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Chapter 443 0442: Greed, fear, fanaticism

[You can see the flames of greed burning in human nature. 】

The tide of undead gathered quickly, covering the wasteland densely.

Ken tried his best to maintain his sanity in the weird atmosphere, looking for the direction where the strangeness appeared. Some strange things were driving this group of people to become greedy and crazy.

It's like a figure, stretching out its claws from the other side of the space.

Ken clenched the tomahawk in his hand, unable to give the order to start the battle. This seemed to push him to a dead end, but it made him smile instead, because he would become more excited and stronger in adversity.

Greedy Bridge issued a call, and the tide of undead suddenly collapsed.

The ground shook, malice abounded, the mercenaries became short of breath, their palms began to sweat, and even the knife and ax team had been eroded by desire.

[The team fell into chaos, and discipline declined rapidly. 】

The air around Ken began to ripple, like water being hit by something.

Wei walked through the mist and yelled at him: "There is something in the crack... run away!"

The black air wave surged into the sky and dissipated, and the surrounding area became dark in a very short time. The strong wind swept across the knife-cut mountain peaks, and then scraped across the snow-covered plains to form a tornado.

Ken turned around and found that the road he was going to advance had collapsed.

The interlinked load-bearing between the glaciers was broken, and a bottomless rift appeared out of thin air, and all of the hunters fell into it like shaken dust.

A strong breath of death burst out from it.

Even a magician of Wei's level almost fell out of the mist space.

[You are deep in the battlefield, the soldiers are bewitched by desire, and the cracks limit your prospects. What's worse, the hunters are preparing to launch a more violent attack. 】

"Wait, there are clues nearby!"

Vi fell out of the rippling air ripples.

Ken vaguely saw that she was holding the [Proverb Fragment]. Although the black mist was spreading, there was a dot floating like a morning star in the chaotic battlefield that was flickering.

He stabilized Feilang who was suffering and moaning in pain.

The black mist was gradually dispelled by magic, and then the monsters in the cracks began to reveal their figures. Looking from here, they were all giant hunting leaders!

This crack is hundreds of kilometers long, spanning the entire northeast battlefield, and even involving more remote areas.

The shining star is only a stone's throw away from them!
Ken heard a rumble, and the sound of huge hooves grabbing the edge of the glacier, from which something was climbing up.

As the curtain was torn apart, Ken could vaguely distinguish the pupils that looked like hearths in the darkness.

Then many people heard the breathing like thunder, the scraping and collision of the armor gaps, the dripping water and the gurgling sound when the scalding heat wave melted the ice.

The monster stretched the muscles of its shoulders, and the black mist was completely blown away.

"Yes... yes... a high-blooded dragon!"

There was a terrified roar from within the ranks.

Ken knew it was a bad signal, fear, greed, and madness were pulling each other.

Hesitation means death.

Ken realized his situation and gritted his teeth. He noticed that a piece of shattered steel was firmly inserted into the flesh of the huge monster's forehead.

[Leader of Hunting: Remnant Winged Voldemort]

Its body is extremely huge, overlooking all the people present, every step it climbs up from the glacier shakes the ground, but the seemingly strong wings are broken, and all the fleshy wings have turned into rotten pieces , leaving only the skeleton flapping non-stop.

The Wurm was awakened by a powerful death force.

Its pupils were like charcoal-burning hearths, and there was a path of magma flowing on its skin. Although it simply glanced at the people present, its sight seemed to burn through the hearts of soldiers, making fear deeply rooted in the hearts of humans.

Ken tightened the reins, swung the knife and axe, and actually let out a loud laugh.

Wei looked at him in surprise——if this man also went crazy, should she try her best to stop him, or wait until the battlefield was turned into ruins, and then quietly come back to collect the corpse?

"Stand up, mercenaries!"

Ken's surging wild ripples temporarily dispelled distracting thoughts, and the complicated emotional contention made others dizzy,

The Knives and Axes lost their balance, panting on the ground, and regained consciousness for a short time, but this time was not enough for them to safely evacuate from the battlefield.

Collins, like everyone else, regained control of his body.

He put the flesh of his palm into his mouth, and used the pain to continue this sobriety. He hoped that the man standing in the front could save himself, and hoped that when he raised his head, he could see the power to live...

"I said stand up, cowards, what are you doing!"

Ken's voice was like thunder.

He dragged Feilang around in circles, inspected the surrounding soldiers, raised the extremely majestic battle ax, and swiped across the highest point of their line of sight.

"Courage up your courage, abandon your fear, stop restraining that desire, money, honor, don't you all want this, open your eyes and take a good look at it!"

There was no tragedy in Ken's words, only growing fanaticism.

He pointed at the Yalong who had just climbed out and shouted: "Use your brain, if we kill it, how many merits can be exchanged for, how much wealth and endless joy it will be!"

Collins grabbed the knife subconsciously.

He was amazed by the speed of his heartbeat and the uniform movements of the people around him. When everyone heard those words, it was like an alcoholic pervert hearing the most intimate teasing.

Greed and madness grew desperately in his heart, and it actually overwhelmed his fear!

"Hahaha, that's right, there are so many of us, and it's just a bug with a broken wing. It's such a big piece of meat. If we kill it, we'll be able to eat it. Put it down first!"

Ken slapped the wolf on the neck.

The beast mounts behind them stood up like grass roots against the wind.

Collins felt as boundless a confidence as anyone else.

Hearing Mr. Maharu's words, he even felt that this hunting leader was really good-looking. The eyes of the people around him looked at it from the initial awe, and gradually turned into observation and covetousness.

The hungry wolf saw the shaking fat.

"Hurrr~ what am I thinking, oh my god, this is crazy..."

Collins broke free with great willpower.

He felt that he was losing control, and what was even more frightening was that the people around him were more dangerous than himself, all of them had lunatic smiles on their faces, their eyes were as round as white stones, the smiles on the corners of their mouths couldn't be closed, and they gradually moved forward in small steps.

Collins couldn't even tell which ones were companions and which ones were hunters.

He felt his cheeks sore badly.

Collins reached out to touch it, then shuddered...

At this moment, Ken broke the last straw with a loud cry. "First come, first served, get rid of it!"

Collins clenched the knife, and then his shoulders trembled, his legs began to move forward, faster and faster, his hands moved away from his cheeks, and he gave up all resistance, because he found that...

I was also laughing wildly.

(End of this chapter)