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Chapter 326 - 32 - Very Cautious_2

Chapter 326: Chapter 32 - Very Cautious_2

Li Changhe glanced in the direction of the forest, and under the moonlight, he could barely see a huge shadow shaking in it. Trees swayed, and leaves fell like snowflakes.

His cheap godfather clearly hadn’t cleaned up that monster yet.

It should be because he couldn’t clean it up, so he had to delay instead.

At least, he wouldn’t let that monster mess things up again.

He tried to pull the Mo Blade out, but the blood was too slippery, and he failed three times.

Li Changhe could only helplessly give up the Mo Blade. He turned around and kicked a wild man rushing towards him in the chest, and the phantom of Yun Ting appeared behind him again. Her hair directly wrapped around the wild man’s neck and twisted hard.

"Little brother, how much physical strength do you have left? I don’t dare to use my skills casually." Yun Ting responded, her hair pulling and tossing the wild man away. She then took a horizontal knife from the arm of a dead Great Tang soldier.

As Li Changhe’s ghostly Symbiotic Body, every time she used her abilities, the host had to bear part of the consumption.

Li Changhe’s [Backpack] was still locked, so he had no support from medicine and could not recover quickly from consumption.

So, Yun Ting dared not casually take action.

Otherwise, if Brother Ting opened his heart and killed old Li, would it be considered draining him?

Li Changhe took the horizontal knife and glanced at his panel.

[Physical strength value: 64/110]

[Energy value: 53/90]

"Not bad, I’m also watching my [Skill] consumption. It’s not too big, but it’s a bit... hard to keep up." Li Changhe wiped the blood off his face and responded.

He dared not use a percentage-consuming skill like [Fierce Tiger Climbing Hard] anymore, as the consumption was too high. Li Changhe could only maintain [Hawkeye Demon Eyes] and use [Breath of Thunder] for a short time.

Even so, he couldn’t maintain such high-intensity combat for long. The continuous battles made Li Changhe a little tired.

Not far away, a steam soldier was smashing a hammerhead monster with explosive force.

The gears on his elbow were spinning fast, and hot steam was spraying from his back. His fist speed suddenly increased, and he punched the monster’s thigh.

The thick thigh broke directly.

However, a few wild men had climbed onto the steam soldier.

The steam soldier sprayed hot steam again to try and break free from the attack. However, one of the wild men still clung to his left arm, grabbing a gear.

The movement of the steam soldier’s left arm slowed down considerably, as if he had lost some of his strength.

More wild men pounced on the steam soldier, who struggled to fight back. Under his iron fist, countless wild men were killed. But as more gears were exposed and pulled apart,

The speed of the steam soldier began to slow down. It seemed that there was still a problem with the gear design, probably because of cooling or not anticipating this situation.

This most prestigious weapon of the Great Tang forces was being dismantled and defeated.

And when a hammerhead monster hit the back of the soldier, he knocked the steam soldier down, who was more than two meters tall.

Wild men immediately engulfed him. Was this the end where barbarism finally defeated technology?

"Damn it!" Li Changhe cursed silently, waving his horizontal knife in preparation for support.

Both the steam armor and the [Player] were effective in killing elite monsters. They couldn’t be consumed like this.

However, before he could run a few steps, he heard a mechanical call from the other side.

"General Li Ba, be careful! 0012 is about to self-destruct!" It was another steam soldier not far away.

He was attacking a hammerhead monster ready to break the camp fence, and the gears in his hands were spinning fast.

He tore the hammerhead monster apart with brute force. His armor was stained with blood.

They can talk?

"Self-destruct?" Li Changhe’s face changed.

Without time to weigh the consumption, he instantly used [Shadow Step], moving to a wounded Tang soldier fifteen meters away, stabbing his knife into the chest of a wild man about to sneak attack the Tang soldier. He then used the wild man’s corpse as a shield to block himself and the Tang soldier. [Friends] reminded the three to be careful of the explosion.

"Boom!" Then came a shrill explosion.

The steam soldier, who had been engulfed by the wild men, had turned into a torch by now. The spreading flames devoured wild men within ten meters.

The violent explosion and bright light made the battle pause for a moment.

Li Changhe pushed away the wild man’s body in front of him.

Even though they were more than twenty meters away, they could still feel the heat wave coming towards them.

This self-destruct of the steam armor probably triggered the engines on its body.

