"Save me!"

  A seriously injured worker stumbled and fell to the ground, his body covered in blood, with a deep wound visible to the bone on his chest.

  Before anyone could respond, a battle axe shot out from the entrance of the building and struck him in the back, killing the unlucky man on the steps.

  The two truncated corpses burst, and the fresh blood was sprayed out in a radial shape, causing nearly a thousand miners around to subconsciously take a step back.

  Bang, bang, bang!

  Military boots trampled the ground, emitting a dull sound. The corpse-eating demon slaves walked out and stood in an arc shape, guarding their master.

  They were all wrapped in heavy armor, with only a pair of eyes exposed, looking iron-blooded and stern.

  "Heavy Infantry?"

  The miners gasped in unison, and even the overseers and mine bosses who were secretly observing from the shadows were shocked.

  These fifteen sets of armor are worth at least 50,000 to 60,000 gold coins. How did that kid get so rich?

  The miners' vision is still too shallow, this is a specially made 'Hundred Brave Warriors' heavy armor for the centurion, a set worth 20,000 gold marks, which would be doubled if exchanged for Gold Dran, and it belongs to the formal equipment of the Holy German Empire, you can't even buy it.

  Dangton walked out steadily, his hand grasping a big worker's hair, and he dragged him out with a hard pull.

  Jackson followed with a crossbow in hand, his green eyes gleaming with endless cunning and treachery.

  The miners murmured among themselves and retreated again; even if they were fools, they could see that Jackson was not human.

  "Tsk tsk, just twenty-one years old!"

  Danton seemed to be teasing, but was actually applying psychological pressure. He lifted the face mask of his helmet, pulled out a strong magical potion, opened the cap with his thumb, and poured it into his mouth.

  The faces of the magic users turned bitter, as their opponent's strength, equipment, subordinates, and medicine were all overwhelmingly superior to theirs. How could they possibly win this battle?

  The seven big workers who survived were already regretful of listening to the foreman's words and provoking Tang Dong, this was simply a business that would cost them their lives.

  More than 30 magic users who survived the battle have begun to weigh their options. Tang Don is wearing heavy armor and doesn't seem to be injured at all. To kill him, conservatively speaking, they would still need to sacrifice a few more people. This is something they absolutely don't want to see happen, but if they don't fight, they will lose face in front of the tens of thousands of people present.

  "Tang Dun, you think you're so arrogant, but you're still far from it." A big worker put on a fierce tone, but he was no longer as tough as before, now he wanted to find an excuse to step down.

  "Oh." Thunderton responded faintly, picking up his battle axe and retorting, "I'm being arrogant, what can you do about it?"

  "Damn it!" The big worker was furious, but before he could curse out loud, a crossbow arrow suddenly shot over and hit his mouth, piercing through the back of his neck.

  The big worker covered his neck and fell to the ground, making a few "huh" noises before flipping over onto his back and dying.

  "Heh heh, I love harvest season." Jackson chuckled maniacally as he restrung his crossbow, this sinister guy would never pass up any chance to ambush.

  "You're looking for death!" The Mages were furious, cursing Tang Dong, but no one dared to rush up.

  "What's there to fear? Let's all go together and take him down!" Led by Duoban, there were still a few guys who weren't afraid of death. However, they weren't stupid either, thinking that if everyone went together, the advantage would be greatly increased.

  The medicine took effect and magical energy refilled Tang Dong's soul seed once again.

  "Want to kill me? Then be prepared to pay the price of death!" Tang Don snorted, his body leaning forward, exerting force, releasing a giant charge.

  In just a blink of an eye, Tandon shot to thirty meters in front of Duo Ban, his battle axe chopping down.

  Many swings of the sword blocked, but was cut into two segments by a sharp blade, fortunately, the soul shield blocked it once, otherwise, would have been dead.

  Dundon unleashed a two-segment combo.

  Half of the demons didn't move, while the other half pounced forward.

  The ghouls charged, and as Jackson activated his Swift Ring, the radiation buff caused a dark green ring with a radius of half a meter to appear under their feet.

  Speed was immediately increased, they rushed towards the enemy like iron chariots, unfortunately Tang Dun hadn't had time to weld steel claws on them, otherwise the lethality would have been greatly increased.

  Jackson made another sneak attack, shooting a poor devil in the leg, but the guy was too afraid to die and didn't even enter the battlefield.

  The Magicians were shocked again, and they could add a halo to it. What kind of thing is this? This strength, if one-on-one, would be enough to blow up anyone on the scene.

  "Die!" Duo Ban activated his innate talent, and both of his hands turned black as iron. With a slap that opened the war axe, he grabbed towards Tang Tons' head.

  Dundon dodged, and Mubang's black hand grasped the armor, rubbing out an ear-piercing noise, leaving five scratches.

  Whoa, with a loud crash, he threw a heavy punch at Tong Dun's head.

  Tang Dun swung his fist and blocked Ma Ban's punches. He lifted his right foot and kicked the ground fiercely.

  Giant Stomp!

  Bang! The ground cracked and shattered stones flew everywhere.

  Many people stand unsteadily and lose their balance.

  Thunderton swung his axe, shattering one of his shields with a Giant's Blow before striking the Giant's Seal.

