Chapter 32
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The soldiers began to clean up the battlefield.
The wilderness was cruel. In a simple encounter, the army lost nearly 60 people. As for the death rate of ordinary people, because they panicked and fled, this allowed the corpse beetle larvae to take advantage of the situation. More than 100 people died in this battle. Some of the body parts were scattered to the side. Because of being gnawed, these corpses could not even be reassembled.
Chen Feng stood in place, looking at the wailing and crying people, some thoughts flashed through his eyes.
He changed the trajectory a little.
If he did not summon the Demon-Hunting Spider, everyone present would have become food for the Mother of Corpse Beetles. Even Zhou Xian, a person who would become famous in the future, would not be able to escape from the mouth of a Silver-level monster.
The trajectory was changed during the battle with the deformed beast.
If he did not help the army to kill the deformed beast, the army that suffered heavy losses would immediately return to the base camp to recover their strength. When they were ready, they would clear out the city in one fell swoop.
It felt like a theory of causality.
Chen Feng had saved some people. However, in this battle, he had inadvertently caused the deaths of even more people.
There was no guilt.
He just watched quietly, like a bystander. The survivors hugged their heads and cried, even the soldiers on the side were trembling. A squad of ten people, he was the only one who survived.
Death.
This was a very common occurrence in the apocalypse.
Luck would not always favor the weak. Even if you were lucky enough to escape once, without the support of power, a random disaster could take away your life.
Life was not as good as grass.
This was the most realistic portrayal of this world.
As far as Chen Feng was concerned, he had more important things to consider.
Blood sacrifice.
In a battle, the human corpses reached more than 100. The corpse beetle larvae left more than 50 corpses under the revenge of the humans, two Bronze Corpse Beetles, the biggest cake in the middle of the grassland, the Demon-Hunting Spider and the Mother of Corpse Beetles.
An amazing harvest.
This was enough to start a real blood sacrifice.
Chen Feng's hands were trembling. Even with his temperament, it was difficult to control the excitement in his heart. He wanted to start the ritual now and summon the devil.
However, before that, he had to clean up the surrounding people.
No one wanted their loved ones' bodies to be defiled. Once they were sacrificed in front of everyone, Chen Feng would only have two choices: kill them or be labeled as heretics.
Neither of them was a good choice. This would make his plan go down the drain.
Compared to the extreme, he had a better idea.
Chen Feng walked towards Feng Zhiyong.
Having just escaped death, Feng Zhiyong still had some lingering fears. He looked at the Demon-Hunting Spider in front of him with a dazed expression.
The battle between the Demon-Hunting Spider and the Mother of Corpse Puppets refreshed his understanding of the Apocalypse.
How many of these monsters were there?
Ordinary guns were completely ineffective.
Professionals!
He needed more warriors like the Vine Warlocks, because only professionals with similar strange abilities could defeat these invulnerable monsters.
It wasn't until Chen Feng came to his side that Feng Zhiyong woke up from his imagination.
When he saw Chen Feng, a trace of astonishment appeared on his face. As the person in charge of J City, he was not a man who would show his emotions on his face. However, the battle earlier was too horrifying. The fact that everyone was able to survive was largely due to Chen Feng's contribution.
Feng Zhiyong took a deep look at Chen Feng. Perhaps it was due to the demon-hunting spider's support that caused some changes to Chen Feng's appearance and temperament.
Sharp, majestic.
Feng Zhiyong felt some pressure from Chen Feng.
Not caring about what Feng Zhiyong thought, Chen Feng went straight to the point: "You have to leave this place as soon as possible. The smell of blood here is too strong. It will soon attract the attention of other monsters."
You?
Feng Zhiyong heard some key words. He frowned and said: "Are you not coming with us?"
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