Chapter 573: Trash Don't Deserve to Surrender — What Does Luoling Fight For?

A string of system notifications chimed out.

Qin Feng flicked his ear indifferently.

With a single Stellar Holy Strike from Xiaohun, the entire Lord's Hall had been reduced to rubble.

He lightly dispersed the dust in the air, watching the man's corpse with cold eyes.

What资格 did some trash Tier 9 Lord have to act so arrogant in front of him?

As for the spoils of breaking the territory, the population was naturally absorbed in full; with the 【True · Tree of Life】 at hand, population meant nothing to him regardless of race.

As for the heroes who surrendered… Qin Feng gave a cold laugh — he wouldn't take that trash even if it were free.

He said to Xiaohun, "Go. Clean out anyone who's dirty."

Xiaohun gave a little nod of its small head, and in the next instant it had vanished.

Luoling clenched her small fists in excitement.

The man before her… could be said to be the existence of her nightmares.

If not for the fact that she had a skill of her own, and a long-standing cooperative relationship with the Mechanical Race, she would probably have been devoured until not even her bones remained.

Luonging excitedly leapt into Qin Feng's arms once more, nuzzling against his face nonstop.

"Brother Qin Feng, if it weren't for you, this girl would've been eaten clean!"

"…"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes. In his memory, Luoling had always been weaving through countless factions by exploiting the利益 disputes between the various races.

In any case, right up until his fall, she had been doing just fine for herself.

Of course, he wouldn't say any of that out loud — if it let the girl stay full of gratitude… then he was naturally the one who benefited.

Leaving the shattered Lord's Hall behind, the city had already become a complete mess.

With the Lord's death, all troops fell into a masterless state.

The unit types in 【War】 possessed no independent intelligence of their own; the most basic unit of intelligence was the hero.

After a Lord's death, it was usually the heroes who took command of them.

But then again…

Under Xiaohun's hunt, the city was already in an uproar; several heroes had even been in the middle of sweet independent dreams when Xiaohun cleaved them in two with a single sword.

Luoling pulled Qin Feng and the other to a corner of the city.

A Tier 9 Lord's territory was already very large, able to house an enormous population.

A few minutes later, Luoling stopped in a very barren stretch of land.

Compared to the city center, the houses here were shabby and gave off a filthy stench.

Soon, a few small figures darted out from within.

"Big Sis! You're back?"

"Big Sis, that man took all our food — he's probably going to use it to threaten you!"

"…"

Qin Feng blinked.

They were a group of raggedly dressed children; the oldest was no more than six or seven years old.

Their bellies were sunken, their complexions sallow with hunger — clearly the result of long-term malnutrition.

Zhao Xiaoxue's eyes softened with emotion: "She's been taking care of these children all along?"

Qin Feng nodded and murmured, "This is probably her motive…"

In his previous life, Luoling's style of conduct had been extremely bizarre.

On one hand she served the Dark Ones, but on the other hand… she was striking against evil forces.

The world could never fathom her purpose, nor know what she was fighting for.