The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Tiger-wolf people, or to be more precise, beastmen.

Emerging from the shadows of the dense forest was a complete team of ten members from the Zhang ethnic group.

Upon seeing this, Tenka Fubu's expression became extremely solemn.

He was beaten up yesterday, so naturally he can't forget it.

We shouldn't underestimate these organized Beastmen warriors just because Jiang Chen fought like an adult beating a child.

Even though his combat strength has been completely transformed compared to yesterday, he still wasn't confident that he could easily defeat any of the beastmen soldiers.

Moreover, since the other party launched the attack proactively, Tianxia Buyu wouldn't expect Jiang Chen to reappear and lend a helping hand.

"Damn it, a sneak attack?!"

"What are these guys?"

"Come on, show your health bar."

The players stopped refining their blood energy and began shouting and cursing at the group of Orc warriors.

Although four players were ambushed and killed by the beastmen warriors, the remaining players, except for Tianxia Buwu, were basically not afraid of anyone.

"I knew it! The developers wouldn't keep making us search for monsters all the time, or it would become a hunting simulator."

Old Kuai stroked his chin, looking as if he had just realized something: "These should be the monsters we'll be fighting mainly from now on, right?"

Peng Zhi observed the Beastmen warriors gradually approaching them: "So this is the kind of monster the enemy forces are."

"Don't be careless, they are the monster army I mentioned last night."

Tianxia Buwu noticed the college students' nonchalant attitude and immediately spoke up to remind them, forbidding them from even turning around.

His words did not attract the attention of the players present.

After all, the players had just refined the blood essence of the Red Panther and had leveled up by an average of four or five levels, which was a time when their confidence was at its peak.

Somewhat wary, but not much.

Are there any human tribes around here?

"How weak, they only sent two soldiers to lead the hunt for prey."

The barbarian warriors commented on the players with the ease of someone treating chives in their own garden.

Fortunately, the players couldn't understand what they were saying, so it didn't serve as any mockery.

The leading barbarian centurion raised his weapon, a long, metallic spear: "Give me the human warriors leading the group. You all finish off the remaining prey as quickly as possible."

"Yes."

The response from the barbarian soldiers was perfectly synchronized.

Even if you can't understand the words, you can still recognize the signs that indicate an impending attack.

Tianxia Buwu immediately said in a deep voice, "Listen to me, everyone. This is not an opponent we can handle. Once the battle starts, we should flee for our lives as soon as we have the chance. As long as we can return to the tribe, we will be safe."

Before the players could even process the information in his words, the ten beastmen warriors charged forward, weapons in hand.

The body reacts faster than the brain, and players instinctively retaliate.

The result was quite disastrous.

In just one encounter, three players lost their lives.

Of the four players who engaged the enemy in the first wave, only Lao Kuai survived, but he was also cut open in the chest and was covered in blood.

Fortunately, its upgraded body was tough enough that it wasn't split in two on the spot.

Objectively speaking, this result is actually quite reasonable.

On the one hand, there is indeed a gap in individual combat strength.

On the other hand, it's because most players are ordinary modern people, whose combat awareness and skills are quite poor.

Let alone dealing with soldiers who are used to fighting, even if you were to deal with a thug who often gets into street fights, you would only get beaten up.

Having witnessed the bloody reality firsthand, the players realized just how incredibly difficult the battle before them truly was.

We can't fight them, we simply can't fight them.

"Don't just stand there, hurry..."

The leader of the army wanted the players to run away, but he was interrupted by the attack of the barbarian chieftain halfway through his sentence.

A layer of bloody mist swirled around the tip of the spear, gleaming with a chilling luster.

Bang!

The general, holding a stone axe, violently deflected the spearhead.

During a brief exchange of blows, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, making him feel as if he were dancing on a tightrope.

The barbarian tribal chieftain was slightly surprised: "You don't even know how to circulate your blood energy?"

It's like someone holding a gun but not knowing how to fire it; instead, they use the gun's inherent strength to smash people.

Whether or not one uses blood energy during combat may not have the same dramatic effect on combat power as firearms, but the nature of the effect is essentially the same.

In fact, the level of the World Unification Warrior is higher than that of this barbarian chieftain.

This is also why the barbarian chieftain ordered his men to eliminate the other players as quickly as possible; the subtext was that he wanted his men to help.

But if it were an opponent like Tianxia Buwu who only possessed cultivation, he could actually handle it on his own.

He might just be about to defeat an enemy of a higher rank today.

"Prepare to die!"

Blood surged, and the spear moved with the force of thunder.

Realizing he couldn't dodge, Tenka Fubu immediately held his stone axe horizontally in front of him.

咔~

However, at the moment of impact, the surface of the stone axe was covered with dense cracks.

Seeing this, Tenka Fubu decisively released his grip on the axe handle and retreated immediately.

The tribal chief, undeterred by his own argument, strode forward and thrust out his spear once more, his power undiminished.

He didn't care about appearances when he went to war, and immediately did a donkey roll.

He looked quite disheveled, but thankfully he wasn't injured.

During their fierce battle, the players' screams never ceased.

In the blink of an eye, only a handful of players remained.

After absorbing the blood essence of the red leopard, Lao Kuai leveled up to level 15, barely able to hold his own against the beastmen warriors. Other players, even if they leveled up, were still no different from lambs to the slaughter in front of the beastmen warriors.

It was only through Lao Kuai's constant protection that Peng Zhi was able to survive until now, but he was still in a state where he could lose his life at the slightest carelessness.

The difference isn't actually that big.

Whether human or other races, the standard for being selected as a warrior is twelve streams of blood energy, equivalent to a player's level 12.

Basically, once you've nurtured blood and qi within your body and digested the spoils of three battles, even someone with poor aptitude can reach this standard.

In other words, Lao Kuai had the advantage in cultivation level alone against any of the Beastmen warriors; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to fight back and forth despite being at a complete disadvantage in experience and skills.

However, with more and more of the beastmen warriors freeing up their forces, it's only a matter of time before the player team is wiped out.

Having fought so fiercely, Lao Kuai had completely forgotten that this was a game.

Looking at the players' corpses scattered on the ground, his eyes turned bloodshot, his gaze almost bursting out of their sockets.

suddenly,

A line of text suddenly appeared before his eyes.

What's the difference between a king and a mount?

The sudden appearance of the text calmed Old Kuai down.

Even in such an intense situation, he couldn't help but feel a strong urge to complain.

"Do you think I've never seen Death?"

The text changed quickly.

[He relies on instinct to keep the Tiger Fiend Technique running.]