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"I don't know. We will see once they arrive," Han Jin replied in a low voice.

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

He had to let out a long howling with his last soul intelligence, trying to vent out all the devils inside. But his howling turned into a long roar which was full of brutality.

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

But now, his hope had been dashed to pieces. All the remaining bodies of human-faced eagles had been burnt by Moxinke. If he were to continue to practice cultivation according to his original plan, he would have to wait at least another month to absorb the energy from those black ravens' magic crystals. Of course, if he were fortunate enough and Moxinke were to bring back some fifth-grade holy animals again, he could shorten the time. But now, Han Jin didn't want to wait anymore, nor did he want to put his hope on others.

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

Upon facing such a mess, their psychological qualities were tested. Han Jin and Sunier were the calmest. Cessacioun knitted his brows and tried to turn his head away. Moxinke tightly held onto his sword, and seemed to be a little nervous. The least gutty one was Steelberg, with his body shaking, and his lips trembling. He had never seen such a bloody scene before; it was already a miracle that he had not passed out. 

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

Han Jin waved his hand, indicating that he had heard enough. Needless to say, his confidence had just suffered a cruel and inhumane blow, but deep in his heart, there was a fire burning more and more brightly. Moxinke had told him about the general landscape of things outside of the town. The continent was in every way disintegrating into chaos, torn by chaos as dozens of lords fought wars against each other. Compared with the outside world, Radon Town was a fictitious land of peace. Radon Town was a peaceful heaven compared to the outside, as neither bandits nor professional armies wanted to invade a place with no profit. However, just because the town had always lived in peace didn't mean it would enjoy the same peace in the future. If something catastrophic happened, the whole town, including Han Jin, would be as defenseless as straw dogs. At that point, all they could do would be to wait for death! He didn't care what others thought about that, but he, himself, would never accept such an ending.

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

After a short time, the plates of cassavas arrived. Han Jin didn't hesitate. He rolled up his sleeves, and started digging in like a wild animal. Soon, all the cassavas were wiped out. Since Han Jin had already accumulated some energy, he didn't need to carefully choose what he ate anymore. All he needed was speed.

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

He glanced up and down at the dwarf as he talked. Clearly, this was a dwarf who didn't care much about personal hygiene. His earwax was clearly visible from the side, his beard was so long that it seemed jaring compared to his height, and it was so dirty that one could see bread crumbs stuck within it. The leather armor he wore was worn out and emitted a putrid odor that was a mix between alcohol and sweat, which mercilessly assaulted Han Jin's nostrils. The boots on the dwarf's feet were even more ragged than his armor, as the tip of one of them had completely broken off, exposing his dirty toes.

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

Such a violent reaction was not because Han Jin had realized how powerful Moxinke was, but because of the explosive energy he had felt in Moxinke's body. Though lacking in knowledge about the classification of professionals, Han Jin was extremely sensitive to energy. When he shook hands with Moxinke, he could clearly feel the enormous amount of energy inside him - enormous to the point where it couldn't be measured by the basic unit of Yuan; it was nearly ten thousand Jia, and basically one step away from one Xuan. Meanwhile, ten thousand Yuan was equal to one Jia, which meant that even during his prime in his previous world, Han Jin would not have been able to compete with the swordsman in front of him.

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

"I'm asking you, which one of those doggy little eyes of yours saw him stealing?"

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Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall

Just then, a sixteen or seventeen year old girl ran into the alley, chased by two middle-aged men crying, "Miss, hold on. Miss..."

Warlord of Chaos

Fantasy · Destroying the southern wall