Chapter 99

"It seems you're quite confident!" Cheng Yang sneered coldly. "If you're eager to die, just make your move. If not, wait until I finish asking my questions."

With that, Cheng Yang ignored the scar-faced man and turned to the middle-aged woman, asking, "Sister, don't worry. Although I'm alone, I don't really fear this group. Tell me the details of what happened. Where are the people they keep? How did you find out they were keeping women?"

The middle-aged woman replied, "Not far ahead, there used to be an underground parking lot. During the earthquake, the high-rise buildings collapsed, but the underground area remained intact. These people took over the parking lot and turned it into their den of iniquity. Today, we met a woman who had escaped from there. Otherwise, we wouldn't have known about this situation."

The scar-faced man, seeing Cheng Yang's calm expression, felt a bit uneasy. After hearing the middle-aged woman's words, he immediately said, "You're talking nonsense. We were just being kind to them. If we hadn't rescued them from the ruins, they would have starved to death. We even find food for them every day. They are grateful to us and choose to stay with us. What's wrong with that?"

"Bullshit!" the angry woman retorted, "If it were voluntary, would Xiao Ling have bruises all over her body? Don't think your despicable deeds can be hidden. Today, we will fight to the death to eliminate you scum."

"Kill me? Do you even have the ability?" The scar-faced man's arrogance flared up.

With that, the scar-faced man raised his wooden bow, nocked an arrow, and shot it at the woman.

The speed of the arrow was too fast for the woman to dodge. In the blink of an eye, it hit her abdomen. However, the woman's remaining health was not completely drained by the scar-faced man's single arrow, so she was still standing.

A surge of anger rose in Cheng Yang's heart. He was still talking to them, and someone dared to shoot an arrow at his back?

"It seems you're really tired of living!" Cheng Yang raised his mithril staff, and an ice ball slowly formed at the tip...

This was a technique for casting spells, which could slow down the casting process, but it was impossible to speed it up. The speed of casting was controlled by the rules and could be slowed down but not accelerated.

The appearance of the ice ball undoubtedly shocked many people. They had seen mages before, but they had never heard of a mage who could cast ice balls. Now, one suddenly appeared before them, how could they not be surprised?

"You... what kind of skill is that?" The scar-faced man's shock gradually turned to fear, a fear of the unknown. Although he didn't think the ice ball could immediately kill him, he felt that the situation was slipping out of his control.

Cheng Yang smiled mockingly and said, "You've never seen such a skill? It's not only beautiful but can also take lives."

With that, Cheng Yang decided not to play around anymore. He swung his staff, and the ice ball instantly detached and shot straight at the scar-faced man's forehead.

The scar-faced man's face showed a flash of fear after hearing Cheng Yang's last words. As someone who often killed, he was actually more afraid of death than others. However, he had no other actions to take, and his terrified expression was frozen on his face.

The scar-faced man's life was instantly drained, and the impact of the ice ball threw him several meters away, where he fell to the ground without any final struggle.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden death of the scar-faced man.

It was known that the scar-faced man had taken a life potion before stopping, so his health must have been full. Although a beginner archer apprentice only had 25 health points, it was hard to believe that he could be killed instantly by another combatant.

How much attack power did the other side have? At least 25 points or more, everyone guessed.

Everyone present began to feel intimidated. Even if they were attacked by someone of equal strength, they wouldn't lose their lives.

But Cheng Yang was different. If he wanted to kill anyone, it was just a matter of a thought, and others had no chance to dodge. Besides, if his attack power was already so strong, could his speed be weak? Although they didn't know how powerful a mid-level apprentice combatant was, they knew the strength of a mid-level first-stage mutated beast.

"You... you..." The middle-aged man and woman were the first to recover. They were still on good terms with Cheng Yang, so their fear was less intense. However, the shock Cheng Yang had given them was so strong that they didn't know how to talk to him.

Cheng Yang smiled and said, "Don't be surprised. You will be this strong in the future, and it won't take long."

