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Chapter 267

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The storm of counterattack had begun at this moment. What awaited them was a violent storm.

No one realized that the Grim Reaper's scythe was waving beside them. It could fall on them at any time and chop off their heads.

While these people were recommending and searching for Wang Chen, Wang Chen was quietly cultivating in the cave, recovering his True Inner Force!

Once again, Flaming Moon absorbed four souls and fell into a deep slumber. In the underground world, there was only the rolling sound of magma and the sound of flowing water. There was also a hint of darkness and dampness.

A storm would begin spreading with this place as the center. A bloody massacre and battle would begin from here.

A king would also grow and mature here, embarking on his road to success.

It was not until evening that Wang Chen opened his eyes from his cultivation! Feeling the True Inner Force in his body, a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The night is coming! The night of early autumn is always beautiful, isn't it? The night is dark and the wind is strong. It is the best time to kill. The storm should come at night to cause the greatest damage! " Stretching his body, Wang Chen stood in the same place and muttered to himself. A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!

The curtain of night gradually enveloped the entire land, dispersing the last trace of light. The Brambles Mountain Range instantly became gloomy and cold. The temperature difference between day and night was much greater than the outside world.

A cool breeze blew, bringing with it a trace of coldness. The air seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.

The Demonic Beasts that lived at night gradually began to step onto the stage. They began to wander around the Brambles Mountain Range, looking for their targets with their green eyes.

The roars of the Demonic Beasts rose and fell, melodiously circling the entire Brambles Mountain Range, adding a trace of eeriness and terror to the atmosphere! The most dangerous moment of the day in the Brambles Mountain Range had arrived.

Roar roar …

Inside the cave, Flaming Moon seemed to have finished digesting the energy and woke up. Its blue and red eyes intertwined, revealing a trace of excitement and vigor. Then, like a wisp of smoke, it quickly scuttled onto Wang Chen's shoulder. It had a special fondness for this place.

Wang Chen smiled as he looked at Flaming Moon who was lying lazily on his shoulder. After spending some time together, it had completely become Wang Chen's best friend! Coupled with the connection of the soul contract, there was a subtle feeling between the man and the beast, making them seem even more intimate.

After that, Wang Chen could not help but recall the time when he killed the rank nine True Martial Artist on Flaming Moon during the day. He sized up Flaming Moon.

Wang Chen did not see what exactly happened at that time. The fact that Flaming Moon could easily kill a True Martial Artist of the ninth stage was definitely surprising.

Although that True Rank 9 Martial Artist was injured by the Azure Light Explosion, it was simply impossible for an ordinary Tier 2 Demonic Beast to kill him! Especially when it was so easy to kill. There was no resistance at all.

"Kid, this little guy is amazing!" Lin Zhan exclaimed as he looked at Flaming Moon.

Unfortunately, he did not pay attention to Flaming Moon at that time. He only realized it when that True Martial Artist was killed! Flaming Moon's movements were silent, sudden, and incomparably swift.

"Tsk tsk tsk … You've made a profit this time, you won't lose out!" Then, Lin Zhan muttered to himself with a satisfied expression. Looking at Flaming Moon and the spreading light, it was as if he had seen a big treasure.

The current Flaming Moon was undoubtedly still in its infancy. Could a Demonic Beast in its infancy kill a rank nine True Martial Artist? Could a Demonic Beast in its infancy have the strength of a Tier 2 Demonic Beast?

This was absolutely unimaginable! Only those high-level Demonic Beasts could do this! High-level Demonic Beasts were stronger than ordinary Demonic Beasts when they were born. Some of the high-level Demonic Beasts even had the strength of a Tier 3 Demonic Beast when they were born! When they reached adulthood, their strength would reach Great Perfection.

The strength displayed by Flaming Moon was obviously not something an ordinary Tier 3 or Tier 4 Demonic Beast could compare to! Lin Zhan was sure that Flaming Moon was at least a Tier 5 Demonic Beast and above!

"Mmm!" Wang Chen nodded slightly, stroked the lazy Fiery Moon, and said with emotion.

Who would have thought that they would encounter such a strange Demonic Beast after an accident? This might be fate, or it might be the pull of the heavens, or it might be Wang Chen's opportunity.

"Alright, this little guy is still in its infancy. Let it grow slowly! What do you plan to do now? "Lin Zhan asked Wang Chen after pondering for a while.

"Attack at night!" Wang Chen's answer was very simple. He then told Lin Zhan his plan.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night and the danger of the Brambles Ridge, Wang Chen had an advantage that his enemies did not have. It was an absolute advantage. It was Lin Zhan on the other side!

Under Lin Zhan's guidance, Wang Chen was able to avoid the Demonic Beasts that appeared at night. He avoided the danger and used the cover of the night to carry out a sneak attack. The dangers of the Brambles Ridge at night did not seem to be a big problem for Wang Chen who had Lin Zhan's guidance.

Killing one was one, killing two was two! Slowly whittling down the opponent's strength!

At this moment, Wang Chen had already sent out the signal of death and the ultimatum of death. After the prelude of the counterattack in the day, the storm would come at night!

The scythe of death had already been drawn, shining with a cold chill. The horn of death had already sounded, mournful yet magnificent. The movement of death had begun, waiting to be composed.

