"Stop stalling!"

Thankfully, while the Beast Clan was quite potent, their intelligence was truly lacking. They intended to ridicule the middle-aged man but inadvertently revealed information about the ambusher hiding underground.

"Even if you struggle, you cannot escape our grasp. Besides, just to be safe, I already notified the Emperor when that boy first appeared! The one who has never shown himself is our Emperor's subordinate. As for you, hehe, you're nearly dead anyway. Your head will be our gift to the King, and the messenger will also be rewarded by the King. This won't conflict with our interests, so why should we fight over it?"

The middle-aged man in the open and Wang Zhan, hidden in the shadows, both frowned upon hearing this. A murderous aura quietly intensified, and they sensed the approaching danger.

Although this King-level beast was a bit foolish, the information it revealed was significant.

Emperor? An Emperor is aware of my existence? ...Impossible! Even if Senior Martial King were here, to an Emperor, he would be nothing more than a slightly larger ant, utterly unworthy of attention! Unless they had other plans before I arrived, or perhaps someone knew I was coming and specifically targeted me?

Wang Zhan immediately began to ponder.

Both hypotheses are possible. The first probably hints at an internal change within the Beast Clan. The second, naturally, would stem from the prying eyes and hatred of the original organization or other malicious parties directed at me. But is all this necessary? Considering this, the possibility that had quietly crossed my mind is directly dismissed. Only the first one remains. The Star War Battlefield has undergone new changes, to the extent that even an Emperor has taken notice and specifically dispatched his messenger for this.

Wang Zhan, temporarily proceeding with this assumption, felt a huge weight lift from his heart.

Although it might be a bit presumptuous, ruling out that one possibility has certainly made things much easier. So, the next step is to prepare for "How to Save the Federation Soldiers".

Meanwhile, in the ongoing situation, Wang Zhan's mind was in turmoil, a myriad of thoughts flashing through.

The middle-aged man, naturally, having learned more about his own dire situation as a Martial King from the beast's words, grew even more stern, his heart increasingly tense.

But in this process, neither side would show mercy, for mercy to the enemy was suicide.

"Hehe, this secret isn't important anyway. So what if I told you? You'll still be captured! Kill!"

The King-level beast that had spoken immediately took the lead. It actually moved ahead of the other two King-level beasts, charging straight forward, determined to kill the middle-aged man itself. Yet, just a moment ago, it had been squabbling with another beast, trying to make the other be the first to kill the middle-aged man, after which they would share the glory and flesh equally.

At this moment, the other two King-level beasts also reacted, their mental energy tangling in the air.

"This bastard is getting more and more cunning... It blabbed and made a small mistake, but it also elevated the messenger's status. Where does that leave us?"

"Heh heh heh, quite some skill. I never expected it, truly never expected that even after being its neighbor for nearly a decade, this is the first time I've seen this sly fox be so treacherous... It's just like... those detestable members of the Human Race!"

"So what do we do now?"

"What else can we do? Wait for it to kill this Martial King and then divide his flesh with us? Dream on! In the oath we just swore, you are the main party. Therefore, that Martial King must die by your hand. Otherwise, with the messenger here, if that one wins, we won't get a single hair!"

"...Then let's kill him!"

"Kill!"

Cunning and discordant beasts were clearly less destructive and intimidating than those united in purpose.

At this very moment, the three massive King-level beasts stood before the middle-aged man. Each possessed a unique, ferocious aura and appearance. They had truly united. Although some apprehension remained between them, it didn't prevent the middle-aged man from feeling immense pressure, forcing him to retreat continuously.

This is bad... If they join forces, I'll have no room to maneuver...

Just as one tail swept before him and another lashed out towards his feet, the middle-aged man instantly realized his predicament. His space to retreat was shrinking, while the three King-level beasts' encirclement grew tighter. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before the middle-aged man, despite being a Martial King, would become a captive!

After all, he could handle one King-level beast, or even two lower-ranking King-level beasts. But three beasts together weren't as simple as their sum in a textbook—not merely an aggregation of three. This was a union, an escalation, a qualitative transformation! And the middle-aged man was currently the prey suffering under this oppressive, transformed power.

Suddenly, he fiercely dodged another bite attack, the iron chain in his hand whistling as it brutally slammed onto one of the King-level beasts. Then, he vaguely saw, not far in front of him, some blurry words apparently formed from leaves.

"Escape! This way!"

Clearly, this was a new, unexpected development. But the middle-aged man's gaze sharpened slightly, and it seemed as if a sigh of relief escaped him.

