Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

But why is there only one person coming?

When they saw with their own eyes that Qi An remained calm and composed, and easily broke a soldier's arm-thick chain with his bare hands, everyone fell silent.

A soldier company commander asked: "Little brother, who are you?"

"Kill the devils!"

In one night, Qi An rescued all the soldiers from several prisoner-of-war camps that the people had inquired about. In total, there were nearly 100,000 people.

However, most of these people had been tortured beyond recognition, and only one tenth of their fighting capacity remained.

It was still dark and the soldiers all gathered together to rest. Due to lack of medical care and medicine, their wounds were simply bandaged roughly.

Qi An sighed: "This won't work. If they fight the devils like this, they will only die."

Ata was distressed: "Yes, their physical condition is too poor, many of them are injured, and they have no weapons."

Qi An "thought" for a moment, then pretended to be casual and said, "It would be great if we had pure innate spiritual power, then we would be guaranteed to be full of energy."

Ata: “…”

You, Old Six, were waiting for me here.

The Chaos Tower is an innate treasure. Any spiritual energy that enters the tower and is nourished by the tower body will be transformed into innate spiritual energy. I can't say it can bring the dead to life, but it is very simple to make a group of mortals alive.

However, the spiritual energy in these small worlds was extremely thin. Ata saved it again and again, and with the addition of the refined soul power, he finally managed to save some.

If he wants to transform, he will need a lot of spiritual power.

Ata felt extremely painful and said angrily:

"You...you only know how to exploit me. Why don't you use your own spiritual power?"

"I used all the spiritual energy I gained from refining soul power to repair my soul."

Qi An said seriously, "It's okay if you don't want to. Don't help us. We will kill them one by one. We will kill all the devils one day."

Ata Gnawing, a sinister and cunning beast.

"Okay... just give me a little bit."

After getting a positive answer, Qi An snapped his fingers, and the soldiers' eyelids became heavier and heavier, their bodies relaxed, and they soon fell asleep.

Qi An closed his eyes, and a small golden pagoda mark flashed between his eyebrows.

Slowly, the golden mark became brighter and brighter. After a burst of dazzling golden light, a small pagoda flew out from between Qi An's eyebrows, and then quickly grew larger and floated in the air.

The tower continued to emit golden light, almost illuminating half of the sky.

Then, the tower began to rotate rapidly, and extremely pure and rich innate spiritual energy emanated from the tower. Everyone was immediately enveloped in the spiritual energy, and the innate spiritual power entered the warriors' bodies as they breathed.

Anyone who understands spiritual practice would go crazy if they saw this scene.

It was a rare occasion for Ata to bleed so heavily, so Qi An naturally would not waste the opportunity and began to meditate and absorb the blood.

Ata: “…”

Damn it, someone is bullying the tower here, who will take care of this bastard?

After dawn, the soldiers woke up and soon discovered something wrong with their bodies.

Logically speaking, they had been held captive for so long, having been tortured, starved and frozen, that their bodies must have been exhausted. Yet they were still so weak before they went to sleep.

But they fell asleep inexplicably at first, and then when they woke up, they felt like they were reborn, as light as a swallow and full of strength. Even the bandaged wounds had healed and new pink flesh had grown.

"Captain, look, there's a tree sprouting." a soldier shouted.

The company commander looked and saw the young man who had rescued them yesterday sitting cross-legged under a tree. The tree above his head was actually sprouting tender green buds.

……

It's normal for trees to sprout, but it's winter...

It seemed as if nothing had made sense since they had met the young man.

Thinking of the changes in everyone's bodies, everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the young man under the tree with even more awe in their eyes.

This... this person is definitely not a normal person.

Fortunately... Fortunately, they are our own people, and our goal is to kill the Japanese.

In fact, the spiritual energy where Qi An was meditating was too rich and lasting, which caused the trees to appear to be rejuvenated.

Ata was almost furious with a shameless demon king, "How much spiritual power did you steal from me? Even the trees sprouted."

His spiritual power, the spiritual power he had accumulated with great difficulty. After giving it to the soldiers, there would be some left, but this bastard took the opportunity to suck it all away.

All his work in the previous few worlds was in vain, he just worked for this guy for nothing.

How could there be such a sinister king?

It turns out that none of those who can become leaders are good people!

"Well, it's just some spiritual power. When I have repaired my soul, do you still need to save up spiritual power to practice? I can directly help you transform."

Qi An opened his eyes, stretched, and was in a very good mood.

The innate spiritual energy is indeed worthy of its reputation. It seems that I will have to do more in the future...hmm.

"Really? You didn't lie to me?" Ata was skeptical.

"Of course it's true. I have recovered my strength, so it's only a piece of cake for me to help you transform."

"Hmph, that's best."

Ata finally shut up and returned to his sea of ​​consciousness to recuperate.

Qi An couldn't help but sigh: "Tsk, young people should really see more of the world."

She is so naive that he feels embarrassed. With such a naive kid, he should just... lie to her a few more times in the future.

Qi An stood up and looked at the soldiers, and said, "I believe you all know what the current situation in South City is. What are your plans?"

The soldiers thought about what a hell on earth Nancheng was now, their homes that had been occupied by the Japanese invaders, the hundreds of thousands of civilians and comrades who had been slaughtered, and their war-torn motherland.

Hundreds of thousands of young and tall men had red eyes, shed tears, and shouted hoarsely: "Kill all the devils and take back our homeland."

"Kill all the devils and take back our homeland."

"Kill all the devils and take back our homeland."

There is no need for any pre-war mobilization. The blood feud of Nancheng will be deeply engraved in the hearts of every Chinese with blood in his veins and will never be forgotten for a moment.

It is the pain of having our homes occupied, the hatred of having 300,000 compatriots slaughtered, and the hatred of having the dignity of our motherland trampled underfoot.

This pain, hatred and resentment can only be appeased by chopping off the devils' heads with one's own hands.

Qi An shouted, "Okay, let's go back and kill all the devils, avenge our compatriots, drive all the devils out of our country, and make sure no one dares to wantonly kill our people again."

"Kill all the Japanese!"

"Kill all the Japanese!"

"Kill all the Japanese!"

The morale of the South City army was high, but most of the soldiers were unarmed. Their guns and swords had been confiscated, so the top priority was to get weapons first.

A soldier asked a question and everyone looked at Qi An.

"Weapons are not a problem. We have them ready for us to take. They are guaranteed to be better than what you had before."

Where can I get a ready-made one?

Naturally, the fastest and most convenient way is to rob the Japanese directly, and it must be said that the Japanese weapons are indeed more advanced.

Qi An told them: "Last night, someone found out that the Japanese had more than a dozen large trucks carrying ammunition supplies into the city. They were in the arsenal in the north of the city. We went to take it away."