Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 118 Who would believe it if it was a misunderstanding?

"Anan, do we really have to do this?" A man in his thirties looked at the man not far away with hesitation on his face.

"Why not do this? This is a secret realm. When these people on the ground wake up, they will compete with us for resources." The speaker was a man with a scratch on his face that destroyed half of his face. He called

Nie Chengzhao.

"If you don't want to do it, then leave." The man named Anan glanced at Xiaobei.

He and Xiaobei were in the same mercenary group, but they were not familiar with each other. At this time, meeting someone who agreed to join their team was already the limit.

If Xiaobei was dragging his feet and holding them back, Anan would never let people stay in this team.

Even if it is a yellow-level beast creator with decent strength.

"I...I didn't say I wouldn't do it." Xiaobei's face looked like he was about to cry. He wanted to leave now, but if he left now, there would be no team for him to join.

All the teams exploring the secret realm have entered the only forest within sight. Those who are staying here now are all people who want to eliminate the hidden dangers that are still unconscious on the ground and make a small fortune on the way.

If he leaves this team, the fastest and safest option is to join another team on the spot, but the people present are all people who have murderous intentions for the people who are still unconscious. Which team he joins will end up with Anan.

There is no difference.

Therefore, it is simply impossible for him to join another team at this time, and there is no chance.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't leave, but if he was asked to kill someone, Xiaobei wouldn't dare.

He had only killed strange beasts and people who deserved to be killed. For such a defenseless person who had not offended him, he simply could not get over it.

Xiaobei didn't dare to take action, but many people did.

Those who stayed knew very well what the purpose of staying was. Isn't it just to reduce one competitor for themselves?

So there will be no mercy at all at this time.

Not only was he not merciless, he even touched the corpse after finishing the job.

With so many people, there is always someone who has some treasures in their hands, not to mention a few fat sheep with space inscriptions or space creation beasts.

These people had a tacit understanding, probably because they were afraid that someone would wake up if the time went on, so they did not fight with each other.

But it's not so great for people lying on the ground.

One life after another was robbed in a coma.

Nie Chengzhao took out a long knife and cut off the head of the nearest person. He looked at the resources that had been lost due to the person's death and clicked his tongue. He didn't expect that this was a person who had the space to create beasts.

According to the common sense of Tiangong Continent, those who have space to create beasts must be at least a green-level beast creator.

Nie Chengzhao was in a good mood when he thought that he had killed a green-level beast-creator without any effort.

After blowing a whistle, Nie Chengzhao looked up and saw Xiaobei still standing stupidly. His good mood was instantly ruined.

After picking out what he wanted from a pile of supplies, Nie Chengzhao walked up to Anan and said in a joking tone: "That friend of yours is not very good."

Anan had just touched a knife of good quality and was wondering how much money he could make by selling it. Suddenly he heard Nie Chengzhao's words and he didn't react for a moment.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Xiaobei not far away. One look at Anan's appearance and he knew that Xiaobei hadn't moved a hand until now.

"If not, then throw it away. I'm not familiar with him, so there's no need to ask me specifically." Anan's tone was very cold, as if he was talking about an insignificant stranger.

"Okay, I understand." Nie Chengzhao nodded. It would be better to have less burdensome people in the team in the secret realm, but more cannon fodder can be considered.

Nie Chengzhao had already walked to Anan's side and was not going to go far away. He went directly to find the target nearby.

Anan saw Nie Chengzhao's movements and specifically chose a place opposite to Nie Chengzhao to touch.

After walking a few steps, Anan saw a very special person among the unconscious team.

That was a little boy who looked to be no more than thirteen years old. He was probably the youngest among the two thousand people who entered this secret realm.

But the most attractive thing is not the little boy's age, but his face.

On that face, black, brown-black, red, and green marks ruined a face that was originally pretty and made people hate it.

Anan frowned, there was no sympathy in his eyes, and he stabbed the sword in his hand without hesitation.

Just as the sword was about to reach the little boy, Anan saw the little boy open his eyes.

They were a pair of very beautiful black eyes, shining like obsidian.

At this time, the sharp sword light reflected in those black eyes.

People actually woke up at this time?

Anan's eyes were a little surprised, and he didn't know whether to call this little boy lucky or unlucky.

There was no hesitation in the movements of his hands. Anan knew very well that at this speed, no matter what level the beast creator was, he would not have time to summon his own beast.

But the accident just happened.

The attack that was thought to be absolutely impossible to block simply missed its target.

The long sword didn't know what it hit, and the huge resistance caused it to break into two pieces.

Anan took a deep breath, and at the same time, his actions were noticed.

Everyone looked at the little boy who stood up little by little. For some unknown reason, no one made any move.

Qi Qi bent down and picked up the long sword that was broken into two parts. His eyes flashed with ridicule and coldness, and he looked at Anan: "You want to kill me?"

There was no trace of murderous intent in the low and gentle tone, but something more terrifying than murderous intent poured out.

"I..." Anan subconsciously took a step back, and it was this step that made him aware of the gap between himself and the other party.

Even if the little boy in front of him looks no more than ten years old, his aura is not that of an ordinary person.

Everyone knew that there was no way they could do anything to this little boy.

It's not a big problem if the person is unconscious, since it's impossible to know who killed him anyway.

But if a sober person takes action rashly, even if he kills the other party in the end, it is difficult to be sure whether he will be sought for revenge.

The methods of the aristocratic sect are not something that they, who are fighting alone, can understand. If their information is exposed, they will receive endless and crazy revenge, until they die.

Everyone looked at Qi Qi, but no one moved, nor did they think of helping Anan.

There is no need to risk one's life for others since they are unfamiliar people.

Except for one person.

Xiaobei noticed the situation here. Although he was scared, he still took a step forward: "This young master, this is..."

"You want to say there is a misunderstanding? But do you think this looks like it?" Qi Qi finished what Xiaobei had not said, his eyes were cold and full of mockery.

Qi Qi: I look like such a stupid person. I can tell it’s not a misunderstanding at a glance.

(End of chapter)