slowly approached, stepped on his back, pulled out his Miao sword, and cleanly and neatly cut off his neck.

Miao Dao: Double Kill!

After Wang Zheng finished dealing with the fire magic, he looked at the last seriously injured person.

The reason this person is still alive is because his role in the team is that of a pharmacist, and he was the one who distributed medicines to the Lianshan Regiment before.

Although his swordsmanship was passable, his awakening level was low, his physical condition was poor, and the power of his sword swings was insufficient.

If he knew that this was the reason he was able to save his life, I wonder if he would thank himself for being lazy all these years.

Watching Wang Zheng effortlessly kill his captain and teammates one by one, the guy completely broke down.

He pressed his hand tightly against the wound on his neck while pouring bottles of grayish-white powder from his backpack onto the wound.

At the same time, he shouted at the top of his lungs towards the people of Lianshan:

"If you don't come to save me, then we'll all die together. If I die, none of you will have a good time."

He then began to mobilize his spiritual power and manipulate his supernatural abilities.

The members of the Lianshan group felt the medicine bottles given to them earlier begin to dissolve rapidly, turning into a colorless liquid that seeped into their bodies through their skin and was quickly absorbed.

Only a few people who had left the reagents he had given them in their backpacks and did not carry them with them escaped the disaster.

No one expected that Ma Zhong's backup plan for Lianshan was not the spiritual dew that restored spiritual energy, but a bottle for holding dew.

Lian Shan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly gave Xiao He a wink.

At the same time, Wang Zheng shouted as he swung his knife down, "Spare his life!"

Suddenly, countless blue halos appeared around the pharmacist, and at the same time, Wang Zheng's Miao sword slashed out a streak of light towards his neck.

With a flash of blue light, the pharmacist's figure flickered mysteriously in place and then appeared next to Xiao He, dozens of meters away.

Although the person was gone, his head remained, so Wang Zheng was still one step ahead.

The pharmacist's head flew into the air, his face still bearing the joy of being rescued, before crashing heavily to the ground, rolling twice, and colliding with Ma Zhong's head.

At this point, Ma Zhong's squad was completely wiped out.

Miao Dao: Triple Kill! I am a ruthless killer, slurp~