Chapter 187: I Am Human, Helping My Own Kind Needs No Reason

In the few breaths that most people were dazed, the mysterious figure wearing gray armor on the opposite side had already walked in from the outer perimeter.

That's right, it was like a stroll.

The other party only needed to wave the weapon in his hand, and all the gray dwarf soldiers blocking the way were like paper, split open with one sword strike.

Ya'la'er trembled subconsciously. She felt the powerful and terrifying aura produced by the other party's casual sword swing.

It was like when she faced her grandfather's anger when she was a child, the change in aura that her grandfather radiated!

In Ya'la'er's field of vision, the gray-armored figure seemed to radiate an indescribable terrifying momentum all over his body.

So strong!

She felt that even if she stood in front of the other party, she would probably be the same as these gray dwarf soldiers, cut in half with one sword.

"I'm going to slaughter you!!"

The gray dwarf general saw a large number of his clansmen dying, his eyes immediately turned red, and he roared as he charged toward the gray-armored figure.

"Meteor Strike!"

The gray dwarf general swung the meteor hammer in his hand while running, smashing it heavily toward the gray-armored figure.

Bang! Bang!

The meteor hammer was split into two sections by the gray-armored figure with one sword, and the heavy hammer separated in mid-air, smashing onto the sand on both sides, making a muffled sound.

The gray-armored figure raised his head, as if this had finally attracted his attention.

"Split it open?" The gray dwarf general stood on the spot with a dazed expression, full of disbelief.

Swish!

Shadows enveloped the gray dwarf general, and then, the greatsword slashed down.

Plop—

Under Ya'la'er's stunned gaze, the gray dwarf general was just like the ordinary gray dwarf soldiers, split in half with one sword.

The Rune Armor on his body, which could even defend against her attacks, seemed not to have played any defensive role.

"Monster!"

"Monster!"

Accompanied by the death of the gray dwarf general, a terrifying atmosphere permeated, and all the gray dwarf soldiers fled in all directions like screaming.

Ya'la'er, who hadn't shown any fear in the desperate situation just now, felt horror appear in her silver pupils at this moment.

She hurriedly returned to the remaining human soldiers, wanting to escape together, but the next moment, Ya'la'er extinguished this thought.

Just see!

That gray-armored figure's body only swayed slightly, and he instantly vanished from his spot, appearing in front of the fleeing gray dwarf soldiers like afterimages.

On the entire battlefield, only screams remained.

"Can't escape!"

Ya'la'er saw the speed the other party displayed, turned to look at the injured clansmen behind her, and knew that apart from herself, no one could probably escape.

"Run, Ya'la'er."

"...!"

"We'll hold him off!"

Clansmen covered in scars ran over immediately, their voices filled with horror and firm urging for Ya'la'er to leave.

"Dying together is not bad either."

Ya'la'er scanned the anxious faces before her and instead revealed a somewhat stiff smile.

She wasn't good at smiling.

Soon.

Ya'la'er discovered that the other party seemed to only attack the gray dwarves and had no intention of attacking their group.

The screams gradually stopped, and all the dwarf soldiers were slaughtered by that terrifying gray figure.

"Whoosh!"

The goshawk hovering in the air also landed at this time, standing on the shoulder of that gray-armored figure.

The gray-armored figure turned around and looked at Ya'la'er and her group.

The air became eerily quiet at this moment!

The gray dwarves' blood had already dyed this beach red, and there were broken corpses, severed limbs, internal organs, and various body parts everywhere.

The rich smell of blood constantly impacted everyone's sense of smell. Even Ya'la'er's side, which had experienced quite a few wars, couldn't help but feel cold when seeing such a scene.

The gap was too big!

"Who are you? Why help us?" Ya'la'er's voice trembled as she bit her lip and shouted.

The gray-armored figure's strength was truly too strong. Nearly five hundred gray dwarf soldiers were killed by him alone. If the other party wanted to kill them, they should have already died by now!

In this "Despair Valley," there was no such thing as help without reason.

The gray-armored figure, carrying the blood-stained heavy greatsword, walked toward them, and everyone's heart tightened.

Hum—

A slight vibration came from the other party's body.