"Mmm, that's not bad. Maybe it can be done. And this little guy Flaming Moon might be able to help! "Lin Zhan said after pondering for a while.

"Flaming Moon?" Looking at the Flaming Moon beside him, Wang Chen nodded slightly! The strength that Flaming Moon had displayed during the day was indeed surprising. At the same time, it also allowed Wang Chen to see some of the strength of Flaming Moon!

Under such a night sky, it could indeed be of great use! With its help, things would be much smoother! Flaming Moon should have no problem dealing with a True Martial Artist.

With all the plans completed, Wang Chen brought the Scarlet Flame Greatsword and Flaming Moon out of the cave under Lin Zhan's guidance and entered the pitch-black Brambles Ridge.

In the forest, the howls of Demonic Beasts could be heard from time to time. A cool breeze blew, and the sound of leaves rustling could be heard.

Wang Chen's body was light and agile, flashing through the forest like a ghost.

About twenty minutes later, Wang Chen found the first batch of targets!

Hiding in the dark and looking at the bonfire in front of him, Wang Chen's mouth revealed a cold smile.

"Six people! Within a kilometer radius, there are three groups. Two groups of six people and one group of three people! The two groups closest to us have six people and three people respectively. One of them is a middle-ranked Martial Artist. "Lin Zhan analyzed the current situation to Wang Chen.

"Six people?" Hearing this, Wang Chen paused for a moment, then revealed a playful expression.

It seemed that these fellows had been frightened during the day and changed their formation! There were three groups within a kilometer radius? The closest group was still around five hundred and fifty meters away. According to the situation in the Brambles Ridge at night, the other party would definitely have discovered the commotion here later than during the day. Furthermore, their actions were definitely not as fast as during the day. In this case, they should have left about two minutes for Wang Chen! Maybe even a little more.

So what if there was a middle-ranked Martial Artist? By the time they rushed over, Wang Chen would have already left. With his current speed, Wang Chen was not afraid of being chased by middle-ranked Martial Artists! Only the Honourable Martial Artist could make him more afraid.

"How strong are the people here?" Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen continued to ask.

"Five True Martial Artists and one Martial Artist, they are not very strong! After you open the Eight Inner Hidden Gates, you should have a high chance of getting rid of one of them from Flaming Moon! " Lin Zhan continued to analyze. Then, as if he had thought of something, he revealed a serious expression, "Don't use the Green Light Explosion! Use a sneak attack and kill as many as you can. I'll give you one and a half minutes to leave this place before their companions arrive! "

The Green Light Explosion was undoubtedly not suitable to be used at this time. The explosion would attract everyone's attention and would even attract the attention of the demon beasts that lived in groups.

Being targeted by these demon beasts was the real danger.

"Okay!" Wang Chen replied in a low voice.

Wang Chen took a deep breath and quietly moved towards the enemy's camp about seventy to eighty meters away.

He had smeared a special juice on his body, so the hounds should not be able to detect his aura.

As expected, the hounds did not notice Wang Chen's arrival at all. They stood at the side and observed their surroundings cautiously, but did not react to Wang Chen's approach at all.

Behind the bonfire was a small tent. It was a simple tent that was supported by some branches and leaves. It was the most basic survival method for Adventurers.

One could vaguely hear one or two conversations in the small tent. Outside the tent, there were two Adventurers on night watch.

In the Thorny Mountains, it was impossible to spend the night in a place like this without someone on night watch.

Wang Chen hid on a big tree fifty meters away, lying tight like a lizard, not moving at all!

Waiting, he had to wait for the best time to strike! Of course, the best time to strike was after those people had fallen asleep.

After a full hour, the front finally quietened down. During this time, Wang Chen had smeared the juice on his body twice to prevent his aura from leaking.

At this moment, there was no sound in the tent except for the sound of snoring! Outside the tent, the two Watchmen and the hounds were vigilantly watching their surroundings.

The time had come. It was inevitable to face the Watchmen.

At this thought, Wang Chen's eyes flickered coldly! The horn of death was blown! The aura of death began to spread.

His inner strength suddenly broke through the Open Gate and Heal Gate, and his strength instantly increased by 1.5 times. He arched his body slightly like a cheetah, getting ready to attack.

Flaming Moon, who was on Wang Chen's shoulder, had completely disappeared at this moment! It was replaced by excitement and agitation, as if it knew that a delicious meal was coming, and was eager to try it.

Wang Chen's body slowly moved closer to the tent.

When he was only twenty meters away from the enemy, Wang Chen's eyes burst with murderous intent, and his body suddenly exploded. If he continued to approach, he would only be discovered. Attacking directly was the best way.

At the moment when Wang Chen's body suddenly exploded, he displayed the Twelve Waves Slash.

Under the drive of True Inner Force, the Sword Qi was like a shocking rainbow, stirring up a thunderous sound. With an overwhelming sword shadow, it bombarded one of the True Martial Artists with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas.

At the same time, Flaming Moon, who was on Wang Chen's shoulder, let out a low roar. The demonic blue and red light in his eyes flickered rapidly, shining brightly. He suddenly jumped out from Wang Chen's shoulder and pounced on another True Martial Artist.

The blood-red crescent on his tail flashed coldly, revealing a bloodthirsty coldness, as if it was the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

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