A long howl sounded from his mouth once more, and he continued to lead the Iron-eating Beast Legion away like a tide.
Soon, they disappeared into the endless night.
Tang Fei, holding the nearly depleted, flickering energy blade, walked up to Shen Qingping and asked, "Shouldn't we chase them?"
Shen Qingping's arm and chest were wounded, and he was having a medic spray 'Immortal Water' on the wounds.
This was a medicinal liquid used for sterilization and to help wounds heal quickly, earning such a beautiful name from the soldiers of Dushan.
"What's the point of chasing? You can't kill all the Barbarians." Shen Qingping said with a look of disgust.
It seemed he had a deep hatred for these Barbarians.
"Is it like this every day?"
"Not every day, but often." Shen Qingping replied, "There's no pattern, they strike sporadically, so it's hard to guard against."
"Why is that?" Tang Fei asked, "What do they want when they attack?"
