At the moment the opponent was frozen and sealed, he was still alive and fresh, so the blood Zhang Chen absorbed was also fresh.
Only to see Zhang Chen extend his palm, a sinister bat mouth emerged from the center of his palm, two fangs sparkling with cold light flashed out directly piercing into the opponent’s skull.
[Skill 3 (Tier 2): Limb Regeneration (0/10000000)]
The Bloodsucking Technique had already evolved into Limb Regeneration, and as he finished absorbing all the blood from a person’s body, the Golden Finger Interface refreshed:
[Skill 3 (Tier 2): Limb Regeneration (50/10000000)]
"One person is worth fifty experience points; there are over a thousand people here, which translates into fifty thousand experience points. Although it’s insignificant compared to a million, it saves me a lot of points and helps me find another path of evolution. After all, this is the Northern Land, the territory of Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, where there is no shortage of enemies. If I could absorb all of Prince Pingbian’s million-strong army, it would be enough for my third skill to upgrade once more."
Zhang Chen’s hands continued to move, watching as he drained the blood from one person, he then moved in front of a second, using the Ice Seal Technique to freeze the opponent first, binding their hands and feet so they could not resist, then proceeded with the bloodsucking himself, in order not to alert anyone or cause any disturbance.
Since his skill upgraded to the second tier, Zhang Chen’s speed in absorbing blood was unusually fast. It took merely the time of five breaths to absorb the blood from one body.
Before long, all the people inside the large tent were turned into dried corpses by Zhang Chen. He withdrew his hand and, looking at the corpses in the tent, his face remained calm: "Everyone, don’t blame me. We originally had no grievances; it was only a difference in stance. If I don’t kill you today, should Prince Pingbian’s Mansion issue an order in the future, you would surely not spare me."
Both sides stood opposed, a life-or-death feud, how could Zhang Chen possibly be merciful?
The next moment, Zhang Chen transformed into a stream of water and slipped out of the tent, entering another. He continued his same old tricks, showing no mercy to the common soldiers within.
As the bloodsucking increased and the lives in his hands multiplied, a crimson blood glow began to flash in Zhang Chen’s eyes, radiating a sinister red light in the darkness.
Now, deep in the night, everyone was sound asleep, and as Zhang Chen slaughtered his way through, not a ripple was stirred, and those soldiers died in their dreams without any pain.
Seeing more and more dead soldiers, Zhang Chen grew increasingly adept, but just as he was about to finish his massacre, he finally encountered trouble.
After slaughtering another tent, Zhang Chen slipped into the next one, only to find there was only one person inside.
"It seems this person’s identity is not simple, resembling that of a camp’s Official," Zhang Chen’s gaze shifted to the sleeping bed. The next moment, he directed the water flow to freeze over, but who knew that as soon as the flow was about to reach the person, the man lying on the bed suddenly sprang up, rolled off the bed, grabbed a large knife at hand, and directly struck at the water flow.
"Boy, I have refined Martial Dao Qi Blood, attained Seeing God, able to sense danger before it arrives. Trying to assassinate me is an utter joke." The man’s long knife slashed through the water flow, which turned into ice, freezing the knife directly within.
The man was momentarily stunned: "Abnormal People?"
"Someone come! There’s an assassin!" Seeing Zhang Chen use his superpower, the man dared not be negligent and hurriedly shouted towards the outside of the tent.
Zhang Chen shook his head at this: "Don’t bother shouting, all the Officials in the entire camp have been killed by me; you’re the last one."
"To think Prince Pingbian’s Mansion also nurtured a Martial Dao Qi Blood strongman, which makes sense, as the Inspection and Supervision Department has cultivated Martial Dao Qi Blood experts. There’s no reason for Prince Pingbian’s Mansion to fall behind." Zhang Chen realized suddenly, though he hadn’t expected that Martial Dao experts would have near-prophetic abilities, such intuition was indeed mysterious; the ability to sense danger before it arrives was practically a cheat.
When the Samurai heard Zhang Chen saying that he had killed all soldiers in the camp, his face changed, and he thrust a punch, the punch carrying unique power and containing a thousand-pound force, directly shattering the ice Zhang Chen created. The long knife was pulled free, then turned and slashed at the camp wall, propelling himself out through the tent seam. Once he steadied himself, looking at the deathly silent camp, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
"You executioner, you’re not human, those were a thousand lives, how could you bear to be so ruthless?" The general’s eyes reddened, filled with rage and sorrow. They were his comrades, fighting side by side for years, brothers who entrusted their backs to each other, surviving countless perils. Who would have thought they wouldn’t fall at the hands of the outside border’s Demon Race, but instead die at the hands of their own?"
"Since we are enemies, there’s no consideration of race anymore, killing is just killing! We originally had no grievances; I shouldn’t have killed you, but you’re serving Prince Pingbian’s Mansion." Zhang Chen’s voice was without any fluctuation, showing no guilt whatsoever.
"I will kill you to avenge my brothers!" The man said, launching himself like a leopard at Zhang Chen, aiming to cut him down with his knife.