Chương 5: 05 were wiped out? Who has such great ability?
Battle Through the Heavens: Marry Medusa, Reward: Devouring the Ancestral Symbol · 佚名 · 24 chương · ~15 phút đọc · Tạo 29/07/2026
Queen Medusa's bedroom.
Yue Mei knelt on the ground, her face deathly pale.
"Your Majesty, Lin Tian... he has left the tribe."
Queen Medusa's face darkened upon hearing this.
"What did you say?"
"He went to Shimo City," Yue Mei said.
"I couldn't stop him, he... he absorbed my fighting spirit."
Yue Mei's voice was trembling.
"My current strength has fallen to the peak of the two-star Dou Wang level."
Queen Medusa stood up, a flash of anger in her eyes.
This Lin Tian simply doesn't take her seriously.
They left the snake-people tribe without permission.
It also absorbed Yue Mei's fighting spirit.
"Your Majesty, should we send someone to bring him back?" Yue Mei asked.
Queen Medusa remained silent for a moment.
She did indeed want to send someone to bring Lin Tian back.
Who can we send?
Even Yue Mei was no match for him; any other commander would be a fool to him.
His bizarre power of devouring.
Of all the snake people, no one but her could subdue him.
However, her strength has declined, and she is no longer at the peak of the Dou Huang level.
Queen Medusa took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.
"No need."
She spoke.
Yue Mei was stunned for a moment.
"Your Majesty?"
"If he wants to go to Stone Desert City, then let him go," Queen Medusa said coldly.
"He can't escape anyway."
Yue Mei wanted to say something more, but seeing Queen Medusa's attitude, she had no choice but to swallow back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
"Step back," said Queen Medusa.
"Yes."
Yue Mei got up and left the palace.
Queen Medusa stood still, looking out the door.
A cold glint flashed in her eyes.
Lin Tian.
……
……
Lin Tian left the snake-people tribe and set foot on the ground of the Tagor Desert.
Under the blazing sun, yellow sand filled the sky.
As far as the eye can see, there are golden sand dunes everywhere, stretching endlessly.
The sand underfoot was scorching hot from the sun; you could feel the burning heat as you stepped on it.
Lin Tian walked across the desert, his pace neither hurried nor slow.
He is going to Shimo City.
As Lin Tian was walking, a commotion suddenly came from a distance.
He looked up and saw a group of people appearing in front of him.
Dozens of men who looked like mercenaries were heading this way.
The leader was a burly middle-aged man with a fierce face and a large knife hanging at his waist.
Rob, the leader of the Sand Mercenary Group.
The strength of a peak Grand Master.
"Commander, there are people ahead."
A mercenary pointed at Lin Tian and spoke.
Rob raised his head, looked at Lin Tian, and a greedy glint flashed in his eyes.
"Surround them."
Rob waved his hand and said coldly.
A dozen mercenaries immediately surrounded Lin Tian.
Each of them held a weapon and wore a sinister grin.
"Kid, you're unlucky to have run into our Sand Mercenary Group."
One of the mercenaries spoke up.
"Those who know what's good for them will obediently surrender and avoid physical suffering."
"Hand over the martial arts techniques and fighting skills you possess."
"That's what another mercenary said."
Lin Tian looked at them, his face expressionless.
"Get out of the way."
He said lightly.
Upon hearing this, Rob sneered.
He looked at Lin Tian, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.
"Get them!"
A dozen mercenaries immediately swarmed forward and pounced on Lin Tian.
Swords gleamed, and the air was thick with murderous intent.
Lin Tian looked at them and shook his head.
He raised his hand and struck out with his palm.
boom.
The mercenary at the front was sent flying backward, his chest caved in, and he died on the spot.
The other mercenaries' expressions changed, but they still gritted their teeth and charged forward.
Lin Tian did not hold back.
One slap each.
Several muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.
The mercenaries who rushed up all fell to the ground.
They lay sprawled on the sand, none of them able to get up.
Rob stood not far away, watching this scene, his expression changed drastically.
Although the dozen or so mercenaries under his command were not experts, they were all at the Dou Shi level.
They were all killed by this kid with a single palm strike?
"Trying to steal my fighting techniques? You've got the hell to kill me?"
He walked up to Rob, raised his hand, and grabbed Rob by the neck.
The Devouring Ancestral Symbol is activated.
The fighting spirit within Rob's body surged wildly into Lin Tian's body.
"You... you're absorbing my battle aura?"
Rob cried out in terror.
He tried to break free, but Lin Tian's hand was tightly gripping his neck.
The fighting spirit within his body was constantly being lost.
In a short while, all the fighting spirit in Rob's body was absorbed.
His meridians had all collapsed, and his limbs hung limply, as if he had become a puddle of mud.
"Please... please... spare me..."
Rob's voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.
Lin Tian looked at him, his face expressionless.
He exerted force on his wrist.
Click.
Rob's neck was broken.
Lin Tian released his grip, and Luo Bu's body slumped to the ground.
A cloud of yellow sand was kicked up.
He glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, then looked away.
Then close your eyes and feel the fighting spirit within your body.
He absorbed the fighting spirit of several Dou Shi, as well as the fighting spirit of Luo Bu, a great Dou Shi.
But even all of these fighting spirits combined don't amount to much.
For someone at the peak of his three-star Dou Wang level, this amount of Dou Qi barely caused any ripples.
His strength remains at the peak of the three-star Dou Wang level, with almost no improvement.
Lin Tian shook his head.
The battle qi of these ordinary battle masters is no longer of any use to him.
He needs to absorb stronger individuals.
Battle King, Battle Emperor.
Only a powerhouse of that level can rapidly increase his strength.
Lin Tian pulled himself out of his thoughts and continued walking towards Stone Desert City.
……
Within the territory of Shimo City.
The headquarters of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group.
Xiao Li sat in the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand.
He is the leader of the Mo Tie Mercenary Group and the second young master of the Xiao family.
He left the Xiao family a few years ago and came to Shimo City to make his way in the world, where he single-handedly created the Mo Tie Mercenary Group.
Today, the Mo Tie Mercenary Group is one of the largest mercenary groups in Shimo City.
Just then, a mercenary strode in.
The mercenary walked hurriedly, his face showing some tension.
"Commander, we just received intelligence."
"What is it?" Xiao Li put down his teacup and asked.
"Rob, the leader of the Sand Mercenary Group, died in the desert."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Li frowned immediately.
"Is it really Rob?"
"Confirmed." the mercenary said.
"There are still more than a dozen corpses at the scene, all members of the Sand Mercenary Group, all of them killed."
Xiao Li's expression changed slightly.
Although the Sand Mercenary Group is not a major force, Rob is still a peak Great Battle Master.
He has more than a dozen mercenaries under his command, all of whom are at the Battle Master level.
They were all wiped out?
"Who did it?" Xiao Li asked.
"I don't know," the mercenary said.
"No clues were left at the scene, and there were no obvious weapon wounds on the bodies."
"Several bodies had sunken chests, as if they had been slapped to death."
"Rob's corpse is the strangest. All the meridians in his body have collapsed, and the fighting spirit in his body has disappeared completely."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Li's expression became even more solemn.
His fighting spirit was completely drained?
What kind of tactic is this?
He had never heard of any technique that could drain someone else's fighting spirit.
Xiao Li remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"Go down and keep an eye on things."
"Yes."
The mercenary retreated.
Xiao Li sat in the chair, his brows furrowed.
Rob died.
The Sand Mercenary Group was completely wiped out.
Who has such great ability?

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