Indeed, it wouldn't take long, at most half a year. Of course, Cheng Yang's standard was to be able to instantly kill a first-stage beginner. To reach the peak of the first stage, it would be much harder to say if they could achieve it within half a year.

After saying that, Cheng Yang didn't care about their thoughts and turned to look at the remaining people on the other side. Although he hadn't seen the women they were keeping, he had already drawn a conclusion from the actions of both sides.

"Since you have lost your humanity, you don't need to be human anymore." With that, Cheng Yang didn't hold back and continuously shot ice balls, instantly killing everyone regardless of their profession...

In the moment of shock, two people had already died at Cheng Yang's hands.

"This guy is going to wipe us out! Everyone, fight him to the death." Someone shouted, and they all raised their weapons and attacked Cheng Yang.

These people knew that they had to fight to the death. Since they were going to die anyway, they might as well take a chance!

The warriors charged forward, trying to use their shields to block Cheng Yang's attacks, even hoping to limit his movement with their shields to create more attack opportunities for those behind.

But in an instant, they realized how ridiculous their thoughts were.

Although they raised their shields, they couldn't hold them under Cheng Yang's ice ball attacks. They were thrown away, and the ice balls hit them directly in the chest, draining their health.

Although these desperate people couldn't hurt Cheng Yang, he didn't want to engage in close combat. Who would willingly let weapons hit them?

The ranged attacks were harder to avoid. For a moment, several magic missiles and arrows hit Cheng Yang, but he was unharmed.

Seeing their companions who had committed crimes with them being killed one by one, and unable to break through Cheng Yang's defense, their determination to fight to the death gradually waned. This wasn't fighting to the death; it was just sending themselves to their deaths.

At this moment, the other side's thirty-odd people also realized that since Cheng Yang was so powerful, they wouldn't miss this opportunity to strike while the iron was hot.

The scene quickly became chaotic again, with the sound of weapons clashing echoing through the night.

"Run!" Someone shouted, completely breaking the morale of the defeated soldiers, and they all fled in a panic.

Cheng Yang had already stopped attacking. It wasn't that he suddenly felt sympathy, but that he couldn't tell who should be killed. After all, the two groups were mixed together, and there were no obvious differences in their clothing, making it easy to make mistakes in the dark.

Although Cheng Yang wasn't helping, the scar-faced man's group had completely given up resistance and only wanted to escape from this desperate situation. The battle became very easy for the middle-aged man's group.

A few minutes later, except for a few who managed to escape, all of the scar-faced man's group were killed.

The next task was to clean up the battlefield. Soon, the middle-aged man came over with a few pieces of equipment, his tone polite but with a hint of fear, saying, "Sir, this... this is the equipment left by those people, all with good attributes."

Cheng Yang didn't look at the items. He knew better than anyone what good items were available in the main city of Xiangcheng. These pieces of equipment were ordinary items bought from the store, and the seven or eight items together were worth no more than 500 spirit points, which Cheng Yang naturally didn't care about.

"You keep them. They're useless to me," Cheng Yang said calmly. "Also, you can rescue the trapped women. I won't go."

With that, Cheng Yang turned to walk in the direction where Liu Xiyue was hiding. But after just a few steps, the middle-aged woman said, "Sir, could you help us one more time? There are probably still many of them in the basement. I'm worried that those who escaped will return and harm the women. With our speed, we might not make it in time..."

Cheng Yang stopped immediately. As someone who had survived for a year in the apocalypse, he had become indifferent to life. He had helped these people because he felt that the scar-faced man's group had lost their humanity and would only be a menace if left alive.

However, he didn't want to have too much involvement with these combatants. In the past, he had saved refugees from Xiangcheng because they were easy to control. Bringing them back to Luofeng Village, they wouldn't and couldn't leave, ensuring the village's secrecy in the early stages. But if he brought the combatants from Xiangcheng back, it would be a different story.

That's why he had left after killing the scar-faced man's group. Now, seeing their plea for help, he was hesitant.

"Lord, why don't you help them?" Liu Xiyue had come out from behind the broken wall.

PS: Finally, a steward has been born. Thank you, Chixin Shui, and thank all the fans...

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