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Chapter 399 Third Regiment Commander Hermon?

"Damn it! What the hell!"

In the spacious hall, Mu She heard the constant stream of messages from his subordinates. Enraged, he crushed the teacup in his hand with a single blow and roared in fury.

Seeing Mu She enraged, the Wolf Head mercenary leaders in the hall fell silent. No one dared to provoke him at this moment.

"In just two days, we have lost twenty-five core members. If this continues, will our Wolf Head Mercenary Group still have anyone left?" Mu She hissed as he took a few heavy breaths.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless.

"The person who made the move has been confirmed to be Jing Chen without a doubt..." Looking at the silent hall, a high-ranking member of Wolf Head coughed dryly and had no choice but to say it with a forced smile.

"Didn't you say his strength was at most on par with my dead son? Then why did all the Three-Life Seven-Star Warriors you sent out die at his hands?" Mu She slammed his hand heavily on the table and shouted angrily.

With a wry smile, the Wolf Head leader said, "Three months ago, even if that guy used his hidden strength, he was only on par with the young leader. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been reduced to such a sorry state by the young leader's men in the cave."

"But the strength he's displaying now is definitely no less than a seven-star Dou Zhe! Maybe even an eight-star!" Mu She's face darkened as he recalled a possibility, his lips twitching involuntarily, and a chill crept into his voice: "Could it be that that guy, after spending a few months in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, has grown to this level?"

Upon hearing this, the Wolf Head executive raised an eyebrow, a hint of shock flashing across his otherwise composed demeanor. In just three months, that guy had actually advanced two stars?

"It seems my prediction was correct. That kid is no pushover." Slowly regaining his composure from his rage, Mu She smashed a chair, tapping his fingers on the table. After a moment of contemplation, he said coldly, "First, we need to withdraw our men from the Monster Mountain Range. Two days later, organize the teams into groups of ten, and then, equipped with signal flares, enter the Monster Mountain Range together!"

"yes!"

"By the way, where's that Hermon guy? I haven't seen him." Nodding slightly, Mu She's gaze swept across the hall, and he suddenly frowned and asked.

"Uh..." Upon hearing this, the men under his command were stunned for a moment. After a while, one of them chuckled and said, "I heard that Commander Hermon the Third took a few brothers to accompany Madam Lan of the Blue Flower Tavern into the Monster Mountain Range to catch snow foxes."

With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, Mu She cursed angrily, "This idiot whose brain is only filled with women, doesn't he know the Wolf Head Mercenary Group's current predicament? He actually dared to enter the Monster Beast Mountain Range on his own! That damned guy, he'll die on a woman's belly sooner or later!"

"Commander, the Third Commander is an eight-star Dou Zhe. If he encounters Jing Chen, he might be able to take care of him as well."

"With that guy's brains, I'm more than satisfied that he came back alive!" Mu She snorted coldly, then waved his hand irritably. For some reason, he had a feeling of unease in his heart. Hermon was different from the other members. If he unfortunately died at Jing Chen's hands, it would be a significant blow to the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.

"When that guy comes back, have him come see me." After uttering these words, which were full of anger, Mu She turned and left the whispering hall.

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Under the pale moonlight, a tent camp stood tall in the woods, with several pale yellow campfires standing out starkly against the night sky.

Standing atop a tree, Jing Chen leaned against the trunk, a green grass root dangling from his mouth. A gentle breeze stirred the white hair on his forehead, and the moonlight illuminated his eyes, hidden beneath the white hair, filled with murderous intent.

Standing atop the tree, using the branches for cover, Jing Chen could clearly see the camp below. There were fifteen mercenaries in the camp, most of them around five-star Dou Zhe (Fighter of the Gods), and in the central tent was an eight-star Dou Zhe. This was Jing Chen's target. It was rumored that he was also the third commander of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.

At his current strength, Jing Chen could handle an eight-star Dou Zhe alone, if not with absolute certainty, he'd have a 50% chance. However, this 50% chance only applies if the eight-star Dou Zhe has no help. Based on the current situation, to defeat that eight-star Dou Zhe, he'd have to eliminate the other fifteen people first.

Jing Chen narrowed his eyes, looking at the heavily guarded camp, but did not choose to make a move immediately. Now, what Jing Chen needed to do was to look for an opportunity.

The crescent moon rose higher in the sky, and the earth was silent.

While waiting for his shift, a faint, imposing breeze suddenly swept through the air. The wind rustled through the trees, and Jing Chen's face broke into a faint smile. Looking down at the campsite, his deep, slightly hoarse voice rang out: "Death has come to collect..."

As the breeze dissipated, Jing Chen's figure vanished as well. Originally, all that was needed here was the small bag of powder Little Fairy Doctor had given him to subdue these troops. But Jing Chen didn't intend to use that method.

Under the cover of darkness, Jing Chen quickly approached one of the mercenaries. Just as he was about to make his move, two more mercenaries approached from the other side. Jing Chen again refrained from attacking. Those two must be the camp's sentries. After waiting a while and seeing them leave, Jing Chen smiled slightly.

The Illusionary Eyes activated instantly, trapping the mercenary on guard. Lost in the illusion, the mercenary's body slowly approached Jing Chen. A slight smile played on Jing Chen's lips. As the mercenary reached him, Jing Chen seized him and slit his throat with a single blow.

Having dealt with one person, Jing Chen continued his search for new targets...

Using this method, Jing Chen single-handedly took out seven or eight people. The remaining few were mostly mobile sentries, working in pairs. Taking out two people at the same time might be difficult for others. But who was Jing Chen? In his eyes, these remaining seven were just easy targets.

"Ding, quest issued: Kill Hermon. Quest reward: One of the Seven Deadly Sins, Wrath (Note: Wrath is a bow, which can be transformed into a whirlwind blade.)"

"Holy crap? This can trigger a mission?" Jing Chen was stunned.

But in his moment of confusion, Jing Chen missed the best time to act. The remaining seven men had already noticed that their eight companions were dead. Immediately, one of them went to the central tent to inform the Third Regiment Commander.

The remaining six men, back to back, slowly moved towards the central tent. Jing Chen, seeing this, thought, "You guys succeeded in tipping me off! This is outrageous! Get the hell out of here!"

Angel wings unfurled, carrying Jing Chen into the sky, instantly drawing everyone's attention. Looking down at the seven still stunned people below, Jing Chen took out a small bag of medicinal powder from his storage ring.

"I didn't want to use this originally, but you brought this on yourselves."

The powder was sprinkled down, and with another flap of the angel wings, it was evenly distributed across the camp below. By the time the seven people reacted, they had already inhaled the powder.

Jing Chen slowly landed, looking at the seven people who had fallen to the ground without any mercy. He clenched his right hand, and the Fangtian Halberd appeared in his hand.

(End of this chapter)