Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 77 - 75 Chu Feng Makes a Move The Hunt by Wraith

“Shut up! All of you go die!”

Zhang Ran suddenly stood up furiously, disregarding how her body’s details were exposed to everyone, and rushed towards Zhao Fan and Li Siyun with bared teeth and claws, “I’m going to kill you two rotten cunts!”

Subject to the most vicious insults and threats of violence for no reason, the two of them couldn’t take it anymore.

With a frosty expression, they stood up to face the charging Zhang Ran, ready to counter, when…

“Boom!”

A loud bang interrupted their skirmish, and everyone jolted, turning their heads toward the source of the noise.

To their astonishment, they saw the thatched-roof hut, heavily surrounded by Tree Demons, suddenly collapsing!

Standing in the distance, with malicious smiles on their faces, watching the human internal strife, the Wraith Demons were also stunned, and then let out angry roars!

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“Roar! Roar! Roar!”

Who!?

Who dared to do such a thing!?

Our tree sap!

That is the treasure bestowed upon us by the Mother Tree!

In a moment, all the Wraith Demons in the vicinity roared and charged towards the collapsed thatched-roof hut!

The surrounding Tree Demons also opened their dull yellow eyes wide, howled from their wide mouths, and thrashed their roots.

It was a scene of demons dancing in chaos!

But then, something that enraged them even more happened!

From the ruins of the thatched-roof hut, jars that were somehow left intact began to inexplicably fly up, scattering in all directions like fairy maidens spreading flowers!

Those jars drew parabolic arcs in the air, as if they had eyes, landing on the ground out of reach of the Demons.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“Splash! Splash!”

Before the eyes of the furious Wraith Demons and Tree Demons, unable to reach the jars, they could only watch as jar after jar hit the ground and smashed to pieces, precious tree sap splashing everywhere!

And the remaining jars were still flying chaotically, as if intent on completely eradicating them!

“Capture the saboteur, kill him!”

Some of the Soldier-level Wraith Demons couldn’t hold back their rage, breaking the ban on speaking the Magic Race Language in front of humans, and roared as they directed the multitude of Wraith Demons to swarm the area.

Determined to catch the thoroughly wicked saboteur and tear him to pieces alive!

Although they had not seen any figure, as if the jars had grown wings by themselves before deliberately smashing in front of them.

But it was clear as day that there must be a crafty saboteur lurking, who knows what methods he used to pull off such a deed!

It must be magic!

“It must be the Wraith Demon’s sworn enemy, those bastards who should have been exterminated long ago!”

…

The captured hostages stood dumbfounded in place, watching the Demons explode in fury like cats whose tails had been stepped on, rushing toward the collapsed thatched hut, completely neglecting them.

By the clearing, there was only one Tree Demon, eyes wide and mouth agape, roaring emotionally toward the ruin, looking as if it wished it could grow legs and charge out!

Everyone exchanged glances, some of the more quick-witted were already itching to make a move.

They signaled each other with their eyes, communicating in silent agreement, “Shall we, perhaps, escape?”

“I want to wait and see…”

“Opportunity knocks but once! If they all come back, we won’t be able to run anyway!”

“We have no weapons, no gear!”

“Let’s just get out of here while we can and worry about the rest later!”

Opinions among the crowd varied; some were so desperate they wished they could sprout wings and fly away, while others awaited someone else to make the first move…

The complexity of human nature was evident for all to see.

Just as people were growing restless, suddenly, a bright flash of a blade streaked before some people’s eyes!

A Tang Sword materialized out of thin air and thrust like lightning into the trunk of the Tree Demon that was guarding them!

“Roar…”

The Tree Demon shuddered throughout its body, let out a roar, but the volume quickly diminished, drowned out by the furious howls of the other Demons.

To everyone’s astonishment, it did not even struggle before it died swiftly, turning into a grey stone statue, the likes of which they had never seen before.

Then the Hunters watched in surprise as, accompanied by a gentle breeze, a towering figure appeared before them, wearing a black iron full-face helmet, dressed in pitch-black chainmail, with feet clad in dark Bu Yun Shoes, holding a Tang Cross Knife in hand.

The masked helmet completely hid his face, revealing only a pair of eyes shining with sharp brilliance, sending a chill down onlookers’ spines.

Although he had just killed a Demon, there was no sign of struggle on him; it seemed as effortless as if he were crushing an ant.

At that moment, the figure with the sword dropped a cloth bag, and a deep male voice emanated from beneath the helmet, “Take one piece each and get out of here immediately!”

As the bag hit the ground, it opened up, revealing a heap of clothing: modest enough to cover decency, and then some.

The people were startled and then overjoyed; this person had come specifically to rescue them!

The Demon ranks were in complete chaos, a mysterious hero emerged, and their sole guardian was slain.

If they did not flee now, when would they ever?

“Thank you, noble hero, for saving us!”

“Thank you so much!”

The crowd surged forward, each grabbing a piece of clothing, and fled in groups of two or three.

A middle-aged man picked up a piece of clothing, his lips trembling as he looked at the figure with the sword, unsure of what to say.

A companion he had just met yanked him away to run outside, “Stop being sentimental; let’s escape first, we can show gratitude later if we have the chance!”

The middle-aged man’s face was filled with reluctance, and it was not until they were a good distance away that he lamented, “Damn it, that helmet and chainmail he’s wearing, I spent a lot of money on those!”

His companion first paused, then in disbelief, said, “Forget that little amount of money; being able to save your life is already a huge blessing. Consider it money spent to buy your life!”

…

Chu Feng was unaware of this small episode and breathed a sigh of relief as he watched everyone leave.

He hadn’t intended to show himself, wanting to create chaos and throw the clothes to the hostages before leaving immediately.

But, he hadn’t noticed before, a Tree Demon was still guarding next to the hostages.

Taking into account that the group was unarmed and breaking through the Tree Demon’s root attacks was a stretch, it was possible that some people would never get out.

Save someone to the end, see the deed through to heaven: he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands to kill the Tree Demon and let these poor naked dogs leave.

As for the equipment he was wearing, it was meticulously selected and was of the highest quality True Artifacts!