Monsters Are Coming

The target this time is a village parasitized by Soul Beasts.

Tong Xin is not unfamiliar with Soul Beasts.

When he was a Backseat Driver, he would read high-intensity forum strategy posts every day, and had seen analysis posts related to Soul Beasts.

The posts included video clips from the Liver Emperor Group, describing the "Soul Returning Clan," a faction opposing the Reverse Tide Army, mastering the Rule Ability Soul Shaping.

Soul Beasts were mentioned among them.

This is a special life form derived from the Soul Shaping Rule, capable of devouring targets and possessing all their attributes, including memories and abilities.

There's a video in the post where the Liver Emperor Group encountered a Soul Beast attack on their way to a second-phase training camp.

As a result, a Four Eyes Clan member was devoured and possessed by the Soul Beast, calling out to a clan brother as Ghost Pupil.

The comments section was full of curses, with everyone thinking the Soul Beast's ability was too disgusting.

Players supplementing the background information claimed that the Soul Returning Clan's characteristic is casting a wide net everywhere.

They spread Soul Beast Seeds across Monster World, with most being exterminated, but some growing rapidly through devouring and possession, ultimately returning to become part of the Soul Returning Clan.

The region he was heading to was already occupied by Soul Beast-infested village tribes.

The fog of the map had been cleared, and players had explored and researched the area in detail, so he didn't need to worry about encountering unbeatable Monsters.

After traveling a bit further, he reached an ancient village at the edge of the plain.

Rushing in head-on was clearly unsuitable; the Dark Race Warriors behind him would inevitably be wiped out.

He decided to use luring tactics to hunt, breaking them down one by one.

Turning to the five hundred Dark Race Warriors behind him, he said solemnly:

"Stay on standby here, at ease!"

Upon hearing his command, the five hundred Dark Race Warriors immediately froze.

"Wait for my return."

The five hundred Dark Race Warriors nodded uniformly, expressions serious, like a disciplined army.

Tong Xin summoned the Rock Shield and went alone towards the dilapidated village.

Shortly after, he encountered the first Soul Beast outside the village.

Its appearance was like that of a werewolf, covered in pitch-black fur, eyes glinting with bloodthirsty light devoid of any emotion, claws sharp as swords, standing like a wooden stake in the village.

Decomposition swept over it, and the Soul Beast's information presented itself in his mind:

[Soul Beast (Possession)]:

Hunting Level: 35.

Target Description: A Soul Beast that has possessed a Pork Wolf Warrior, mastering all its memories and abilities. Due to its low combat power, it has not been called back by the Soul Returning Clan.

...

"It's you."

Tong Xin picked up a stone from the ground, tested its weight, then hurled it at the Soul Beast forcefully with a hip twist.

Snap!

The stone struck the Soul Beast's head, shattering into fragments.

A low growl emanated from the Soul Beast's throat, its eyes locking onto Tong Xin, body slightly crouched.

Roar!

With a low roar, the Soul Beast lunged at Tong Xin like a vicious beast unleashed.

Tong Xin decisively retreated, widening the distance.

He retreated towards the Dark Race Warriors with the Soul Beast trailing him in a luring fashion.

The Soul Beast, enraged during the pursuit, suddenly leaped, tracing a trajectory in the air, its sharp claws slicing through the air with a sound of Broken Wind.

This kind of attack meant nothing to Tong Xin, who quickly raised the Rock Shield in front of him.

The Soul Beast's claw struck against the Rock Shield with a dull sound, and Tong Xin felt only a slight vibration without losing a drop of blood.

This destructive power is exactly the kind of weakling he wanted.

As Tong Xin continued to retreat, he soon approached the area where the Dark Race Warriors were situated.

After giving commands through the Faith Connection, the five hundred Dark Race Warriors transformed into black phantoms, swiftly crouching on all fours and enclosing the Soul Beast.

The leader, An Shui, suddenly leaped up, his figure ghostly as he approached the side of the Soul Beast.

His claws, like sharp blades, pierced the Soul Beast's fur accurately, causing blue blood to gush out.

However, with An Shui's Hunting Level only 18, the attack power was limited; the claws could barely penetrate an inch further.

The Soul Beast, in pain, twisted its body fiercely, attempting to counterattack.

But An Shui had already retreated.

At this moment, a second Dark Race Warrior moved in, with a Talent Mark appearing on his forehead, his claws coated in a dark red glow, quickly swiping across the Soul Beast's hind leg, leaving a deep wound visible to the bone.

Subsequently, the third, fourth... Dark Race Warriors surged like tidal waves, each attack precise and deadly.

They applied a hit-and-run strategy, moving so quickly it dazzled the eyes, like a group of trained little assassins working seamlessly.

The Soul Beast's growls gradually weakened, and its wounds increased in number, the eerie blue blood staining the ground.

Finally, a Dark Race Warrior leaped down from above the Soul Beast, and after a Talent Mark appeared on his forehead, his body accelerated, claws piercing directly into the Soul Beast's neck.

As his figure passed, a bloodstain appeared on the Soul Beast's neck.

The Soul Beast convulsed violently a few times before collapsing with a loud thud, no longer moving.

The entire battle took less than a minute, and the Soul Beast didn't even have a chance to counterattack before being executed by the Dark Race Warriors.

After the battle ended, the Dark Race Warriors remained inactive, obediently lying on the ground awaiting Tong Xin's command.

"Consume."

Immediately, all the Dark Race Warriors lifted their heads, opening their mouths as if absorbing in an instant.

The blood on the ground and that from the Soul Beast's wounds turned into mist, being absorbed by the Dark Race Warriors, enhancing their combat power further.

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Tong Xin stood quietly aside, watching the scene, a slight smile of satisfaction curling at the corners of his mouth.

The coordination of these Dark Race Warriors was indeed excellent, and their current combat potential was far from fully realized.