1908: C1908 Why Armistice

C1908 Why Armistice

"Boom ?!"1

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, dead leader's head, under the impact of the thunder energy, started to explode in a spectacular fashion. Immediately, fresh red blood mixed with white brain matter spurted out, faintly, the air was filled with the smell of burning thunder.

In the air, the thin, headless body twitched for a moment, and then slowly fell towards the ground. The spear in Long Bufan's hand turned, and with a sweep of the spear, it directly severed the palm that was holding onto the Tiger Seal, and with a stab, directly pierced the palm onto the spear tip.

All the Beastman Warriors s and Disciples of the Divine Hall s present looked at this scene in shock, they did not expect Long Bufan to be so decisive and ruthless, to use the most brutal method to kill the dead leader, and to snatch the Tiger Seal!

"This kid is indeed vicious."

Looking at Long Bufan's body that was covered in electric arcs, Lao Sa's fangs started to tremble, at the same time he was secretly shocked, he was glad that he did not choose to become enemies with Long Bufan, and became an alliance partner.

"The leader is dead! Retreat!"

Seeing that their leader had been killed, the remaining dozens of Dead race member s were so scared that their souls almost left their bodies.

However, because the escape was too hasty, a few unlucky Dead race member s actually crashed into the surrounding spatial cracks, directly slicing them into bloody pieces. Bursts of miserable wails instantly resounded in the sky.

"Chase, don't let them escape!"

Lao Sa glared with his scarlet eyes and suddenly raised her blade. The tip of the blade was pointed at the group of escaping Dead race member as he shouted with a rough voice, "Kill them all!"

The Beastman Warriors was a race that loved battles. After the previous battle, under the stimulation of the smell of blood, their eyes had clearly turned red from killing. In their eyes, the dead race were like prey that were running, and naturally would not let them escape!

As a result, under Lao Sa's roar, each and every one of them immediately rushed out with a wild roar.

As for the Disciples of the Divine Hall s, other than the twelve blood guards s, they were also a little restless. Those dead race s were extremely arrogant just now, and now was the perfect opportunity to beat the crap out of them.

"All of you, stop!"

But just at that time, a cold yell suddenly rang out in everyone's ears.

In the instant after the voice sounded, Disciples of the Divine Hall and his group of people suddenly stopped in their tracks, because the source of the voice, was none other than Long Bufan.

For a moment, several hundred gazes gathered on Long Bufan, all of them expressing doubt, thinking whether he had any other strategy, as he could kill the enemy leader after all. Long Bufan's current words in the circle had unknowingly become heavier, whether it was Disciples of the Divine Hall or Beastman Warriors, both of them had a faint tendency to have him as their leader.

"Brother Long, why did you make us stop?" Lao Sa stared at Long Bufan and asked curiously.

Long Bufan's eyes swept across the crowd, and said indifferently: "telling you all to stop, is the meaning of truce."

Hearing that, Lao Sa's thick eyebrows immediately creased, as though he was somewhat dissatisfied: "This time the enemy is defeated, it's the perfect time to exterminate them. Why must we call a truce?!"

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