Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Bloody and tangy.

The thick liquid was still flowing slowly, running through a man's forehead, dripping down, and hitting the face of the woman beneath him.

The woman frowned, her nose itched, and she wanted to sneeze.

The man quickly reached out his hand secretly and covered her mouth and nose: "Anjing, are you looking for death?"

Peng Li opened her eyes, her pupils filled with humiliation, unwillingness... and fear.

Soon she held her breath in resignation and remained motionless.

The man is Zeng Jian, a warrior from the merchant guild.

They are playing dead.

The two of them were buried under a pile of dead bodies, covered in plasma. Zeng Jian threw himself on Peng Li. He was able to suppress his vital signs and thus hide the swarm of blood spiders that were passing by. .

As for the other caravan members.

Then they all died.

Someone next to the sand bandit commander Matt was cut into dead souls by a casual sweep of Lu Meng's long knife; most of the people were turned into bloody corpses under the indiscriminate attacks of the blood spiders.

Only Zeng Jian responded promptly.

His strength far exceeds that of anyone in the Sand Bandit Army, and he was the first to notice Lu Meng's strength.

...war level!

The warrior's heart trembled.

He was born in Union City and was trained by the merchant guild. He knew what this meant better than the grass in these countryside.

One man captures the city, and one man forms an army.

Even on the Buster front where the battle between the Empire and the Holy Kingdom was fiercest.

Union City can only permanently station two war-level generals.

Zeng Jian didn't dare to expose his identity, let alone take action... People like him, although they were at the corps level, were just high-level cannon fodder in Bast and could not affect the outcome of a battle - but Just imagine the difference.

How dare you get involved in a situation involving war-level appearances?

As for the bandit army...

That is even more vulnerable.

"I just didn't expect that a war-level person could come out of such a remote place..." Zeng Jian made a wild guess, "Seta? Waltner? Alke?"

But soon, reality overturned these possibilities.

A war-level weapon capable of driving insect swarms...

Zeng Jian didn't know if this was a machinist's black technology, and he didn't know if Sword Master Alke had this ability... But whoever could do this must have been extremely crazy, and it was impossible for him to remain unknown in the past. .

Just like the two senior judges.

If there really was an insect swarm as a boost, they wouldn't be able to put the flames all the way to Heft, the capital of the United Cities, and burn them wherever they went - provided that before that, they were not regarded by their own people as heretics who had taken refuge in Narko Come to judgment.

Then the answer is obvious.

The new war-level…blood spider army…

If you can bring this information to President Long En, then the credit you can get will be far greater than completing the task in a satisfactory manner!

That's when it soared into the sky.

What Yamudou... screw him.

However, the premise of all this is that they can find a way to escape from here alive.

Zeng Jian closed his eyes and felt the vibrations around him: These blood spiders should be gathering the corpses together and then starting to eat.

So many corpses... It would take several days and nights just to eat them all, right?

He is no better than a sand bandit.

As long as we can get away from that war-level sight, we can look for opportunities again.

Zeng Jian had the confidence to break through the pursuit of the insect swarm... After all, in terms of individual strength, only those insect mothers could rival him...

Just as the samurai was thinking about it in his mind.

A sudden chill ran down my spine.

The sound of tearing flesh and blood was heard falling from the sky.

Zeng Jian was startled and could not continue to pretend to be dead. He turned over and drew the knife, blocking it above his head.

Keng——

The samurai fell to his knees.

On the other side, Peng Li looked up to the sky and opened her eyes, staring blankly. She saw:

The man wearing a gold and iron hat and a long coat was looking down at them - the other person covered his face with a cloth, but from this angle, he could just meet his indifferent eyes.

It was like looking at two dead people.

Zeng Jian struggled to hold the knife with one hand and pressed the back of the knife with the other, holding on tightly.

But Lu Meng just waved a long knife as high as a person with one hand, cut open the pile of corpses, and pressed the opponent's blade casually, so that he could not get up.

In his sight,

A string of floating words "Pretending to be dead" disappeared.

Displaying more environmental information is useful... he thought to himself.

However, the opponent obviously underestimated his ability to control the blood spiders. Not to mention that he had arranged for a swarm to block the edge of the battlefield. Even if he encounters an abnormality when handling the corpse, he can quickly pass it on.

While Lu Meng was thinking, he pressed down the long knife in his hand inch by inch.

Zeng Jian's bones all over his body made explosive sounds.

"Wait, you can't kill us!" Peng Li said quickly, "We are different from bandits, we are..."

"Oh?" Lu Meng said calmly, "Who are you?"

His hands didn't stop moving.

Peng Li hesitated for a moment and looked at Zeng Jian subconsciously.

The other party was trembling all over now, gritting his teeth, but couldn't even muster the strength to speak.

It doesn't take a moment, not even to be hacked to death.

He was also about to be crushed to death.

"We are a merchant guild with second-level operating privileges!" She shouted immediately, "With such strength... With your status, you probably don't know what this means-"

I didn't expose it before so as not to cause more trouble.

At this moment, this identity is the only thing that can help them save their lives.

"The rest of our members who were involved in the sand bandit formation are all to blame themselves. No wonder, Your Excellency," Peng Li forced herself to cheer up. "But if you still take action now and spread the word, you will not give face to the merchant guild."

"Yes, yes." At this time, a herdsman stepped forward bravely, "This... sir, I saw what they gave to those bandits before, and then the bandit leader was very respectful... …These merchants probably have a lot of background.”

"Be careful." There were others in the distance, but they couldn't help but agree.

These people don't know what to call Lu Meng, and he possesses such power that is almost like a ghost. They don't know if he is a human... But in general, the other party still helped him, and it is necessary to remind him.

Everyone knows the names of the United City and the Merchant Guild.

Even the Aucklanders, who are known as the people of God, are blocked in the Valley of Iron - I am afraid that even the true messengers of the gods will have to weigh themselves before the empire's army of warriors and iron crossbow formations.

Listen to these humble herdsmen echo.

Peng Li's originally panicked heart returned to a bit of complacency.

The merchant's guild's signboard is indeed a universal amulet.

"No..." came a muttered voice with gritted teeth.

It turned out that it was Zeng Jian who had difficulty speaking.

But the fact that he was able to speak also showed that the other party had relaxed his strength, which was a sign of hesitation.

Peng Li originally wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

"Second level charter..."

But I heard Lu Meng ask: "What is your relationship with Long En?"

"This man used to be the president's personal soldier, and I was the director of the chamber of commerce directly under the president." Peng Li's eyes lit up, and then she said mysteriously: "Since you know the president, you must know Yamudu."

"That gentleman is performing a mission nearby. I think it is almost successful. If you have any cooperation, you can also negotiate with him..."

Both soft and hard tactics, bluffing, psychological suggestion... At this moment, Peng Li has used all the means at her disposal, and even the status and reputation of Yamudou's past business have been used to fake the power of the tiger.

But then, Lu Meng was heard saying: "Yamudu? I know."

For some reason, there was no emotion in his words, and Peng Li and Zeng Jian couldn't see his expression clearly through the turban, but they always felt that the other person was smiling.

"It's just that," he continued, "when Yamudou died..."

"It's much cleaner than you."