It wasn’t a pity, as the steam soldier’s situation wasn’t something Li Changhe could save now. Self-destruction before death was indeed a manly move.

However, Li Changhe noticed something strange. The wild men seemed to unconsciously move closer to the fire, but they seemed to have realized something.

They retreated one after another, howling.

"Were they attracted by the firelight?" Li Changhe thought, reaching out to help the injured Tang soldier on the ground.

The faceplate of the Tang soldier had been torn off, leaving a hideous wound on his young face.

The chainsaw of the halberd broke off, probably due to long hours of chopping.

The gunpowder bombs were also almost consumed, leaving him to fight the savages with only a horizontal blade before Li Changhe arrived.

Li Changhe had intended to help him up and get him to the rear for treatment. Cangyue Ming has medical skills and could assist.

However, the Tang army soldier weakly waved his hand, and only then did Li Changhe see that his lower abdomen had already been torn apart and blood had pooled on the floor.

The soldier could only hold his wound to prevent his entrails from spilling out.

But with such blood loss...even the Moon God’s [Hand of Healing]couldn’t save him.

[Skills]could only heal injuries but couldn’t restore the blood loss.

"Are you General Li Ba?" The Tang army soldier’s eyes widened, and his pupils were starting to dilate.

Li Changhe was silent for a moment and then nodded, "If you are talking about the Li Ba who killed rats in the plague, then yes, that’s me."

The young soldier’s face was incredibly pale, but he still smiled and said, "My father was also among the Thousand Cattle Guard, and he had fought alongside you. He often talked about it... it’s just a pity that I was too young at the time to fight alongside you. Now... I finally have. I am also... a comrade of a hero.... I..."

Seeing the young soldier’s voice fade, Li Changhe was silent for a moment.

He reached out and closed his eyes. Then he picked up his horizontal blade.

Looking back at the Great Tang soldiers fighting hard, Li Changhe felt an indescribable sense of something gathering around him.

Li Changhe knew what it was.

"In that case..." Li Changhe mumbled, "It should be about time."

As soon as the words fell,

Shiny moonlight came from afar, and the roar of the Moon God echoed throughout the camp.

"Hahahaha, it’s finally here!" The Moon God roared as a moonlight armor appeared on his body.

[Moonlight Throne]!

Finally, it was time to unlock his ability, and this time it was [Title Skill]!

Meanwhile, the last line of defense in the camp was the main military tent.

Cangyue Ming was in the main military tent, treating a soldier with a shredded arm.

Suddenly, he looked up and instantly ran out of the tent.

"It’s finally my turn!" Cangyue Ming swung both hands.

It seemed as if a group of glowing butterflies flew past him. In an instant, all battles within a radius of several tens of meters had stopped.

Dozens of thick vines emerged from the ground and wrapped around the savages, twisting them violently.

They died without ever understanding why their heads suddenly twisted backward...

And what were those vines that suddenly grew out?

The savages in the distance were in shock, watching their comrades twisting their bodies in an inexplicable way before breaking their necks in a bizarre posture.

This was Cangyue Ming’s [Title Skill] - [Dream of the Enigmatic Butterfly].

Like reality, like a dream, both real and fake, mixing truth with lies.

The moment he activated his title skill, he stole all the senses of the savages.

And forced suggestions upon them.

It was like telling a criminal that they would be cut open and bleed to death.

Then blindfolding him, wiping his wrist with a blunt knife, and simulating the sound of blood falling.

It wouldn’t be long before he killed himself with his suggestion.

And some physical symptoms were similar to excessive blood loss.

He believed, he thought, so he died.

Cangyue Ming had now amplified this point. Deceiving reality, mixing lies with truth.

The battle began to stabilize, as both the Moon God and Cangyue Ming could effectively kill and defeat the savages.

Li Changhe didn’t pay attention to Cangyue Ming and the Moon God’s actions, nor did he pursue the savages. Instead, he looked back in a certain direction.

His horizontal blade in hand tightened as he waited for something.

In the next second, the savage’s corpse several dozen meters away suddenly bounced up, and a dark shadow instantly escaped.

"You’re not taking action?" He Feng emerged from the pile of corpses a few steps away.

His eyes flickered, "It seems the other side is very cautious."

"They should be." Li Changhe said indifferently.

Snapping his fingers, a flash of Azure Flame appeared beside him, and the familiar sound of a chainsaw rang out again!

"I have many comrades!"