The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Peng Zhi, with his extensive gaming experience, accurately extracted key information from Jiang Chen's motivational speech.

He asked, sounding somewhat anxious, "Do you know how to find the killer?"

"#%*锟斤拷烫烫烫".

Jiang Chen uttered a few syllables.

To make sure the two young players in front of him remembered, he repeated it again.

Seeing the bewildered expressions on Peng Zhi and Tianxia Buwu's faces, Jiang Chen continued, "Tell this to the others. As long as you shout this out loud at the scene, the murderer will show himself."

Tenka Fubu quietly imitated it, and seeing that Jiang Chen didn't correct him, he said thoughtfully, "Is this okay?"

Jiang Chen nodded slightly: "That will do."

Peng Zhi hesitated for a moment: "I...I understand. Let's go and give it a try first."

Watching the two young players leave, Jiang Chen got off the bed and went to the window on the second floor.

His gaze fell on a dilapidated stone house, his calm eyes seeming to see through the stone house to the tribal chieftain hiding inside.

In fact, he didn't think these players were capable of dealing with the Beastman's centurion.

Currently, the average player level is just around ten, and there are still only a handful of players above level twenty.

With such strength, even if all the players were tied together, they would still be no match for a centurion-level expert.

It's important to know that the standard for a centurion is to reach the Steel Bone Realm.

Even if this tribal chieftain was injured, he was far from being so badly injured that he couldn't use his blood energy.

Without the suppression of racial cloud energy, even ten peak Blood Transformation Realm cultivators working together might only be able to contend with an early-stage Steel Bone Realm cultivator.

At this stage, it is absolutely impossible for players to gather ten level 100 characters.

Therefore, Jiang Chen's actual idea was to use this tribal chief to make the players die more often.

Peng Zhi and Tianxia Buwu had no idea that their kind NPC actually harbored such an outrageous idea.

After learning how to force the killer out, the two happily went to the open space.

Peng Zhi uttered this string of strange syllables to everyone and repeated what Jiang Chen had told them.

He quickly added, "Everyone remembers, right? Watch my hand gestures and shout it out loud together."

The image of springtime on campus silently murmured these syllables in her mind, somewhat puzzled: "What is this, some kind of mysterious little incantation to summon the BOSS?"

"I understand, it's part of the mission. They probably changed the mission token to this incantation for the sake of immersion. Anyway, it's not hard to remember."

Dog Bro didn't complain; instead, he seemed eager to try: "Brothers, get ready, the BOSS battle is coming soon."

All the players present, whether they were casual players or battle enthusiasts, were equally eager to see what was about to happen.

Inside the dilapidated stone house, the tribal chieftain gazed at the situation on the open ground, filled with suspicion.

He feels very strange now.

Putting aside the fact that he cannot absorb the blood essence from the player's body after death.

He was also surprised that these humans showed no grief whatsoever upon seeing the corpses of their own kind.

Normally, even if you don't have much of a relationship, there should always be some sense of shared fate, right?

However, the barbarian centurion did not sense this emotion from the players at all, and even stood in front of the three corpses, chatting and laughing.

Could it be that these weak humans have no heart?

Just as the chieftain was pondering this question, he suddenly noticed that the humans on the open ground had become quiet.

The way they were acting made it seem like they were about to do something.

The next second, he heard the humans on the open ground shout out words that shocked him.

Although most of the people had strange accents, he was still able to distinguish what they were saying through simple comparison.

"Go and subdue the troublemaking tribes."

"Go and inform the Gauss tribe."

"Go and inform the Gaoshi tribe."

The barbarian centurion's pupils dilated in shock, and his muscles tensed: "How did they know?!"

To be honest, he wouldn't have panicked so much if the players had told him to notify the Ministry of War.

Notifying the Gaoshi tribe means that the humans in the open area already know that he is the murderer, which is why they said such a thing.

After all, foreign tribes often appeared in the Ministry of War's jurisdiction, and they might not take reports from the smaller tribes below seriously.

But the Gaoshi tribe is different.

They had just shed a lot of blood because of the Beast Clan warriors, and their hatred was at its peak.

If they knew that he, the chieftain of the barbarian tribe, was here, they would definitely pounce on him like a pack of hunting dogs, regardless of the cost, and kill him.

The barbarian chieftain's eyes were bloodshot, filled with murderous intent.

Since you know it's me here, why aren't you afraid?

The beastman's face gradually turned ferocious. The players on the open ground were still repeating these words over and over again, which sounded to him like a blatant taunt.

Despite his cautious nature, he still possessed the dignity befitting a strong person.

"shut up!"

Boom!

A massive burst of blood energy erupted, completely turning the dilapidated stone house where he was hiding into a pile of rubble, and dust billowed up everywhere.

The tribal chieftain emerged from the rising dust, his voice stern as he barked, "Enough!"

The players have stopped shouting.

Everyone turned around, completely bewildered, to look at the location of the tribal chieftain.

"Wait, buddy, who are you?"

I wanted to complain about the spring scenery on campus, but I was overwhelmed by the heavy atmosphere, and even breathing seemed difficult.

The powerful aura of blood subtly caused a faint layer of crimson light to emanate from the body of the tribal chieftain.

This level of blood energy is like a god or demon to players at this stage.

Before he knew it, a fine layer of sweat had appeared on Tianxia Buyu's forehead.

At level 31, he was the highest-level player, but he still found it difficult to move forward under such an aura.

Needless to say, the performance of other lower-level players was even worse.

How did you find me?

The tribal chief's voice carried a chilling undertone: "Fine, I don't want to ask anymore. So weak, if you're determined to die, then I'll grant your wish."

Before he finished speaking, the tribal chieftain moved his feet and dashed into the crowd.

He spoke arrogantly, but he was still somewhat uneasy inside, so he planned to slaughter all these humans as quickly as possible and then leave.

Call ~

As the world was being ravaged by force, only a whooshing sound could be heard.

The tribal centurion flashed past like lightning, and two players who hadn't even had time to react were instantly killed on the spot, without even having a chance to scream.

Given the strength of this tribal chieftain, it's no exaggeration to say that he's like a tiger among sheep when facing the current players.

What?!

Dog Brother looked horrified.

Only players level 20 and above can barely see what's happening, but even they still can't keep up with this speed.

"Holy crap, were those numbers filled in with their feet? This is the kind of boss that should be in the starting village!?"