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They can all be called 'strong'.
And this was the real slave-hunting group.
They come from all walks of life, but none of them are weak.
Only a team like this can roam freely in the Monster Forest.
They even dared to covet the treasures of the Demon King.
And now… after exchanging a glance and confirming the resolve deep within each other's eyes, the leader smiled. “Hehe… then let's work hard together…”
With that, he took the lead, transforming into a streak of black light and rushing into the distance. Then, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
One after another, the sounds of air being pierced filled the air, and the remaining people also rushed through the forest at top speed.
Unbeknownst to them, a chilling figure had been watching them from a distant valley peak for an unknown period of time. "Seventeen people..."
“There is one suspected to be a seventh-tier expert, the other three are sixth-tier, and the rest are fourth or fifth-tier, not worth mentioning… However, we need to be wary of their magical items.”
As he spoke, Liu Ziming looked towards a figure not far away. This figure had long, ice-blue hair and eyes that shone like jewels.
“Master… magical items are terrifying, especially some high-level magic scrolls, which are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.” Bingyu (cibj) said solemnly, offering another reminder. “Yes, I understand.”
Nodding, Liu Ziming changed the subject: "You just said you know that fire mage?" "Yes."
With a slight nod, Bingyu said frankly, "In the entire kingdom, there are only a handful of sixth-tier mages, and among them, the female one is a fire mage... She should be Yanyun, who is known as 'Flame Rain'... This mage was once a teacher at Saint Luo, the kingdom's first academy... I was fortunate enough to meet her a few times."
"That's it..."
Listening quietly, Liu Ziming couldn't help but fall silent...
The circle of magicians is really small.
But, that's true.
The entire kingdom has only a few thousand magicians in total.
Most of them are the entry-level requirements for becoming a magician.
Only a handful of people have truly achieved success in their cultivation.
Therefore, it is normal for them to get to know each other.
However, this doesn't affect their ending. With a smile, Liu Ziming instructed, "You may leave now; this is a game for me alone." "Yes."
As she finished speaking, Bingyu saw that her master had already merged into true darkness.
Dark Breath - merges with darkness, further concealing all aura.
This ability is already at level four.
Let alone ordinary strongmen, even magicians who are very good at sensing would find it difficult to detect Liu Zimo's presence.
According to Liu Ziming's guess, a sixth-tier mage could only detect Liu Ziming within a hundred meters at most.
For someone like Liu Ziming, a hundred meters is already fatal.
Yes, deadly.
A hundred meters is enough for Liu Ziming to sever her head in an instant. It is precisely because of this extremely terrifying ability to conceal his aura that Liu Ziming dares to take on everyone alone.
A positive outcome? That's impossible.
Even if Liu Ziming had the strength to kill them all, he would not charge head-on.
Simply because that's something only a fool would choose.
With the enemy in the open and ourselves in the shadows, our chances of winning increase by at least 30%.
That's not all; Liu Ziming was already quite strange.
It's very strange, and it's in the dark. What does that mean?
That goes without saying. So…
As night deepened, a dozen figures darted swiftly through the woods.
They are very fast.
Their speed is beyond description.
A dark shadow flashed, and a figure vanished. But then, "Crack..."
A sudden, sharp sound startled a figure... "What happened?"
Amidst the somewhat surprised voices, one person also noticed the other's unusual behavior.
But in the next moment, this person was also stunned.
The reason was that a line of blood was seeping from the neck of this paused figure.
"This……"
His eyes widened in shock.
Before he could even cry out, his body stiffened abruptly, a feeling of being out of control suddenly washing over him. "What happened?" "What's wrong with me?"
In unimaginable horror, even this figure was stunned.
Along with this came an indescribable fear. "What's wrong, Razer?"
The sudden question caused many people to stop and walk towards them. "No, don't..."
An instinctive gasp escaped my lips; this person was also testing and stopping something.
But it was all in vain.
A mere fourth-tier expert, a guy only around level 30, how could he possibly escape Liu Ziming's puppet strings? ...With a cold laugh, Liu Ziming, perched on a branch of a large tree, continued to control the figure. "His name seems to be Lei Ze, right?"
As he spoke softly, Liu Ziming had already silently manipulated Lei Ze to draw the dagger from his waist. "Die."
Suddenly, everything froze, and a flash of cold light shot out from Lei Ze's hand.
"boom……"
A sudden, crisp sound, especially clear in the night, rang out as a dagger flew out...
However, at this moment, many people who noticed this scene were stunned. "Are you crazy, Razer?" "What are you doing?" "Hey, hey..."
Amidst gasps of surprise, everyone was also taken aback.
What the heck is this Raize?
How could he betray his friend?
Moreover, as if sensing something, many people noticed the line of blood on another companion's neck in the distance...
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And then, "Did it fail...?"
Liu Ziming was not surprised by the nonchalant tone.
Not every backstabbing can be successful.
This guy has very sharp reflexes and is very vigilant.
However, since Razer has failed... let him shine his last glimmer of glory.
With a smile, Liu Ziming released his grip on Lei Ze's mouth. "It wasn't me, it really wasn't me..."
"I don't know what happened, my body suddenly lost control." A hysterical scream echoed through the night sky.
Before these people could ask any more questions, they saw Lei Ze raise his right hand, his face contorting in pain. "No, no..."
Amidst the repeated exclamations, Raize realized something, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
It seems like a form of resistance...
But at that moment, with a flick of his sickle, Liu Zimo also unceremoniously tugged at the puppet strings.
"Snapped……"
With a crisp crack, Lei Ze delivered a solid slap to his forehead. "Boom..."
His body crashed to the ground, and the dozen or so people fell silent.
Even the guild leader who had rushed over from a distance, and the great mage Yan Yu, couldn't help but fall silent.
For some reason, a chilling feeling suddenly spread through everyone's hearts.
The hair is creepy.
Even the night wind felt even colder. "What happened?"
Stunned, even the burly commander stared blankly at everything.
Are we still on the road?
How could they suddenly be gone?
Moreover, it's not that strange?
In particular, even now, this burly man cannot forget Lei Ze's distorted face.
It seemed to be rebelling against something. "Gurgle..."
Suddenly, the sound of swallowing echoed in the night sky, and someone involuntarily took several steps back.
As a strong person, he wouldn't be as helpless as a ragtag soldier.
But even now, this scene still makes him tremble.
At that moment, what he didn't notice was that wisps of gray energy were rising from above his head and flying towards Liu Ziming's location. "Ding, you are absorbing the power of fear through the Feast of Despair..." "Ding, you are absorbing the power of fear through the Feast of Despair..."
With each notification, Liu Ziming raised an eyebrow.
Is this the power of fear from the strong?
It really is pure.
Like a pig-headed man, a wisp of fear power can only convert at most 0.1, or even less than 0.05...
But this fifth-tier human powerhouse's fear actually reached 0.2...
A difference of exactly 100%.
And that is what makes a strong person.