The next moment, the armor covering the gray-armored figure's entire body actually turned into a cloud of gray mist and was collected into his body.

A black-haired youth with a gentle face, who looked about the same age as Ya'la'er, wearing exquisite black clothing that everyone had never seen before and couldn't describe, appeared in front of all the humans.

"I am human, helping my own kind needs no reason."

Tang Zheng looked at this group of humans living here, with yellow and thin faces, with gentleness in his eyes.

Their hair colors were different, but most were silver-based, and everyone's skin color was wheat-colored. The age of all these humans shouldn't be very old, estimated to be around 20 years old.

If it weren't for the battle with the gray dwarves just now, Tang Zheng would have thought this human army was a group of refugees.

They didn't even have decent armor or weapons, except for the silver-haired girl at the front, who slightly looked like an ordinary soldier of a human country.

Ya'la'er's dry lips opened, and her silver pupils looked at Tang Zheng's face in disbelief.

It wasn't just Ya'la'er; the other humans were also shocked to look at Tang Zheng, but soon, everyone fell silent again.

"Respected powerhouse."

"Thank you for your helping hand. We humans have only a few clansmen in this 'Despair Valley'."

Ya'la'er stuck the spear in her hand into the desert, placed her arms on her chest, bowed to Tang Zheng, and thanked him deeply:

"Your joke is our honor."

A valley with various threats and survival difficulties was a world of powerhouses and powerful races, while they humans were one of the weakest races in this valley.

If it weren't for the fact that her grandfather stepped into the "Hero" realm and captured one of the three major oases, they humans would probably have been extinct under the harsh survival environment of this valley long ago.

Seeing that this group of people actually didn't believe he was human.

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, which was a situation he hadn't expected at all.

"Do you think if I were another race, I would pretend to be human?" Tang Zheng let out a light laugh and said faintly.

"Whoosh!"

The goshawk standing on his shoulder also let out a sharp cry.

This was naturally transformed by the Evil Spirit Dog.

After all, he knew too little about the situation in this mysterious region, so Tang Zheng let the Evil Spirit Dog disguise itself a bit before he finished.

He had originally wanted to use magic, but after thinking about it, using a warrior's ability might make it easier to get close to the humans in this area.

Ya'la'er blinked.

Indeed!

How could those proud powerhouses of other races pretend to be weak humans?

"Are you really human?" Ya'la'er's voice was a bit dry, and her tone carried a hint of tremor.

"Of course." Tang Zheng nodded, "I am a traveler, and because I was subjected to unknown magic, I suddenly appeared here."

Traveler?

Magic?

Hearing these two terms they didn't understand at all, the humans on the scene showed blank expressions.

Only Ya'la'er understood a little bit. She had once heard her grandfather mention that there were larger places outside the "Despair Valley," and there was magical magic.

Perhaps her father also knew some.

Ya'la'er hadn't paid much attention to it before; those were too distant things. They lived in this valley and were already difficult enough; there was simply no time to consider other things.

"Can you save us?" Ya'la'er stepped forward, her eyes red as she looked at Tang Zheng.

"Okay."

Tang Zheng nodded, "So can you tell me what the situation is now."

A moment later.

Tang Zheng finally had a basic understanding of the general situation, which happened to correspond to the intelligence obtained using "All-Race Charm."

This silver-haired girl in front of him hadn't lied.

Looking up.

Tang Zheng looked at the 50 or so human members behind the silver-haired girl, each of whom had injuries to varying degrees.

"Do you have water on you?" Tang Zheng asked.

"Yes."

A young man about 20 years old looked at Tang Zheng with some fear and nodded softly.

Tang Zheng's heart stirred, and five glass-bottled alchemy potions appeared on the ground: "Pour these alchemy potions into your water bags and mix them with water, drink half, and sprinkle the other half on your wounds."

After saying this.

Tang Zheng took out another alchemy potion and handed it to Ya'la'er in front of him: "Drink it."

Everyone looked blankly at these crystal bottles that emitted crystal-clear light under the sunlight.

"What are you dazed for? Hurry up and do as the lord instructed."

Ya'la'er didn't know why Tang Zheng let them drink the liquid inside these art-like crystal bottles, but she immediately issued an order and shouted loudly.

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