Become the strongest in the world of gods through game experience

The four young men laughed and left, muttering about their lofty ambitions.

Zhang Xiaoyuan shook her head upon hearing this.

Even though it's a low-level magical beast, judging from the hunting behavior of the weasel magical beast, it already possesses a certain level of intelligence.

Not to mention weasels, which are already smarter than ordinary animals, they should be even smarter now that they've become magical beasts.

Moreover, once animals transform into monsters, their destructive power increases several times over.

It becomes extremely difficult for ordinary people to deal with.

Even strong people will pay a heavy price to deal with low-level magical beasts.

Not to mention these four blond-haired guys who looked dry and had no fighting ability.

Their attempt to provoke the monster by killing weasel cubs will only make the weasel monster more ferocious and cause even greater destruction.

"It seems I need to leave quickly, lest they cause any real trouble. It would be bad if something happened to anyone."

Zhang Xiaoyuan threw away the straight wooden stick in her hand and gradually quickened her pace.

Fortunately, Xiaojia Village wasn't far away; at his current speed, he arrived in just a few minutes.

At this moment, the street was crowded with people, who were gathered together and discussing something in twos and threes.

In the very center of the crowd, the four boys Zhang Xiaoyuan had seen earlier were looking smug, each holding a weasel cub upside down in their hands.

"Er Danzi, what you're doing isn't right."

That weasel monster only stole some of our poultry before, but if you kill its cubs, you'll have completely offended it!

"Yes, weasels are the most vengeful creatures. If you kill their whole nest, they might take revenge on our entire village!"

"It will launch a sneak attack at night while everyone is asleep. Who can stand up to it? I advise you to release these little bastards as soon as possible."

Among the onlookers, most were trying to persuade the four young men to let go, a very small minority were urging them to take action, and the majority remained silent.

"Hmph, today we'll show you how we brothers kill that weasel-like monster!"

The young man's stubbornness kicked in.

Some people thought they couldn't do it, but they were determined to prove them wrong to the villagers who advised them to give up.

After the young man finished speaking, he roared and, with a fierce expression, slammed the weasel cub he was holding onto the ground.

"Squeak!"

The weasel cub let out a scream, its body twitched a few times, and then it fell silent, with drops of blood spreading from beneath it.

"Ah……"

The young man threw the weasel cub to its death. At first, there was some fear on his face, but looking at the dead weasel cub, he felt a great sense of satisfaction.

"That's it?"

The young man grimaced and urged the other three young men to take action.

The three youths didn't hesitate and threw themselves to the ground.

The fragile bodies of weasel cubs collided with the asphalt ground, easily breaking their bones and rupturing their internal organs, leading to their deaths.

"Everyone get ready. It shouldn't be long before the weasel monster is attracted here, and then we'll kill it together!"

The young man who first threw the weasel cub to its death shouted, waving a stick as thick as an arm in his hand.

Seeing this, the other villagers didn't say anything more and left to go home and get their weapons.

Zhang Xiaoyuan stood quietly in a corner, watching.

The methods these young people used may be effective, but they are definitely not good methods.

Especially now.

Zhang Xiaoyuan glanced intently in one direction and slowly walked towards it.

By this time, all the villagers had already taken their weapons.

Some were carrying kitchen knives.

Some were carrying wooden forks.

Some were carrying shovels.

He carried with him all the weapons he could find.

However, they did not appear directly on the street.

Instead, it hid in the house surrounding the house where the weasel cubs had been thrown to their deaths.

They stared intently at the road through the gate or window, waiting for the weasel monster to appear.

As time went on, yellow smoke suddenly filled the street, carrying a slightly fishy smell.

Just one whiff of it makes people feel nauseous and want to vomit, almost to the point of fainting.

"That monster is here!"

Someone cried out in terror, especially when they realized that everyone around him was falling asleep, which made them scream even more frightened.

"Shut up! What are you yelling about? Even if they came, you'd scare them away!"

One of the young men who had killed the weasel cub spoke up, glaring displeasedly at the person who had spoken.

However, the yellow toxic smoke filling the sky was clearly the work of the weasel monster, raising the villagers' alertness once again.

The yellow toxic smoke now obscured their vision, making it difficult to see the location of the weasel monster.

Just as they were searching diligently, a commotion suddenly broke out in the house across the street, with screams coming from people every now and then.

"ah--"

"Ah! That beast is here! Everyone, come and kill it! Ah—"

"Squeak!"

The weasel-like monster finally appeared, its eyes red, and kept pouncing on the humans in front of it.

Not long ago, it returned to its den and found that its babies were missing.

She was immediately anxious and tracked down her child's trail based on the lingering scent in the air.

However, when it arrived, it was horrified to find that its children had turned into four filthy puddles of flesh, lying on the cold ground.

Its child is dead!

Then... let those humans who killed its child be buried with it!

The weasel roared angrily. Facing the metal object that was being slapped at it, it neither dodged nor avoided it, but directly used its paw, which was no bigger than a human's palm, to slap it away and deform it.

This stunned everyone.

"Erdanzi, you son of a bitch, get over here right now and clean this up! Didn't you say you had a way to deal with this ordinary magical beast?!"

In front of the weasel-like monster, a bald middle-aged man shouted loudly; he was Erdanzi's father.

The hammer in his hand was already deformed, and the surface of the hammer had been poked with several small holes by the weasel, which terrified him.

"Father, just you wait and see!"

Erdan walked over with a cold face and pointed the object in his hand at the weasel.

"Is this... a gun?"

Someone saw what Erdan was holding and exclaimed in surprise.

"That's right, exactly. The higher-ups heard that a magical beast had appeared in our village, so they specially prepared this for us. I just happened to use it to deal with this beast!"

Erdan said with a smile.

With special weapons to deal with monsters, how could he possibly lose?

"Alright, Erdan, hurry up and kill it!"

Erdan's father was overjoyed and excitedly patted Erdan on the shoulder.

"Look at me!"

Without hesitation, Erdan told the people around him to clear the way, aimed at the weasel, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Eighteen bullets were fired in quick succession, gleaming with a metallic glint, and exploded the instant they hit their targets.

"Heh heh, at this close range, how could he not die?"

Erdan smiled confidently and blew a breath into the muzzle of the gun in a pretentious manner.

But the next moment.

A sound came whistling through the air, and then the gun in front of his face was knocked away, sending him flying away from the crowd.

"The weasel isn't dead yet!"

Someone screamed from behind; they had spotted a weasel.

Several small, pitted holes appeared on the weasel's body, but they were filled in by the surrounding area within seconds, as if they had never appeared at all.

However, some parts of the weasel's body were charred, indicating that the weasel had indeed been attacked by Erdan.

"Run!"

Erdan let out a howl, ignored the bewildered villagers, and turned to run away.

If that gun hadn't blocked the blow for him, it would have been his head that was just knocked away!

"Damn it! Erdan, you son of a bitch..."

The other villagers were stunned. Erdan's trump card was gone. How could they fight back?

Just then, as the villagers retreated in terror, the ferocious weasel in front of them began to struggle violently.