Chapter 44: Chapter 42: Appetizer The soldiers started cleaning up the battlefield.
The wilderness is brutal; a simple encounter cost the troops nearly sixty lives, while the death rate among civilians was even higher. Chaos and dispersal allowed the corpse centipede larvae to infiltrate, resulting in over a hundred deaths from the battle. Some limbs were scattered aside, and due to gnawing, these bodies could not even be assembled.
Chen Feng stood his ground, watching the wailing and sobbing crowd, a flicker of thought crossing his eyes.
He altered some trajectories.
If he hadn’t summoned the Demon Hunting Spider, everyone present would have become food for the Corpse Centipede Mother. Even Zhou Xian, a renowned figure in future days, couldn’t escape from a Silver Level monster’s clutches.
The trajectory shifted during the battle with the abomination.
If he hadn’t helped the army kill the abomination, the heavily damaged troops would have immediately returned to the base to recover strength, preparing to therefore clear the district in one fell swoop.
It feels somewhat like causal theory.
Chen Feng saved some people but inadvertently caused more deaths in this battle.
No guilt existed.
He just stood quietly, like a spectator, as the survivors held their heads and sobbed; even the soldiers beside him trembled. In a squad of ten, he was the only one alive.
Death.
This is common in the apocalypse.
Luck will not always favor the weak, even if you escape once by chance, without the strength to back you, any disaster can claim your life.
Life is cheaper than grass.
This is the most realistic portrayal of this world.
For Chen Feng, he has more important matters to consider.
Blood Sacrifice.
A battle with over a hundred human corpses; the angry retribution of humanity left behind more than fifty corpse centipedes’ remains, two Bronze Corpse Centipedes; the largest bounty lying on the grasslands’ center: the Demon Hunting Spider and Corpse Centipede Mother.
An astonishing harvest.
Enough to initiate a true Blood Sacrifice.
Chen Feng’s hands trembled; even his temperament struggled to control his excitement, yearning to commence the ritual now to summon the demon’s descent.
However, before this, he must clear the surrounding crowd.
No one desires their kin’s corpse to be desecrated; if a sacrifice is done before everyone’s eyes, Chen Feng only has two choices: kill them or be branded as a heretic.
Neither choice is favorable, as it would ruin his plans.
He has better methods than extremities.
Chen Feng walked over to Feng Zhiyong.
Having just survived a deadly encounter, Feng Zhiyong was still somewhat shaky, gazing at the Demon Hunting Spider before him in a daze.
The battle between the Demon Hunting Spider and Corpse Centipede Mother reshaped his understanding of the apocalypse.
How many such monsters are there?
Ordinary firearms are completely ineffective.
Professionals!
He needs more Warriors like Vine Warlock because only those with strange abilities can defeat such bulletproof monsters.
Until Chen Feng arrived beside him, Feng Zhiyong woke from his reverie.
Upon seeing Chen Feng, he couldn’t hide a trace of surprise. As J City’s ruler, he isn’t prone to showing emotions. However, the previous battle was too horrifying; for everyone being alive, their savior deserves all the credit.
Feng Zhiyong glanced deeply at Chen Feng, perhaps because of the Demon Hunting Spider’s endorsement, bestowing changes upon his appearance and aura.
Sharpened, imposing.
The presence of Chen Feng applied pressure on Feng Zhiyong.
Indifferent to Feng Zhiyong’s thoughts, Chen Feng bluntly stated, "You must leave here quickly. The overwhelming scent of blood will soon attract other monsters’ prying eyes."
You?
Feng Zhiyong heard some key points; he frowned, saying, "Are you not coming with us?"
Chen Feng’s distinguished performance made Feng Zhiyong somewhat reliant on him in both battles, seeing as the abomination and Demon Hunting Spider were handled solely by him, allowing everyone to survive.
Chen Feng shook his head, a hint of caution and worry in his eyes, "I still have some matters, the summoning earlier had issues. I have to send the corpse back to its original world."
Disguise.
During the prolonged fight for survival, Chen Feng acquired some deceitful skills.
"We can wait for you," Feng Zhiyong’s voice was slightly raspy, attempting to persuade Chen Feng.
"Listen!"
Chen Feng’s eyes turned alert, speaking solemnly, "It’s too dangerous here; soon other monsters will arrive. Once they attack, I can’t protect everyone, leading to massive casualties."
"You must leave here."
"Leave me some gasoline; when you depart, I’ll conduct a burial for these people."