"Uh, monkey?"

After looking into the distance, there were densely shaking gray sperm groups near the gray sperm tribe.

The chief and the others were timid without saying a word: "Why should we choose a smaller one, the gray spirit tribe that does not have so many settlements around them block the door?"

Husseley ignored these cowards at all. After studying the topographic map around the Gray Spirit Tribe, he marked a few points on it.

Then he said to the chief and the others: "Take Puji with you and hide it in a few places and wait for the goose. Be careful not to expose Jiji!"

The chief and others were stunned and looked at several places marked on the virtual projection map by Hussere.

I found that they were several gray spirit settlements they cleared out before. They were not too far from the Gray Spirit Tribe No. 22, but they were not too close. There was a few kilometers away.

"What do you want to do..."

Before the chief finished his confusing words, he saw the monkey rushing out with two big swords, and immediately blurted out, "Damn!"

Hussele, who had already massacred a grey spirit tribe, has already had a relatively intuitive concept of his ability to bear, so he can naturally understand it.

With full food storage and satiety, he can maintain high-intensity continuous combat for about an hour and a half.

Now the meat he used to replenish his energy has been replaced with the steppet wolf meat that he replenishes.

The nutrition and energy value is twice that of ordinary meat. Without encountering high-intensity combat, it can almost guarantee that it will consume about three hours.

This gave him the confidence to rush out of the siege and evacuate even if he couldn't beat him.

Besides, Hussele was not stupid. Even though he knew that rushing into the Gray Spirit Tribe might be trapped and difficult to evacuate, he still had to rush in with a strong head?

This No. 2 Gray Spirit Tribe is so large that the gray spirit moving around is just hundreds of patrols. Wouldn't it be nice to fight guerrillas?

The chief and his team fell into a misunderstanding, and they thought that Hussere had to rush into the Gray Spirit Tribe before they could get the spoils in the tribe.

But the problem is that Hussere's purpose is to massacre the ash spirit and absorb souls to improve himself, not to plunder the spoils.

As long as there are monsters to kill, does it matter whether or not to rush into the tribe?

So, when Hussere rushed out alone, attracting a large group of tribes who were digging soil and digging holes, or fighting each other for fun.

The Chiefs and the others could only disperse the players' teams according to the places marked by Hussere and quietly lurked over with various supplies.

There is nothing to say about Husseray's boring battle process.

It was nothing more than swinging two sharp swords that were re-sharpened, and rushing into the grey spirit group as always, cutting and cutting, and unparalleled along the way.

The gray spirits may have never encountered such a situation where someone rushed to their tribe to provoke it alone, but it was not possible for a long time to react.

When they come back to their senses, they show more excitement than anger or fear, even if Hussere cuts to death and injured a large number of their similar people in one encounter.

Interestingly, the habit of "pollsing the less" of a small monster, seems to have been imprinted into the bones.

No matter how many similar species Hussere killed and injured them, these little monsters were used to it and continued to rush over in excitement.

It seems that as long as they have more numbers than enemies, victory will eventually belong to them.

So much so that Hussere's actions failed to even arouse the interest of the big gray spirits in the tribe.

Maybe I think that it’s not worth their trip to death like this alone.

Since the gray spirits are so "hospitable", Hussere naturally doesn't have to be polite to them.

The windmill strangled through the double-held ring, and the one who cut the way was so invincible that he pushed the wither and decisive.

There is no need to pay attention to any sword-style skills, just do whatever you feel comfortable, and directly launches the random killing mode.

However, the small gray essence with such a large number and scale can use very limited weapons and armor.

Except for a few rust "tetanus blades" dug out of the soil, most of them are holding their own diy's stone spears, stone axes, bone guns, and even sharp branches.

These things can't break Hussere's body at all, and the full set of metal armor was wrapped tightly.

Apart from using his own quantity to consume Hussele's physical strength, the little gray spirits could not pose any effective threat to him.

Perhaps the number of enemies coming was too small, which was difficult to arouse the vigils of the gray spirits.

So much so that Hussere blocked outside their tribes and cut off all the small gray spirits, but they were unable to alarm all the gray spirits in the tribes. Only the gray spirits near the battlefield would be attracted to join the battle.

This phenomenon surprised Husseley. Are these gray spirits so hearted?

Until the number of casualties reached a certain scale, including the little gray spirits who besieged Hussere.

Only then did I realize that the enemy this time seemed to be not the existence they could die by relying on their number, so I finally started screaming in panic.

Perhaps this harsh scream is a way for gray spirits to express their emotions, or it is a signal they send messages.

The groups of little monsters in the Gray Spirit Tribe finally began to stir up, and the tribe began to rush out to participate in the battle.

But at this time, Hussele said that thousands of small gray spirits had already been killed... There was no way, the gray spirits were crowded too densely.

His two big swords had a wide range of impacts. He swung them and swept them like harvesting wheat to sweep them. To be honest, he couldn't feel any resistance.

When the Big Gray Spirit leads the overwhelming group of small Gray Spirits to rush out of the tribe to support it.

Hussele, who was covered in blood, had already massacred seven in and seven out of the grey spirit group, and cut from the east to the west of the tribe, and then cut from the north to the south of the tribe, killing almost all the grey spirit patrol team wandering outside.

But even if the big gray spirits think about supporting them, it is no difference to Hussere.

Because there are too many small gray essences, those big gray essences are simply unreliable, and they can only jump straight in the distance.

When the big gray spirits began to drive away the little gray spirit and tried to get close to Hussele, he had already chased the little gray spirit group and rushed to the distance.

Hussele didn't bury his head when fighting, but actually observed the surrounding situation at any time.

As long as the big gray spirit approaches, he will be alert to the long-range attack of the big gray spirit. Whether it is the thrown stones or the short spear, he carefully dodged.

When a big gray spirit is left alone in chaos, it is surrounded by small gray spirits and is difficult to move.
Chapter completed!