The young man was a little surprised that the Roman tribesmen who raided the camp could compete with the true disciples of Earth's sects. The continuous battle gradually turned his surprise into a dumbfounded exclamation. It was not until seven to eight minutes later when the Syloria sergeants, who had joined forces with the Earth's spellcasters, finally defeated the invaders that Zhang Lisheng finally snapped back to reality.
As soon as the battle ended, a dragon lizard covered in bruises with a section of its tail cut off, revealing a bloody section, dashed out of the jungle.
Upon seeing this giant monster running towards them ferociously, the Earth explorers could not help but exclaim and retreat in panic. Many of them staggered and fell to the ground, only Guo Caiying and Zhang Lisheng did not move at all.
The running dragon lizard suddenly stopped in front of Guo Caiying and its sharp claws dug deep into the jungle. A tall figure leaped down from the top of the giant lizard like a dark cloud and took off his helmet before kneeling on one knee. With a hoarse and low voice, he said, "Thank you for your help, distinguished lady from a foreign country. You've saved us from the bitter fruit of failure.
The Sylorians are not afraid of death, but they're afraid of not being able to win on the battlefield. "
Looking at the foreign world's chief warrior who was kneeling on the ground whose height was also at her chest, the solemn look that was completely different from his usual playful and cheerful expression, and sniffing the suffocating bloody smell emanating from him, Guo Caiying composed herself and said solemnly, "We're allies, Commander Ofalo.
You were attacked when you were helping us explore the jungle. No matter who the invaders are, we have the responsibility and obligation to defend against the enemy together. Are your casualties serious? Can you guess who launched this raid? "
"Three brave Sylorian warriors have returned to the embrace of the earth, and there are still five people who are seriously injured." Ofalo's face turned a little gloomy and was soon filled with hatred. "The only ones who would be so shameless as to shoot arrows at us Sylorians in the dark are the Ostarts. These scoundrels who would even tremble when they wave their sabers and axes on the battlefield." "Is that so?
Now that we know who launched the attack, it'll be easier for us to guard against it. " It was not convenient for Guo Caiying to express her opinion on this issue, so she said vaguely. After pondering for a while, she said, "Commander Ofalo, we have a doctor in our team. Let him help you treat the injured.
If it's convenient, I'd like to visit them as well. Is that okay? "
"It's our honor, honorable lady." Offro stood up and bowed deeply.
Guo Caiying nodded and said to a middle-aged man who was sitting on the ground with a pale face and a bald head not far away, "Doctor Song, take the first aid kit and follow me." Zhang Lisheng, who was behind her, pretended to be curious and followed closely behind her.
Seeing that Zhang Lisheng was going to follow Guo Caiying into the jungle, Liu Yiteng, who was still in shock, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something. In the end, he did not say anything. Instead, he secretly clenched his teeth and walked into the jungle as well.
The jungle was deep and dark. The fierce and terrifying battle in front had long scared away the poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. Even the sound of the insects could not be heard. Only the crackling sound of the raging fire burning the wet trees echoed in the air.
"W-What if this causes a forest fire? T-This is not a joke in such a dense forest. There'll be a big problem …" The bald middle-aged man, who was walking beside Zhang Lisheng in a panicked state, said incoherently as he held the shoulder strap of the first-aid kit tightly with his trembling hands while looking at the fire that penetrated through the forest.
"Don't worry, Doctor Song. The fire has been covered by our Shi Family's Vajra Four Magical Tools. It won't burn far." At this moment, a slow and leisurely voice resonated from somewhere and relieved the team doctor's worry.
"That's good. That's good …" Finally recalling that there were true disciples of Chinese sects secretly guarding around, the middle-aged man's face slowly regained some color as he nodded and said. The instant his words left his mouth, Guo Caiying, who was in front of him, asked, "Director Li, are there any casualties among our comrades from the Religious Affairs Bureau?"
"Don't worry, Guo Si. Such a small battle won't take our lives. It's just three to five people who suffered some superficial injuries." A breeze blew through the jungle. By the time the wind dissipated, a bald man with a square face and big ears wearing a windbreaker was already standing beside Guo Caiying with his palms pressed together.
It was apparent that this Buddhist true disciple, the leader of the younger generation, did not dare to play any tricks in front of the red noblewoman.
"That's good." Guo Caiying nodded in relief. Zhang Lisheng, who was following closely behind her, quietly looked at the bald man's uncontrollably trembling cheeks. He could vaguely guess that the battle just now was not as easy as he said.
"That's right, Director Liu. We can't let our guard down at a time like this. We must do a good job in the defense of the camp," After taking a few steps, Guo Caiying added again.
"Don't worry, Guo Si. Director Qian has already returned to the camp," the bald man said. As they spoke, the few of them came to a piece of scorched land where hundreds of giant trees were broken and the faint moonlight shone on the ground. There was a blazing fire burning all around.