Good, reinforcements have finally arrived! Although I don't know who it is, it doesn't matter. Any outcome is better than dying now. So what if it's the original organization? If they have the guts, let them take me back to their Base and conduct their cruel, disgusting experiments. Heh, I definitely wouldn't be the first one to die anyway.

Immediately, the middle-aged man's body pulsed with renewed vigor. His iron chain seemed even more imposing as he threw his head back and laughed heartily towards the sky.

"Since you're unwilling to go all out and clearly can't handle me, this old man will take his leave first! We'll meet again if fate allows! HAHAHAHA..."

Hearing this, Wang Zhan slapped his forehead again.

Setting aside everything else, this senior is truly thick-skinned! If I hadn't feared he was about to die and gone to the trouble of creating a message with leaves, this old fellow probably wouldn't have lasted the time it takes to burn one stick of incense before becoming food for the beasts.

As for the three King-level beasts tasked with surrounding and killing this human Martial King, they were, of course, even more speechless.

"Ridiculous! Where could you possibly run?"

"Is this what you Human Race call self-deception? HAHAHA, amusing, truly amusing..."

"Run, go on, run! How about I leave you an opening? If you can escape, well, that would be a testament to your skill, wouldn't it?"

The middle-aged man's words, along with his posture that suggested he still had strength to spare, immediately caused the three King-level beasts, who had just reached a consensus, to have differing opinions once more. One mocked the middle-aged man's presumptuous idea; another yearned for the life in the human world. The last one was cunningly trying to employ a stratagem of "besieging three sides and leaving one open," hoping the middle-aged man would exhaust his own Essence Energy and energy during the escape. It even genuinely opened a small gap for the middle-aged man, leaving him a sliver of an escape route.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man was a veteran of countless battles. What situation had he not seen, what conspiracy had he not encountered, what predicament had he not faced... Thus, he immediately shot forward without the slightest hesitation, darting through the gap that this King-level beast had left open, heading in a direction completely opposite to Wang Zhan. He laughed wildly as he fled, shouting, "HAHAHA, thank you! No need to see me off! My friend, if you ever come to the Federation, I swear to the heavens I will fulfill my duties as a host and let you experience the warmth of the Federation's people, to repay the life-saving grace you've shown me today!"

His voice still echoing, the middle-aged man covered a hundred meters in a single breath.

The two Martial Kings behind him were greatly alarmed, completely caught off guard by the direction of the middle-aged man's escape.

"You actually let him go?"

"Do you even realize what you're doing?"

Fortunately, communication in the world of consciousness often took but an instant. Otherwise, in that brief moment, the middle-aged man, who was like meat on the chopping block, could have truly vanished.

In fact, the middle-aged man didn't believe he had truly escaped to safety. Because, although he could no longer feel the pressure from the three Martial Kings behind him, those Human-shaped creatures were catching up. Regardless of whether there were actual humans among them, if those beings hidden in the darkness caught him, he would likely become another satisfying meal for them.

Back where they were, the King-level beast that had let the middle-aged man go, finally spoke slowly.

"What's the hurry? Isn't the messenger here? Do you really think a mere Martial King from the Federal Human Race can escape the messenger's grasp? Besides, didn't you see those human-like organisms chasing him? Whether they are Human Race or our own clan members, let them fight it out. When the time comes, we can just go over and pick up the spoils, can't we?"

"Nonsense! If he falls into their hands and is completely devoured, what will be left for us? Do you know how hard it is for us to get a taste of fresh meat?"

"You must give us an explanation! You put us on the spot in front of the messenger earlier, and we didn't say anything. But if you have ulterior motives or are colluding with the Human Race, you'd better confess everything clearly right now in front of the messenger, so you can at least die with your body intact!"

The reprimanded King-level beast immediately sensed a colossal aura surging from beneath the ground. Only when one, then two, then three heads emerged from the earth did it realize they belonged to three enormous pythons. Each head, with its sharp fangs and eyes, was exceptionally sinister.

Of course, all three King-level beasts present knew. This was just one snake, named—the Hell's Nine-headed Snake!

If placed among these Martial Kings, judging by Talent alone, the Hell's Nine-headed Snake could instantly annihilate them.

However, the reprimanded King-level beast showed no fear. It merely sneered inwardly at their foolishness and then respectfully addressed the Nine-headed Serpent.

"Ta Qing of the Hyena Clan greets Lord Nine-headed Snake! This lowly one deliberately let that Human Race Martial King go, offending Your Lordship's Dignity. I implore Your Lordship to mete out punishment!"

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