“Catch up, quick! Don’t let them get away!”

Dominating Warrior God’s voice resounded as more and more figures sprinted through the forest. It was obvious that all these people had been drawn over by Lin Yixin. Dominating Warrior God took the lead, his heavy sword in hand, angrily shouting, “Wind Fantasy’s obviously trying to go against Gods of Destruction. Fuck, we have to kill her today and camp her for half a year!”

In the night, I looked down and saw that the Fruit Knife Goddess had already put away her dagger. She tightly clung to my arm, trying to pull me down with her, her deep purple gem-like eyes twinkling with an odd expression.

“You have no principles!” Lin Yixin unhappily glared at me. “Haven’t Bloody Mercenaries already fallen out with the Domination Clan? Why aren’t you taking care of them here?”

My gaze swept over and I sighed. “Fuck! Did you not see how many people they have? There’s at least twenty of them, more than one-third being archers and mages. One ranged attack from each and we’re both dead!”

“Hmph, then what do we do?”

The leaves in the forest shook as Dominating Warrior God closed...