National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3667 Sneak Attack



Chapter 3667 Sneak Attack

"Let's go, let's set off."

The merchant ship arrived safely at the beach of Whispering Isle.

Fang Heng left the merchant ship anchored on the coast and entrusted it to Howell's care, while he took Cao Ge, Meng Qingyu, and Muller aboard the island.

As soon as Fang Heng entered the island's beach, he smelled a faint fragrance of jasmine.

Muller remained tight-lipped about the legend of the Whispering Isle, his legs still feeling a little weak.

If His Highness hadn't insisted, he would never have wanted to come to the island.

Cao Ge sniffed the air and frowned, saying, "It smells so strong. I wonder if there are any hallucinogenic ingredients in it?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Muller panicked even more and quickly covered his mouth and nose.

"Not like."

Fang Heng glanced at the game prompts and found that there were no prompts, so he released his senses and quickly scanned the entire island.

Whispering Island is not large.

His perception can now cover the entire island in a very short time.

found it.

Human presence is observed near the central part of the island.

"Follow me."

Fang Heng led the way, heading towards the center of the island. They soon left the beach and entered the dense forest ahead, gradually venturing deeper into the forest along a small path.

In the shadows, several pairs of eyes were intently watching Fang Heng and his group.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!!!"

Halfway through their journey through the dense forest, hundreds of sharp, hidden weapons suddenly shot out from the forest.

Fang Heng had already sensed the seven Yak tribesmen secretly monitoring him, and raised his hand towards the spiked projectiles that were attacking from the shadows.

Instantly, fine needles floated in mid-air.

"boom!"

The needle shattered instantly upon being pierced.

The Yak natives who were secretly launching the attack were shocked to find their ambush exposed and immediately turned and ran.

Want to run?

late.

Fang Heng stretched out his hand again towards the seven people in the dense forest. The group had only run a few steps when they suddenly felt something grab them hard from behind. Then, a terrifying force pulled them backward, causing them to fall heavily in front of Fang Heng and the others.

They are Yak people.

They are easy to identify; they have dark skin, a robust build, and the distinctive fang tattoos on their chests, characteristic of the Yak people.

Meng Qingyu walked up and kicked one of them. "Hey, get up, stop pretending to be dead, talk to me."

Seeing that they were being captured, the seven Yak people immediately knelt on the ground one after another, muttering incoherently.

The Yak people were considered a barbaric race by various empires. They were individually very strong, but relatively closed off, with very few members of the tribe knowing Esperanto.

Meng Qingyu gestured to Muller with his eyes.

Seeing how capable Fang Heng was, Muller felt a little relieved and stepped forward to quickly communicate with them in his native language.

Muller's expression quickly changed, and he explained to Fang Heng, "They said this is a forbidden area of ​​the gods, and that we will be punished by the gods for trespassing. They demanded that we leave immediately."

"god?"

Fang Heng raised an eyebrow and continued, "Ask them which specific god they are referring to?"

Muller then exchanged a few more words with the other party.

“They said they were omnipotent and omniscient gods, and warned us that we had better let them go, or the gods would punish us.” Muller paused, then added, “They used very foul language.”

"Uh..." Cao Ge was a little confused and asked, "So, despite their kowtowing and admitting their mistakes, they're actually threatening us?"

Muller nodded. "Yes."

Fang Heng looked at the seven Yak natives kneeling on the ground, yelling loudly.

They didn't seem to be affected by any spiritual forces.

It's more like they were bewitched by an evil god like Zane.

"Let them lead the way, lead us to their all-knowing and all-powerful God."

"Yes."

Muller then exchanged a few more words with the natives.

Seven Yak tribe natives hesitated for a moment before standing up and leading the way.

Fang Heng and the others followed behind.

Cao Ge sniffed the air and said, "Don't you guys feel that the floral scent is getting stronger?"

Muller shuddered upon hearing this and said, "Could there really be toxins in the air? Is the fragrance of flowers meant to mask these toxins?"

"Don't worry, there are no poisons in the gas."

Fang Heng said calmly.

His perception was far superior to that of Cao Ge and the others.

First, make sure there are no toxins in the flower fragrance.

Secondly, the strong floral fragrance that everyone felt came from these resurrected Yak tribesmen.

Very strange.

They smelled of jasmine.

Fang Heng couldn't help but find it amusing.

Currently, it is believed that the Black Sea world is divided into the surface world and the inner world. At least in the surface world, he does not feel that any force can harm him.

After passing through a forest area, a small town came into view.

The Yak people built a small town in the center of the island.

A group of people gathered at the entrance of the town, holding weapons, watching Fang Heng and his group, looking ready for battle.

Fang Heng gestured towards Muller with his lip.

Muller stepped forward and said in the Yak language, "We have come to seek divine authority. If you have any conditions for surrendering divine authority, you may state them."

"Kayaku!!"

A middle-aged tribesman roared angrily and charged straight at Muller with a spear in hand.

That's incredible...

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Bang! Bang bang!!!"

The next moment, the seven Yak tribesmen who had been restrained suddenly sprang up, broke free of their chains, and attacked Fang Heng and his companions together!

Upon seeing this, Cao Ge and Meng Qingyu were startled and quickly stepped back to protect Muller.

Fang Heng stepped forward and blocked the group, gently raising his hand to deflect a punch from the Yak tribesman at the front.

"boom!!!"

The pupils of the elite Yak warriors contracted sharply.

The punch felt like hitting a hard steel plate, and the recoil from the steel plate actually cracked the bones in his entire right arm.

how come?

What terrifying power!

what! ?

The pupils of the elite Yak warriors suddenly contracted.

"boom!!!"

The next instant, his entire right arm suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air, and his body was thrown backward uncontrollably.

The remaining Yak people were taken aback.

"Kura!!"

One of them shouted again.

The remaining people rushed towards Fang Heng.

Fang Heng stood still and gave a disdainful snort.

"Bang!! Bang bang!!!"

Almost simultaneously, the six elite Yak warriors who attacked Fang Heng coughed up blood, their hands exploded, and their bodies flew backward uncontrollably.

This scene greatly alarmed the Yak people who were about to rush forward, and they slowed down.

what?

They had laid an ambush beforehand, feigning capture; everything they did was for the sudden attack they just made.

The plan succeeded, but the opponent's strength was unexpectedly strong.

Surprisingly, they couldn't win it over in a short time.

Standing behind Fang Heng, Meng Qingyu watched the battle with a burning passion in his heart.

Blood control!

A monarch-level ability to control blood!

Undoubtedly, the bodies of the elite Yak tribe had undergone some kind of mutation, resulting in a terrifying increase in their strength.

However, they were clearly not on the same level as Fang Heng. Fang Heng could shatter their hands and render them unable to attack simply by using his blood control ability. In fact, with just a thought from Fang Heng, all the blood in their bodies would explode. (End of Chapter)


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