They either breathed flames or tore at their enemies with their claws and bit them; each attack was incredibly powerful, leaving their enemies utterly helpless. In just a short while, the once arrogant and domineering cultists were completely annihilated, with not a single survivor.

"You are a bunch of lunatics! How dare you attack the stronghold of my Wolf God Cult! You are courting death!"

The leader of the stronghold glared angrily, roaring at the top of his lungs. He was a fourth-rank believer with considerable strength, but facing the formidable enemy before him, he could only struggle desperately.

However, no matter how desperately he struggled, he could not break free from the giant octopus's thick and powerful tentacles. Those tentacles, like agile pythons, tightly coiled around his body, rendering him unable to move.

As time passed, the fourth-rank believer's power gradually waned, and his face turned ashen. Finally, with a desperate scream, he lost all life and died on the spot.

Chen Feng, standing by and watching coldly, observed everything unfold with an expressionless face. For him, the enemy's life or death was unimportant; all he cared about was whether there were any supplies worth looting within the stronghold.

So, after the battle ended, Chen Feng quickly sprang into action and began to carefully search every corner of the stronghold.

However, Chen Feng doesn't just take everything. He won't even glance at ordinary low-grade supplies, because these common items would only take up his precious storage space.

Only those supplies that reach at least the middle grade three level can catch his eye.

In just one day, he swept through more than a dozen small strongholds from various organizations with overwhelming force.

Surprisingly, despite the large number of these strongholds, none of them were guarded by a third-grade expert.

Nevertheless, Chen Feng was not discouraged or disappointed.

On the contrary, he firmly believed that as his swift actions continued, the powerful figures from various hidden organizations would surely get wind of it and couldn't help but come knocking on his door.

After all, no one can tolerate others trampling on the dignity and territory of their own faction.

As for the various supplies obtained in this operation, although the quantity was not abundant, for Chen Feng, these were only temporary.

He knew that true wealth often lay not in what was immediately visible, but in the fierce battles to come and the opportunities for growth that would accompany them. Anything was possible if he could defeat those powerful opponents!