Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Zhan stared intently at the front with his eyes as sharp as a torch, accurately capturing the enemy's flaws.

I saw his figure flash, and he took a step forward like a ghost, and instantly approached me.

Then, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and accurately snatched the long sword held by one of the demon soldiers.

Wang Zhan, holding his longsword, swung it back with a smooth, flowing, and seamless movement. As the sword flashed, several demon soldiers screamed in agony and fell to the ground, wounded.

Facing such a group of vulnerable opponents, Wang Zhan sneered in his heart. This little bit of strength was a piece of cake for him. It was not even worth using all his strength. Even the weapons were just used casually to fulfill the occasion.

The remaining demon soldiers witnessed this scene and felt a surge of fear in their hearts, and their feet began to retreat involuntarily.

However, the leader did not give up.

He had just scrambled to his feet from the ground, his face filled with resentment and unwillingness. He completely ignored the stinging pain in his cheeks and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, attack together! He can't hold out for much longer!"

Before he finished speaking, he took the lead and rushed straight towards Wang Zhan.

Seeing how brave their leader was, the other demon soldiers knew that there was no way to retreat, so they had to grit their teeth and charge forward again.

Wang Zhan looked at these guys in front of him who were ignorant of their own lives. Even though he had knocked several of them to the ground, they still continued to charge towards him without fear. A trace of anger rose in his heart.

In an instant, Wang Zhan made up his mind and decided not to show mercy.

He exerted force on his feet, and his whole body flew out like an arrow, rushing towards the group of demon soldiers at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air, pointing straight at the opponent's neck.

There were only a few crisp "swish" sounds, blood splattered everywhere, and several heads rolled to the side.

Soon, as the last demon soldier fell to the ground, the surroundings fell into dead silence.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if telling of the cruelty and tragedy of the fierce battle just now.

Wang Zhan stood quietly there, breathing slightly, with no expression on his stern face. On this vast land, apart from the tall and majestic Wang Zhan, there were only the corpses of the demon soldiers lying all over the ground.

Wang Zhan took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, as if to expel the fatigue and tension brought by the fierce battle just now.

Then he gently patted the dust and blood off his body with an elegant and calm movement.

After completing this series of simple movements, Wang Zhan turned around and walked towards the gorgeously decorated carriage parked not far away with firm and powerful steps.

At this moment, Qingluo, who had been hiding in the carriage, cautiously poked her head out.

Her beautiful big eyes were shining with admiration, as bright and dazzling as the stars in the night sky.

"Wow! You are so amazing." Qingluo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her voice was clear and sweet, as beautiful as a yellow oriole singing out of a valley.

Faced with Qingluo's undisguised praise, Wang Zhan just smiled faintly, and that smile was as gentle as the spring breeze.

He whispered, "If I can't even defeat these mere soldiers, how can I be worthy of the title of one of the Seven Guardians of Humanity?"

However, Qingluo did not seem to fully agree with Wang Zhan's approach.

She frowned slightly and muttered with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Actually, you should have left one person alive, so that at least we can know where we are now, but you killed them all."

Hearing Qingluo's words, Wang Zhan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After the laughter died down, Wang Zhan explained seriously, "Capturing them would be futile. These demon soldiers are all desperate and reckless. Even if we capture them alive, extracting useful information from them is almost impossible. So, it would be easier to eliminate them once and for all."

After saying that, Wang Zhan no longer paid attention to Qingluo, but jumped off the carriage and began to search carefully among the bodies of the demon soldiers, hoping to find some items or clues that would help them in their next journey.

As a result, Wang Zhan searched for a long time but still couldn't find anything useful.

These soldiers were extremely poor, with nothing of value on them except tattered clothes and cold weapons.

Wang Zhan shook his head helplessly, and finally had to take away all the weapons in their hands.

Then he staggered to the car and carefully placed the confiscated weapons in it.

At this moment, Qingluo, who had been standing in the car and observing quietly, asked suspiciously, "What on earth are you doing?"

Wang Zhan sighed deeply and replied, "Alas! These soldiers truly have nothing. Apart from the clothes they wear, these weapons are the only ones that are of some use. We can use them just to ensure our own safety."

After hearing Wang Zhan's explanation, Qingluo nodded thoughtfully, then sighed and said, "Well, it seems this is the only way for now. So, what are you going to do with these bodies lying on the ground? Are you going to just abandon them here?"

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Wang Zhan frowned and thought to himself: If I just abandon them here so casually, it will probably cause many unexpected troubles in the future.

So, after some careful consideration, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "No, I'd better find a way to bury them, but this may take some time."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards Qingluo, and gently told her to sit in the car and rest for a while.

After Qingluo sat lightly in the car, Wang Zhan began to conduct a detailed and comprehensive inspection of the surrounding land with a focused expression.

I saw him squatting down and gently touching the ground with his hand to feel the texture of the soil; sometimes he stood up and looked around to observe the terrain.

After a period of in-depth exploration, Wang Zhan's face showed surprise. It turned out that the soil here was extremely soft, which meant that the work of digging the grave would be relatively easy. It seemed that it would not be difficult to dig a pit large enough to accommodate many corpses.

However, there was a tricky problem at this time - there was no suitable shovel available.

In desperation, Wang Zhan had to dig out a spear from the carriage as a substitute tool.

Wang Zhan did it right away, holding the spear and stabbing the ground with all his might.

At first, things went smoothly, but as time went on, the work became increasingly difficult.

Despite this, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, sweat falling with every effort.

Hard work pays off. After spending most of the day, a shallow pit finally appeared in front of us.

At this moment, Qingluo, who was sitting in the carriage, witnessed Wang Zhan's busy and exhausted figure, and a trace of pity and reluctance welled up in her heart.

So, she got out of the car without hesitation, walked quickly to Wang Zhan's side, and offered to help dig the hole and bury the body.

With Qingluo's joining, the work progress has been significantly accelerated.

The two worked together, digging the soil and carefully placing the bodies into the pit.