Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

Back to the present moment, the War Emperor is still lurking in Fenglang Village, quietly dealing with the remaining bandits in the village.

The Demonic Charm at this moment, or more precisely the Snow Charm, was like a ghost hidden in the darkness, quietly hiding behind the group of miserable bandits, her eyes staring at their every move like bright stars.

At this moment, the Blood Knife King, who had just finished the battle, slowly raised his head and swept his eyes across the battlefield that had already ended. The ground was littered with the corpses of magic wolves and his brothers. A trace of anxiety and worry that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that this was not the time to be in a daze, so he stepped forward without hesitation and shouted, "The rest of you, gather quickly and see how many brothers we have left!" His voice exploded in the air like thunder, bringing the already exhausted bandits back to their senses in an instant.

"Yes!"

"I am coming!"

"understand!"

Firm responses came from different directions. The injured bandits endured the pain, supported each other and gathered together.

When they finally counted the number of people, they couldn't help but reveal despair on their faces, because they were shocked to find that there were less than ten people left alive, and each of them was seriously injured, some were even bleeding profusely, and looked extremely miserable.

The Blood Knife King silently looked at the remaining subordinates in front of him, with endless emotion and helplessness in his heart.

He thought to himself, "I didn't expect the casualties in this battle to be so heavy. It was really beyond my expectation. Fortunately, the level of these bloodthirsty magic wolves is not high. They are just ordinary and low-level magic beasts. In addition, so many of them were killed by arrows before. If they were stronger, I'm afraid we would really be wiped out today." His eyes revealed deep fatigue. After all, he was very tired after fighting for so long.

After taking a look at the few remaining brothers who were covered in wounds and breathing weakly, the Blood Knife King, who already looked a little embarrassed, now sat down on the dusty and bloody ground like a puddle of mud due to endless fatigue.

His chest was heaving violently, as if it was being tightly squeezed by an invisible hand. He was desperately trying to inhale more air. His heavy gasping sounds were like a strong wind passing through, and they were particularly clear and harsh in this chaotic battlefield.

After all, he had just experienced an extremely fierce battle, and his injuries were really serious. Those shocking wounds were constantly oozing bright red blood, staining his originally majestic clothes.

If he were to be at his peak strength, he wouldn't be injured like this in a single battle. The main reason was that the battlefield was in such chaos beyond imagination. The ferocious roars of the bloodthirsty wolves and the shouts of his brothers fighting desperately intertwined to form a chilling melody of death.

In such a chaotic environment, he had to be very careful when fighting, for fear that he would accidentally step on the corpses lying on the ground and fall, or accidentally hurt his own people who were still struggling.

Therefore, during the fight, he had to remain highly vigilant at all times and attack very carefully. He was completely unable to unleash his usual extremely fierce boxing and kicking skills. This made his fight extremely difficult. Every time he swung his sword or struck out with his palm, he was restricted, which made him feel very tired.

"Oh, it's such a blessing that the terrible bloodthirsty Demon Wolf King didn't come. If it really showed up, with its terrifying strength, I'm afraid all of us would be completely finished, and no one would survive." The Blood Knife King sighed secretly in his heart, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little lucky that he was able to escape this disaster.

"Boss, what should we do next? How about we go back to the village?"

The injured Third In Command staggered over from behind, and it was obvious that his injuries were not light. At this time, he spoke to the Blood Knife King, saying that he didn't know what to do next. Their think tank, Little Zhuge, was also bitten to death by the magic wolf in the melee just now.

"It seems we have no choice but to return to the stronghold. With so many brothers dead, our stronghold will be seriously damaged this time. Oh, it's really strange, why did a pack of bloodthirsty demon wolves appear here when everything was fine?"

The Blood Knife King spoke slowly, his voice revealing a hint of deep doubt, as if he had countless questions in his heart that had not been answered.

He looked at the Death Forest in the distance, wondering why the bloodthirsty demon wolves that usually lurked there suddenly appeared here. This was really too strange.

"Brothers, let's support each other. For now, let's get back safely. Once we get back to the stronghold, we can have the brothers there take these wolves and our bodies back to deal with them."

After saying this, the Blood Knife King stood up and wiped the blood-stained sword with a slightly stiff movement. The dark red blood seemed to still emit bursts of chill. Then he carefully put the sword back into the scabbard, and a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in his eyes.

Then, the Blood Knife King took the lead and began to lead the rest of the group back to the mountain stronghold. Along the way, they were all silent, and the atmosphere seemed a bit dull and depressing.

They were probably all thinking about what they had just experienced, their hearts filled with anxiety and confusion.

Unfortunately, they were completely unaware of the earth-shaking changes taking place in the village at this moment, and they also didn't know that this would be the last battle of their lives.

At this moment, Xue Mei, who was hiding behind, stared closely at those who were about to leave, with complex lights flashing in her eyes, not knowing whether to take action.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of hesitation flashed across her eyes, and then as if she had made some important decision, she quickly and quietly hid back in the bushes.

At this moment, they happened to pass by where she was hiding. The strong smell of blood hit her face, making her frown. She could clearly feel that these people were seriously injured, and every step seemed to be filled with heavy pain.

As they gradually receded into the distance, Xue Mei quickly emerged from the bushes, her eyes fixed on the departing people. Her mind was swirling with thoughts, unsure whether she should continue to follow them.

But in the end, she sighed and decided to follow in case anything happened to their group.

The distance that was not far for them originally now seemed so long. Because they were injured and had to rest from time to time, their speed was very slow.

Besides being tired, they also felt alert. After all, with their current strength, any powerful person or monster could take care of them, so they also had to pay attention to the surrounding situation. Fortunately, nothing happened.

At the same time, during the same period of time, when the Blood Knife King and his men happened to encounter the bloodthirsty demon wolf pack, the War Emperor had just dealt with a lot of bandits and rescued those innocent girls.

While they were fighting, Zhan Huang had already met Li Ling and knew what had happened to Li Ling. At this time, he was preparing to find the key to open the mysterious room.

After getting the key and figuring out the situation of the Soul-Bewitching Blade, the War Emperor came to the four people who were playing dice before, and then blew them to death with a gas bomb.

At this time, Blood Knife King and his men had just finished fighting and had just set off on their way back to the village.