The traces of the intense battle that had just ended could be seen everywhere. However, as soon as they got out of the jungle, Zhang Lisheng's gaze was immediately attracted by the few tall Roman warriors' corpses that were soaked in blood and their dead mounts. He could not see anything else.
At the same time, Guo Caiying, who was frowning as she looked at the corpses, coughed softly and asked, "Where are the injured warriors, Sir Offanro?"
Offanro's steel-like resolute face had a hint of sadness on it. He pointed at a small hill made of trees in the distance and said, "They're carrying out a funeral ceremony for the warriors who died with the other soldiers, honorable lady."
"Sir Offanro, if outsiders are allowed to participate in the ceremony, I also hope to send those brave warriors on their way," Guo Caiying thought about it and said politely.
"It's the deceased's honor." Offanro bowed solemnly and guided his ally to the small hill of trees. All of a sudden, someone asked from behind, "Sir Offanro, those corpses are left behind by the enemies who attacked you this time, right?"
When he turned around to look, he saw that it was the young man who had an unknown identity but seemed to be quite close to the honorable allied noble lady pointing at the enemy's corpses. Offanro nodded nonchalantly and said, "Yes, Sir. Those few corpses are the despicable Ostardians."
"That's the evidence. Keep it to yourself. When you interrogate the Ostardians in the future, if you have these corpses …" Zhang Lisheng reminded out of kindness but was interrupted by the ferocious chief Roman warrior in front of him with a ferocious smirk. "Honorable Sir, our country has different rules from your country. The Silorians never interrogate their enemies. We'll only kill them.
We'll leave the Ostardians' corpses here for the beasts to devour. Turning them into feces is the best ending for them. "
"Oh, I'm sorry. I just wanted to remind you out of kindness." Looking at Offanro's ferocious face, Zhang Lisheng smiled strangely. After explaining, he became completely silent.
After that, the Silorian warriors and their mounts were burned into ashes by the flames in the trees that were doused with special oil. Their ashes were then put into iron urns by their comrades.
The injured Silorian warriors were examined and treated by the Chinese team doctor.
When Guo Caiying personally consoled the injured true disciples of the Chinese sects, the young man did not say a word and merely watched quietly.
It was late at night. When all the aftermath work was done, Zhang Lisheng followed the girl back to the camp to rest just like how he came. After two to three hours, when the people in the room had fallen asleep, he quietly climbed out of the sleeping bag.
After moving his hands and feet, Zhang Lisheng smiled faintly in the dark. He took a deep breath and exhaled abruptly. A whistling hurricane began to blow in the dense forest outside the house. A few wisps of sand that were soaked by the rain flew into the wooden house through the crack of the door.
It floated and gathered in the sleeping bag under the young man's feet. The wet mud seemed to be molded by an invisible hand and quickly turned into an empty human shell.
After that, a milky white light that was almost invisible to the naked eye flashed by. The clay man had already turned into a human body that looked exactly like Zhang Lisheng.
"Nuwa has already mastered the power to mold people out of clay. It looks like I haven't completely wasted the past few months.
However, a method that consumes so much divine power to create a human has no practical meaning at all. There should be other techniques that I have yet to master. " Like looking at a mirror, Zhang Lisheng looked at the man who was reborn from the clay sculpture and was snoring softly in the sleeping bag. Then, he muttered and disappeared into the air.
When he reappeared, he had already returned to the scorched earth.
At this time, it had only been a few hours since the end of the battle. The escaped beasts had yet to return. Zhang Lisheng strolled up to the corpses of the attackers that were abandoned. When he saw that they did not show any signs of being swallowed, he smiled in satisfaction and bent down. Without warning, he grabbed the arm of a dead body and tore it off forcefully.
"Hah! The physical fitness of the Romany people is even more exaggerated than my speculation. At least three tons of force is needed to tear off an arm. If it's an Earthling, according to the Heidelberg Experiment, only one ton of force is needed to tear off their limbs.
In other words, the muscle fiber toughness and bone density of these 'big guys' are more than three times that of Earthlings. It's a pity that I don't have any instruments and the experimental materials are not enough so I can't get accurate data, "Zhang Lisheng muttered habitually. Zhang Lisheng muttered under his breath habitually and threw his broken arm aside. Reaching out his hand, he touched the neck of the Roman warrior that he had destroyed to the point that he had no complete corpse left.
"One, two, three, four …" Wiping off the bloodstains on the thick neck of the dead body, the young man carefully looked at the few bone-deep wounds and sighed. "Six fatal attacks on his vital parts and he only died after his head was almost chopped off. This vitality is comparable to an earthworm.
A world without supernatural power? What the f * ck? Don't tell me that only the power to cast spells is considered as a supernatural power? Is it wrong to make Romany my second conquest target … "
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