  Watching the massive magic war axe chop down, Duoban's eyeballs jumped violently. Tang Dun's martial skills were too powerful, one move could break through his shield, which made him quite wary, and he quickly let the other two shields move up to block.

  Boom! The battle-axe struck down, sending dust flying everywhere.

  The rushing Mages were also affected, and with the interception of the Ghouls, they could no longer surround Dongton.

  Dundon's left fist shot out a giant bullet, brushing against Duoban's face and shooting past, shattering his cheekbone, and the corner of his eye was even torn apart, with limited vision.

  He was coughing uncontrollably, and at this point he regretted it to death. Similarly, as a third-stage cultivator, why was Tang Dong so ridiculously strong? He seemed to be able to counterattack, but in reality, he couldn't even break through the other's defense. If things continued like this, he would undoubtedly die.

  Tang Dun launched a surprise attack while giving orders to his demonic servants, directing them to encircle and kill.

  The threat of death had already made many people forget about their dignity, wanting to take advantage of the smoke and dust to escape, but after running a few steps, they felt their bodies sink.

  Duoban lowered his head and took a look, a pair of arms were tightly wrapped around his waist.

  The demon servant picked up Duoban and slammed him to the ground with a loud thud.

  "Get out!" Duo Ban almost peed his pants, Tang Dun was right next to him, if he got bound up like that, what's the difference between him and a sheep waiting for slaughter?

  Toban's iron fist couldn't reach the demon servant behind him, so he could only strike its arm fiercely. However, even if the ghoul didn't have a heavy armor wrapped around it, it still wouldn't feel any pain.

  Another demon servant rushed up and directly grabbed Daban's arm, pinning him down.

  Tang Dun charged forward, his battle-axe chopping towards Duoban's head.

  "No!"

  The shouting of many people suddenly stopped, a head rolled down, and blood spurted out.

  "What are these things?" The mages were about to be driven mad, these iron cans were like mad dogs, once they grabbed onto someone, they wouldn't let go. If it weren't for the fact that they had no weapons, their own side would have definitely suffered heavy casualties.

  "Number one, number two, number three, surround and kill!"

  Tang Dun had those ordinary miscellaneous soldiers act as meat shields and card positions, splitting the formation of the great craftsmen, and then commanded three low-ranking ghouls to surround and kill their opponents.

  Even if Tongdon doesn't lift a finger, the three low-ranking magic servants can easily take down a third-tier soul magician. Now with him added to the mix, the guys who are being targeted are completely done for, without any chance of fighting back.

  Tang Dun approached a large worker, shattered his soul shield, and was about to strike again when a crossbow arrow flew over and pierced the large worker's neck.

  Blood splattered on Downton's body and flowed down.

  "Master, what do you think of my archery skills?" Jackson boasted, this guy is really afraid of death and won't engage in close combat unless absolutely necessary.

  "If you hurt me, I'll skin you alive!" Tang Zheng knew that the crossbow arrows couldn't penetrate his 'Hundred Warriors' suit, but as a Holy Knight who loved to charge into battle, he detested Jackson's despicable fighting style.

  "No way!" Jackson saw Danton was in a bad mood and quickly moved to the side.

  Three low-ranking ghouls formed a "pin" shape and approached a magician, under the effect of Swift Light Ring, the guy being stared at couldn't escape.

  Number One takes the lead, attracting attention, Number Two and Three attack from the sides, surrounding and killing. The mage can't retreat because Tang is blocking the way behind. Four iron cans form a 'cross' formation.

  The Mohe was blocking Tang Tons killing move, and had been struggling to support himself. He didn't have the strength to dodge the Corpse Eater, so he was caught around the waist by the Magic Servant, followed by a powerful slam, smashing him to the ground.

  Pinned down by three low-ranking ghouls like mad dogs, even a fierce beast would not be able to break free. Tong Dun beheaded him effortlessly.

  The battle suddenly entered a white heat, and in less than five minutes, more than a dozen corpses had been thrown to the ground, leaving the surrounding miners staring in shock.

  "What's going on?" Director Ram, surrounded by a group of supervisors, blurted out as he witnessed the scene. Danton's killing speed was simply too fast, and it was like chopping vegetables against these guys.

  "Didn't you say he was a second-class soul?" A large overseer head scolded, "Are all of you blind?"

  "Yesterday he was still second-rate." The foremen grumbled in a low voice, "This guy has risen too fast, and his equipment is good, and his subordinates are also powerful. Those big workers can beat him, it's called seeing the ghost."

  "Let's not talk about his combat wisdom and demeanor, just the experience of killing people can make all of you explode. Ram's face was gloomy, Tang Dun killed people without any extra movement, perfectly like a textbook on slaughter, how many people must have been cut down to cultivate this?"

  Those three 'iron cans' were also very troublesome, the tactics of surrounding and killing were used with great skill, and what was most terrifying was that 'they' were not afraid of death, even if they were beheaded by a sharp blade on their helmet, they would still complete their tactical mission.

  "A bunch of lunatics!"

  Not just the foreman, but also the surrounding miners all came up with the same answer.

  Apart from the one in leather armor with a crossbow, led by Tondan, this group of heavy infantrymen were like the most fearless soldiers, charging at the enemy like a tide, ferocious and unafraid to die.

  "Tang Dun, we acknowledge your status, stop killing!" A big worker finally couldn't bear the fear and cried out.