Ordinary fifth-level high-level lethality, ordinary fifth-level medium-level survivability, ordinary fifth-level low-level speed.
This is Zhang Heng’s current strength.
Such comprehensive capabilities can be regarded as top-level in the entire six-ring city.
In addition to the fifteen fifth-level kings, and a few miracle species and fantasy species with high levels and strong ability to challenge higher levels.
Zhang Heng no longer has any rivals.
In fact, the only people Zhang Heng truly considered as his opponents were the fifteen fifth-level kings.
They are not ordinary fifth-level people. Not only are they talented, but their bloodline levels are also extremely high.
As they are in the second ring, their progress speed is far faster than that of other strong people.
Not to mention miracle species like the Earth Vine King, which also possesses a unique hidden strength─the power of miracles.
In short, none of the fifteen kings are easy to mess with. This is why Zhang Heng chose to collect compensation instead of killing all the boundless Zerg present.
He didn't want to escalate the conflict and confront the Hive Mother too early.
"However, I only need to stay in the third ring for 10 days, and my strength will change dramatically."
"No matter which king I face, I won't be afraid!"
While Zhang Heng was pondering, the evolutionary ore brought by the powerful Insect Tribe had piled up into three pointed gray hills.
"Little Fatty! It's up to you."
Zhang Heng came back to his senses and patted the Silver Sparrow's wings with his furry left paw.
"Chirp! Little fat rat, leave it to me!"
A light flashed behind Zhang Heng, and the little fat bird instantly turned back into a bird.
"Chirp! I'll suck."
It flapped its silver wings, circled over the three hills, and then opened its little mouth.
“Crash!”
Three small streams composed of evolutionary concentrate flowed upstream with crisp collision sounds, and finally converged at the mouth of the little fat bird.
The three hills were getting shorter at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The powerful warriors of the Boundless Zerg were all amazed.
The eyes of the sturdy man in blue armor were full of desire.
"Although this fat bird is weak, it possesses two practical talents: combat assistance and storage. I'm really envious of it."
Many strong people's desire for auxiliary talents such as storage and flying far exceeds that of ordinary combat talents.
After all, who doesn’t want more convenience, freedom and speed?
It’s a pity that this kind of talent is extremely rare and hard to come by.
"Chirp, little fat rat, I've counted them all. There are a total of evolution concentrates. The bugs didn't cut corners."
A moment later, the three hills disappeared completely, and the little fat bird turned back into a silver bird flying in the sky, sticking to Zhang Heng's back.
"Yeah, well done, thank you for your hard work."
After praising the little fat guy, Zhang Heng raised his head slightly and scanned all the powerful members of the Boundless Zerg.
"Let's end today's business here."
"Of course, if you think the evolution ores are too much, or if you think life is too boring, you can always come and trouble me. I'm happy to accompany you."
After saying these two sentences, Zhang Heng flew back to the side of Tangying Rabbit, Zhu Jianqiang, and Darkwing Black Crow, and no longer paid attention to the Wujiang Zerg.
"Let's go."
Unlike entering the fifth ring, this time Zhang Heng and his group entered the fourth ring with dignity and swagger.
Wherever they passed, powerful Insects with different expressions lined the streets to see them off.
Only when Zhang Heng and his companions completely disappeared from their sight did the powerful warriors of the Wujiang Zerg relax.
The burly man in blue armor wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and gave instructions to his subordinates.
"Pass the order down, revoke the kill order against modern species."
"Yes, sir."
The subordinates of the blue-armored strong man immediately took the order and left.
"West Rat King, will he become the sixteenth king?"
The sturdy man in blue armor looked up at the eastern sky and murmured a sigh.
There, a bright and glorious sun broke through the clouds, its rising momentum irresistible.
The sturdy man in blue armor was so absorbed in his sigh that he completely failed to notice that a skinny grasshopper man with withered skin had quietly entered the fourth ring on the right side of the south entrance.
"Is he the Western Rat Overlord that Qi Tu is looking for?"
"I didn't expect that the request I reluctantly agreed to out of boredom would bring me unexpected rewards."
The grasshopper man was hundreds of meters away from the south entrance and suddenly changed in size when passing a remote corner.
The withered body became plump like a balloon, the withered skin color faded, and thick black hair emerged from under the skin.
The ugly grasshopper head was also replaced by a ferocious wolf head.
In a short period of time, this powerful warrior of the Boundless Zerg transformed into a two-meter-tall, muscular werewolf.
The most important thing is that the aura of strength exuded by the werewolf is exactly the same as that of the transcendent beastman.
"That fellow Qi Tu seems to hate the Western Rat Overlord to the core. This is going to be a good show to watch."
The sturdy werewolf had a playful expression on his face, and with a whoosh he turned into a wisp of black smoke and rushed towards the entrance of the third ring.
His speed was actually slightly faster than Zhang Heng's.
On the other side, Zhang Heng dutifully escorted Dark Wing Black Crow to the headquarters of the Strongest Beast Alliance.
As early as when he just left the South Gate, Darkwing Black Crow paid the full amount of 1 million evolution concentrates.
Along the way, its words and actions became much more respectful than before.
This made Zhang Heng feel quite uncomfortable.
"Leader Nan, there's no need to be so polite between you and me."
Above the vast green land, Zhang Heng flew while shaking his head helplessly.
"Western Rat Overlord, you can't say that. If it weren't for you this time, I would have died on the spot and there would be no way I could enter the fourth ring."
The Dark Winged Crow flapped its wings and flew behind Zhang Heng on the left.
Its injuries have almost healed, and the speed is quite fast.
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