Hoo~ A hand creaks~ clutching his throat.
Grasping forcefully.
The decaying Centaur Chieftain teetered on the brink of madness.
Vigorously twisted the long spear, causing even more exaggerated harm inside him.
But this move worked against ordinary life forms; yet the Flesh Butcher... without even a head, would it fear you piercing its chest?!
The left hand suddenly exploded with force, pressing down the other side, limitless power cascading like an avalanche.
The decaying Centaur was forcibly suppressed, emitting a hissing sound, trying to resist, his four hooves bent under the brute force.
He seemed to be wrestling with a Giant!
Only held on for two breaths before losing control, hoo~ bang~
The body was flipped and smashed onto the ground.
Excruciating pain struck, he desperately wanted to turn over and rise, but the next second, only saw the headless monster stomp one foot on his chest, pinning down his struggle.
Both hands suddenly gripped the War Axe tightly, lifted above the head, then swung down hard.
"No!!!"
The decaying Centaur Chieftain let out an uncontainable roar of fear.
But the sound abruptly stopped.
Splurt~
A massive head with eyes full of disbelief flew high.
Blood splattered across the sky.
The level 11 decaying Centaur Leader Hero was directly beheaded.
This horrifying scene directly shocked the rushing decaying Centaurs from the rear.
The power of the Madness Aura was magnified to the extreme in this moment.
The decaying Centaurs, whose sanity rapidly declined, were enveloped by the song, instantly following the footsteps of their comrades...
This powerful gathering of over 500 level nine Warriors, known since Lear entered the Swamp, but never dared to confront.
Now, was crushed alive...
Battle ended with the magical chemical reaction between the Flesh Butcher and the Swamp Boggart.
No one could manage this Divine Life.
When the last head of the decaying Centaur was severed by a Wetland Lizardman Warrior, looking around, the camp was already bathed in blood.
Broken limbs and corpses littered everywhere.
Like scenes from Purgatory.
Lear’s gaze was calm and indifferent.
The baptism of blood and fire long allowed him to face such scenes with tranquility.
These fierce Warriors need a strong and resolute leader to lead them in Hunting!
How could a lamb lead a pack of wolves?!
"Collect the bodies, clean the battlefield..."
Looking at the bodies scattered everywhere, Lear took a deep breath.
These weren’t just corpses, but also individual Cold-blooded Cavalry.
After capturing this camp, the Cold-blooded Cavalry in hand could gain another squad.
This way, there would be two squads.
Very satisfying.
Moreover, today’s main gains are not limited to this, there’s also...
The Blue Heart Mud Fruit underground!
Looking at the earth, his mood improved a bit.
Stepping forward, he arrived at a spot without bodies, waved his hand to summon two Wetland Lizardmen to start digging.
As long as he could obtain it, it would be another strategic treasure added to the collection.
As the Wetland Lizardmen dug swiftly, a commotion suddenly erupted from the rear.
In an instant, a Wetland Lizardman Warrior hurriedly approached, his speech carrying some excitement.
"Sovereign, we discovered over 30 humans in the dungeon..."
Lear turned abruptly, eyes full of disbelief.
Humans?!
This area is thousands of kilometers deep into the Wilderness, far beyond human activity range, even the Griffin Legion from Lorand City seldom ventures here.
Moreover, the Intelligence System previously reported that the collapse of Ancient Ruins would block paths into the depths of the Wilderness.
How could there be humans?
Filled with bewilderment and curiosity, he immediately strode over.