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#33 - 33. Blood Tide (Please vote at the end of the month~)

"Wait," Mann raised his hand and said, "I just want to go down."

The General and the Ascetic Leader were walking towards him, but in their eyes, Mann's words at this moment were exposing his panic.

"The truth cannot be spread," the General said regretfully, "And it just so happens that we are short of a scapegoat strong enough, so don't blame yourself, this is not your fault."

Only a reasonable lie can calm down the madmen under the Tiger King who only care about blood and honor.

The Tiger King took a few steps forward, using her body to block Mann and Ning Changkong:

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to join forces.

"But I will hold them back, and after you leave here, they will have no reason to continue chasing you."

The four rulers were all firmly walking towards here, and although the Tiger King standing in front of them was not injured in any way, the beastification on her forearms and calves began to spread towards her body on its own, and her aura was also gradually rising.

Mann looked at Ning Changkong and said:

"Stand still."

Then he turned around and walked in front of the Tiger King.

"If you want to test me, I will accept it, not because I respect your rules so much," Mann said casually, "It's just more convenient this way.

"Now it seems that the simplest method has changed."

He originally didn't want to fight at the risk of getting injured.

The Tiger King said in surprise:

"You don't have to…"

"No, I just want to go down," Mann replied.

If he wanted to escape, he could easily leave here with the flying ability he had just tested—this must be one of the skills he had mastered in the past.

But this is not a good idea.

Telekinesis swept towards the four rulers like a tsunami, but they all seemed to just pause their steps, but the followers behind them stopped, but after a few seconds, all the restraints on them disappeared.

Just when they all felt that Mann's attack could not stop them from advancing, the speed of the three rulers among them all slowed down in front of Mann's second concentrated telekinesis.

But none of them stopped like a Tier II ability user, and the Ascetic Leader, who was originally the slowest among them, maintained his original speed and reached the frontmost position in the blink of an eye.

"This move is good, but there is no chance of winning two against four," the King of Wanderers said confidently, and then forcibly stepped forward against the telekinesis, "Our bodies are not as weak as your previous opponent."

No, he can't control them all in place.

As Mann tried to increase the intensity of his telekinesis, he could feel a faint stinging sensation climbing along his spine towards his brain, like…

Forgotten bad memories are emerging.

"Can you hold back the Ascetic and the King of Wanderers?"

The Tiger King didn't speak, she looked half-human and half-tiger at the moment, and was almost catching up with the other rulers' level of beastification.

"Roar." With a roar, she suddenly rushed towards the Ascetic at the front, her limbs quickly interlacing on the ground, her figure shuttling through the air like an afterimage, and then she directly pounced on the black-robed figure, biting and rolling on the ground.

The King of Wanderers at the front was about to reach them.

Mann retracted the telekinesis from him and the King of Wanderers, and the King of Wanderers immediately appeared in front of the Tiger King and the Ascetic, and the situation in which the Tiger King had the upper hand was instantly reversed, and she began to deal with them in embarrassment.

Blood stained the three people's vision red, especially the Tiger King.

She could lose her life at any time in this process.

But they didn't notice that the General and the Cannibal King had stopped.

Mann looked at the Cannibal King.

He moved forward again, but stopped again immediately, and the price was that the restraints on the General returned to their original level, and this ruler rushed towards Mann again.

There were about twenty meters between them.

The General's purpose was to get close to Mann, and it was not a wise choice to fight this kind of ability user from a distance, not to mention that their beastmen were all particularly good at close combat.

Seventeen meters.

Mann kept looking at the Cannibal King—the muscles on his face could not push away the powerful force surrounding him.

Fourteen meters.

The Ascetic's black robe was torn to shreds by sharp claws, exposing the scarred body inside, and the King of Wanderers and the Tiger King both had several claw marks on their bodies.

Eleven meters.

The Tiger King had her left palm torn off by the King of Wanderers' claws, and her wrist was dripping with blood, and she was holding the Ascetic's dry arm in her mouth, three pairs of bloodthirsty eyes staring at each other.

Eight meters.

The General raised his silver-white palm and aimed it at Mann's head, accumulating the terrifying explosive force that could tear metal apart.

Five meters.

The expressions of the few people in the battle inevitably became more beastly, and their expressions had long been replaced by madness and bloodlust, and they could only fight like beasts by instinct.

Three meters.

The General stepped towards Mann with a solemn expression, the end of his palm, which looked like sharp metal, was about to drill into his skull.

Two meters.

The General strode towards Mann with a solemn expression, his palm, which looked like sharp metal, was about to drill into his skull.

One meter.

Mann withdrew his gaze and looked at the General.

He stopped, maintaining the posture of raising his right arm.

"Are you next?" Mann asked.

Before he understood the meaning of Mann's words, he heard the envoy exclaim.

Confused gazes scanned the square in a mess, but they didn't see anything…

They didn't see the Cannibal King either.

"Now it's two against three," he turned to look at the King of Wanderers, "Do you think there is a chance of winning like this?"

The Wanderer and the Ascetic looked at each other, but before they could speak, the General, who couldn't move, shouted in horror:

"I surrender! I surrender! This was the Cannibal King's idea, and now he is dead, we have no reason to continue fighting!"

He stared at Mann with a terrified expression, afraid that he would repeat what he did to the Cannibal King on himself.

Hearing the General's words, the King of Wanderers and the Ascetic, who still had some fighting spirit, also distanced themselves in her scarlet eyes;

"Okay, you have won a chance to renegotiate."

Mann looked at the Tiger King and repeated the question he had just asked:

"Can you hold them back?"

She was stunned for a moment, then showed a bloody smile.

Hearing this, the King of Wanderers turned directly towards Ning Changkong in the distance, obviously he had already noticed that the girl was following him when Mann was still showing his threat.

But before he could take a few steps, he felt that his feet were as difficult to move as if they were shackled, and then there was the sound of a tiger pouncing from behind.

Mann shrugged at the General:

"You started the battle, so it's up to me to decide when to stop. You see, it seems that I have no reason not to kill you all, because it's a less risky option for me.

"Isn't it?"

He looked curiously at the General's terrified expression.

Then the other party knew how the Cannibal King felt.

The General couldn't feel his feet anymore.

Then it was the legs, buttocks, waist, chest, hands, neck…

Until the head.

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