Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

From beginning to end, there was never a hint of resistance from the other side.

Was he shot dead on the spot without any warning? Or was there simply no reaction to her attack at all?

No! It wasn't without reaction!

The diminishing life force after the injury was quite apparent in her perception, and for someone who specialized in the art of hunting like her, this was a change that only appeared in beasts when they were seriously injured.

Not to mention that some of the arrows shot at this big fellow were poisoned.

Those toxins could easily kill several mutated giant elephants, so they couldn't be completely ineffective against this orc.

Xunying's gaze moved upward, looking at the figure of her tribesman tied to the tall pole, her cold eyes flashing with a touch of gentleness.

Even if the enemy intended to lure them in with this, one had to admit that he had achieved his purpose.

If they wanted to rescue Roger, they had no choice but to get closer.

Xunying drew the slender katana strapped to her waist, her boots stepping with a quick and elegant pace, rapidly approaching the adversary.

The swift, shadowy light of the blade swept across, and a spiky machete suddenly appeared in front of the blade at some unknown moment.

"Ding!"

Following the crisp clashing sound, the machete wielder with arrows all over his body turned his head, grinned at the elf who finally dared to approach, and said, "I've finally been waiting for you."

As the machete wielder stood up, the arrows embedded all over his body were squeezed out of his flesh by the contracting muscles, and his body, which indeed had been weakened, rapidly recovered under the transformation of the fungal potion within him.

Feeling the swift restoration of the orc's vitality right before her, Xunying knew the fight could not be delayed.

The enemy had used his own serious injuries to lure her into the fight, which could very well turn into a death trap set aside for her. She must take him down before he could fully recover!

As long as she could seize this opportunity!

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!" The fierce light of the katana danced around, and Xunying's lithe figure quickly circled the immense body of the machete wielder.

"Ding ding ding ding!" A series of metallic sounds of striking against each other crisply spread through the air.

The machete wielder did his best to shield himself and was not planning on using his powerful body to withstand the strikes head-on.

Battling such skilled opponents was the perfect moment to strengthen his own skills.

Only through constant combat could he improve his skills and one day have the chance to stand before that human again!

However, how could the huge machete wielder keep up with Xunying's speed? Flesh and blood fell from his body with each slice of the blade, imbued with Spiritual Energy.

For Xunying, who often had to lead hunting parties in the tribe, there was no wild beast she hadn't encountered.

The one before her now was simply another beast that happened to look like a human!

In the blink of an eye, a sly glint flashed in the machete wielder's eyes as he crossed blades with Xunying.

"Bang!"

A heavy and sinister kick swept out from the shadow of the huge machete, catching Xunying off guard and sending her flying dozens of meters away.

The slim figure spilled a trail of crimson blood midair, but before it could land, a huge noise erupted from the ground as an even larger body sped to her landing spot to wait.

"Boom!"

Just as Xunying touched the ground, without any time to react, her entire body was smashed into the ground by a punch from the machete wielder.

As he lifted his fist, it was covered in fresh, blood-soaked flesh.

Holding up the limp body of the scrawny victim before him, the machete wielder let out a cold laugh, "I thought I was facing some formidable sprout..."

Saying that, his eyes casually glanced at several other elves in the distance, who seemed somewhat unsteady on their feet due to controlling the Gravity Guns.

Needless to say, the elf he had captured was the most formidable among them.

And the most formidable was usually the most important.

"If I leave this little bean sprout behind, could I lure more bean sprouts? There must be some formidable expert among them, right?" The blade-faced beastman rotated his cunning eyes, pondering secretly.

Thus, he gently loosened the grip of his hand to prevent crushing the even more formidable little bean sprout to death.

"Tui!" Sensing the blade-faced beastman's intention, Xunying, whose slender waist was held in his palm, suddenly spat a mouthful of bloodstained saliva onto his opponent's eyes.

"Kill me!" Even while heavily wounded, the feeble voice was still filled with valor.

The beastman in front of him was incredibly strong; even Zoro, who followed the path of a warrior within his tribe, could not overpower him so swiftly.

Not to mention the rest of the tribe's beastman brats—if his own people wanted to rescue him, who knows what price they would have to pay.

Every member of the Elf Race was certainly important, but if the danger was too great and too clear, there was no need to risk more of his fellow beings!

The blade-faced beastman nonchalantly wiped the saliva off his face; the saliva of an elven lady was fragrant, like the grace of dew enjoyed in the soil...

"I am certainly not going to kill you."

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Holding the severely wounded Xunying in one hand, he turned and strode away, ignoring both the lesser toughs still nailed to the ground and the nine skinny bean sprouts in the distance.

Fight! Fight!

It was either fighting or on the way to a fight.

Charging into human cities guarded by heavy artillery and getting blasted to bits held no appeal; beastmen craved the battle where fist met flesh.

Hopefully, the bean sprouts who wanted the news would send some formidable figures over, or else the battle would be rather unsatisfying!

...

"Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble!" The faint rumble of motorcycles echoed from afar, and the group of elves who were riding their motorcycles with heads hung low and at full speed instantly perked up their pointed ears.

"Someone's coming!"

"That's not the sound of those beastmen's bikes."

The beastmen's bike engines were more aggressive, distinctly loud and obvious in the wilderness.

This sound was from humans!

"It must be the human military squad competing with us this time."

"What do we do?"

The deputy's eyes showed hesitation but he spoke up nonetheless, "Let's get closer and give them a heads-up."

They had planned to return to the city and report to the Prophet about that band of beastmen.

The strength of that band of beastmen had been unexpectedly formidable; their team leader had almost no chance to retaliate before being captured, rendering this competition meaningless in their eyes.

Yet the human military force, a potential future ally, was still uninformed; if their main forces collided head-on, those savage beastmen would likely not treat the humans as they did the elves.

Still possessing a bit of pity, the deputy decided.They naturally didn't argue much.

With their own leader captured and their morale shattered, they had lost interest in any petty disputes with the humans.

Moreover, it was just a warning, which wouldn't take much time.

The deputy, joining up with others, looked with surprise at the lone figure approaching on a motorcycle. "Just you alone? Where are your men?"

He recognized the solitary figure on the motorcycle, the army general who represented the humans in this contest.

Since when did their human generals dare to abandon their main forces and act alone?

"They're behind. I came ahead to scout," Bai E replied calmly with a smile, his gaze sweeping over their somewhat disheveled appearance and asked curiously, "You... seem to be missing three people?"

Bai E's words pained the proud elves, and two of them glared at him, ready to speak harshly.

But they were stopped by a gesture from the deputy; he wasn't upset, only languidly pointed in the direction they came from, "Things have changed with this mission. The leader of those beastmen is very powerful. We need to go back and inform the Prophet and the others; I advise you to go back and report to your city's leaders as well. Those beastmen... are not as simple as your intelligence suggests."

"Oh?" Bai E raised his eyebrow slightly, a small grin appearing on his lips, "Then I shall have a look."