Chapter 1020: No, don't let this happen to anyone else!

Zhang Tiancheng was stunned for a moment.

This Code Name...

Why does it seem a bit familiar?

Seems like I've heard it somewhere?

"Hm?" Zhang Tiancheng suddenly realized that the raging fire that had been burning at the foot of the hill had vanished without a trace.

Upon closer inspection, the Demon still bore a few shocking scorch marks.

Its scalp was slick, not a single hair left.

Its waist, abdomen, and back were covered with blisters, with patches of reddened skin.

Like him, its upper and lower body were not clothed at all.

But its Underpants remained firm.

"Whoa! So you're a fellow practitioner!" Zhang Tiancheng thought to himself.

"Why are you so disheveled? Was the enemy strong?" Su Yang asked softly.

Zhang Tiancheng's face turned embarrassed at the words, and he helplessly said, "I was just ambushed; otherwise how could that Red Wolf be my opponent."

Su Yang fixed his gaze and saw a Werewolf several meters tall, muscular, its whole body covered in thick, long red hair, storming into their side and slaughtering wildly.

His eyes shifted to a similarly towering black yaksha, whose presence was no less impressive.

At the same time, the 'Meat Mountain' and the big Python seemed to have reached some tacit cooperation.

The two actually joined forces to commence a massacre.

Facing such terrifying pressure, the players who had lost their Innate Talent had no way to fight back.

Those with a bit better luck still had their Innate Talent active.

However, each time they killed a Monster, the next second it would be resurrected under an inexplicable red light.

And its strength grew even greater.

Seeing this, Su Yang roughly grasped the situation on the field.

"Sss!"

When the hand supporting his back released, Zhang Tiancheng instantly lost all support.

The pain surged like a tide.

The pain made him grit his teeth and grimace.

Looking down, he saw a shallow crack appear on his supposedly indestructible metal skin.

"Damn, how embarrassing!" Zhang Tiancheng muttered.

Usually he would show off his prowess in front of others.

Now, on such a grand stage, he suffers a Waterloo.

But...

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; never mock a poor youth.

Zhang Tiancheng was about to say something to save face when he heard Su Yang ask, "So... we just need to kill that guy whose whole body is covered with eyes, right?"

Zhang Tiancheng nodded, "That's the idea, but— that guy is extremely strange, and he also has bodyguards, if..."

Before he could finish, he saw Su Yang had already vanished.

In the blink of an eye, the other appeared on an open field over a hundred meters away.

"What an astonishing speed!" Zhang Tiancheng felt a jolt in his heart.

What on earth is his background?

Just as he was pondering, Luo Qing came to his side and asked concernedly, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Tiancheng gave no response, merely pointing a finger and asking, "Do you know the Demon?"

Luo Qing glanced ahead, staring at the distant Silhouette, slightly confused, "Never heard of it, let alone know it."

"Yeah, how could anyone recognize someone who pretends more than I do?" Zhang Tiancheng nodded silently.

Luo Qing gave a sidelong glance, irritably saying, "While the Monster hasn't gone berserk, we must leave."

"Where are we going? Isn't Yue Jie looking for us?" Zhang Tiancheng was startled.

"First, we must keep our lives," Luo Qing said bluntly.

"That's not an option; in my dictionary, the word 'Retreat' doesn't exist. If I really did that, how could I face the elders of Jiangdong with any dignity?"

"Since I'm still in a decent mood, you'd better speak nicely, don't force me to slap you."

"Hey, seeing how serious you are, I was just kidding."

But as soon as the words fell, a burst of "Boom!" came from the forest ahead.

The two's attention was drawn there, and they looked closely.

They saw several blocking Werewolves being torn apart on the spot.

"What the hell?!" Zhang Tiancheng even rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He wasn't seeing wrong.

It was indeed torn apart.

Torn apart with bare hands!!

Luo Qing beside him also showed a hint of astonishment on his face.

"What a fierce power!"

Zhang Tiancheng became interested, focusing intently on observing every move of the Demon.

Now his Innate Talent's duration had dropped to zero, so advancing to fight was clearly a death sentence.

Yet his curiosity could not be quelled.

"No way? Could he really want to be a savior?" Zhang Tiancheng clenched his toe tightly.

"Don't— such things shouldn't happen to others!"

Luo Qing looked at his gritted‑teeth expression and suddenly found it funny, "What, are you so worried about others stealing your spotlight?"

Zhang Tiancheng let out a light hum, "Not at all, I'm just concerned for his safety, after all over a thousand players have died."

"Is that so?" Luo Qing smiled, but did not expose.

Looking again, they saw "Demon" had already broken into the Monster camp.

Hundreds of Monster changed their original target and rushed to kill him.

The reason seemed simple.

Precisely because his soaring blood Qi was truly enticing.

For these monsters that act without thought, only instinct, he is the most fragrant delicacy in the world.

"Not enough!" Su Yang shook his head in disappointment.

No extra movement, just a step of his foot.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the earth shook and mountains trembled.

The whole mountain quivered wildly, debris fell rustling.

A violent Qi Wave instantly blasted hundreds of surrounding Monster away.

A ring of ripples spread, shattering trees and stones in its path.

"What was that?!"

Those still in the fierce battle felt the earth's lament and turned their gazes.

In the center of the smoke, a slightly desolate Silhouette walked alone amid chaos.

Under moonlight, the dazzling, glossy head resembled a high‑wattage lamp.

It shone brightly.

At this moment, Ximen Zhirou and Lu Junsheng couldn't help but glance at each other.

Both saw astonishment and surprise in each other's eyes.

"The silhouette looks familiar, could it be…"

"Boss?!"

At this thought, Lu Junsheng suddenly remembered Wang Defa on his back, feeling urgent.

"Cover me, I'm going to find Su Yang!" Lu Junsheng said.

"Alright!"

"I'll also help!"

Saying that, Zhuang Wu brought Wen Ran and Yu Ning forward.

The six met again, compared with before they were full of vigor.

Now they seemed a few bits disheveled.

"Remember, act according to the situation, don't be impulsive, don't love battle, don't be overconfident, and especially avoid personal heroism." Lu Junsheng instructed.

As the team's elder brother, though usually silent.

Yet at crucial moments he always inspires.

And his words are convincing.

"Alright!"

…

"Bang!"

With a raised hand, the leaping Werewolf was smashed into Blood Mist.

Su Yang stared expressionlessly at the distant "Eye" Monster, his steps quickening slightly.

This movement clearly attracted many Monster's attention.

Most immediately dropped their prey, turned and rushed toward Su Yang.

Among them was—

The Python.

"Sss~!"

Its massive body slithered, the foul smell from its blood‑filled maw could be smelled even dozens of meters away.

Soon, the Python suddenly appeared before Su Yang.

Its huge triangular head resembled a big truck, extremely fierce.

"Little bug, don't block the way."