The pirate was so scared he nearly pissed himself. Pointing in one direction, he stammered, "Th-they fled northeast! O-our boss... he took some men and went after them himself!"
Qin Feng’s gaze swept over the other surrendered pirates. They all nodded frantically, like chickens pecking at grain.
His eyes then fell to the ground.
Sure enough, on the path leading northeast, he discovered a series of combat tracks belonging to Power Armor, as well as... some enormous footprints that weren’t human, filled with a chaotic and evil aura.
SHING—!
Having gotten the information he wanted, Qin Feng flicked his wrist.
The heads of the surrendered pirates flew into the air.
With that done, he turned to look at the Female Martial Artists who were still bound in chains, their eyes numb and vacant.
He swung his Long Spear, slicing through all of their chains.
"You’re safe now."
Leaving them with those cold words, he didn’t linger for a moment longer. The engine of his Power Armor roared to life, and he transformed into a black streak of light, following the intermittent combat tracks on the ground as he sped northeast in pursuit.
...
Qin Feng’s speed was pushed to its absolute limit.
Aided by his Power Armor, the terrifying explosive power from his high Life Force Index of 270 was unleashed to its fullest potential.
He was like a black whirlwind, sweeping across the desolate Gobi.
Along the way, the signs of battle grew more frequent and more brutal.
There were deep craters smashed into the ground by immense force, scorch marks from the blasts of Energy Weapons, and... fragments of Fearless Warband Standard Power Armor.
Soon, after tracking them for several dozen kilometers, a series of roars filled with despair and rage, along with the thunderous clash of weapons, finally reached him from a distance.
Qin Feng looked toward the sounds.
In an open basin, he saw Zou Yun, Yin Jing, Qin Lan, and a dozen other students, also clad in Fearless Warband Power Armor, formed into a crumbling defensive formation. They were desperately fighting for their lives against a terrifying monster that was hunting them down.
Every one of them was injured, their Power Armor heavily damaged. They were clearly on the brink of exhaustion.
And before them, the monster hunting them down made Qin Feng’s pupils contract once more.
It was a horrifying humanoid monster standing over four meters tall. Its entire body was a mass of knotted muscle, and its skin was an unnatural dark red, as if lava flowed through its veins.
A pair of huge, savage, ram-like horns grew from its head. Its face was covered in brass runes representing slaughter and glory, and it constantly let out roars filled with the fury of war.
In its hand, it gripped a terrifying greatblade, wider than a door panel and covered in serrated edges and blood grooves.
A Believer of Khorne!
And an extremely powerful one, at that—a believer whose Life Force Index was definitely over 200!
The moment Qin Feng arrived, Qin Lan, who was in the thick of the siege, spotted him immediately.
’That jet-black Power Armor, with its violent aesthetic!’
’The familiar black Alloy Long Spear!’
’That familiar Fierce Owl footwork, which seemed to blend into the surroundings and made his movements impossible to track!’
’It’s Qin Feng!’
Just then, the Believer of Khorne that had been frantically hunting the students suddenly stopped in its tracks.
Its eyes, filled with tyranny and madness, slowly turned toward Qin Feng, who had just arrived on the battlefield.
It could feel it.
A delicious aura, countless times more powerful than these ’sheep’ before it. An aura brimming with vigorous life force and Combat Will, one that made the very blood in its veins surge with excitement!
"Heheheh—"
It let out a low, raspy laugh that sounded like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other.
"These so-called geniuses under the Emperor are nothing special. Just a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered."
It stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked its fanged lips, locking its gaze firmly on Qin Feng, its eyes filled with greed and fanaticism.
"Now, it seems someone decent has finally shown up."
"Little one, your aura is so much stronger than these weaklings! You are a true genius!"
"And I..."
It raised its Bloody Giant Blade high, pointed it at Qin Feng, and let out an earth-shattering roar!
"...will offer the blood of a genius like you to the Blood God, and your skull to the Skull Throne!!!"
The instant the words left its mouth, the ground beneath its feet exploded. Its massive body shot forward like a cannonball, charging ferociously toward Qin Feng with unstoppable momentum!
Faced with this earth-shattering strike, Qin Feng’s expression remained as tranquil as an undisturbed well.
He struck with his spear.
[Fierce Owl Chasing Shadow!]
A flash of black lightning, too fast for the naked eye to follow and seemingly capable of piercing the boundaries of time and space, flickered and vanished.
Time itself seemed to freeze in that instant.
The charging figure of the once-imperious Believer of Khorne suddenly froze in place.
The fanatical and savage expression was still plastered on its face.
But a small hole had appeared between its brows.
The next second.
An indescribably terrifying force, condensed to its absolute limit, erupted from within its skull with the small hole as its epicenter!
BANG!!!
Its massive, ugly, and savage head instantly burst apart, like a watermelon detonated from the inside!
Immediately after, this destructive power surged down its spine!
Its entire body, from head to toe, exploded inch by inch, turning into a gruesome rain of blood, flesh, and shattered bone that filled the sky!