Devouring the starry sky, the clone evolves into a primordial behemoth.

Chapter 29 A Deadly Intent Emerges

Wilderness area, city number 006.

Dilapidated streets, cracked buildings.

Weeds sprouted from every crevice, and vines climbed all over the surface of the buildings.

The roars of beasts echoed from not far away, and large flocks of avian monsters occasionally swept across the sky.

Against this desolate backdrop, the leisurely figures of a young man and woman stand out starkly.

The tall, handsome young man carried a heavy sword on his back, wore a black alloy combat suit, alloy combat boots, and wrist guards.

Standing at around 1.9 meters tall, he was as imposing as a mountain. His thick but not exaggerated muscles filled out his combat uniform perfectly. He had handsome features and a well-defined profile, like a perfect sculpture.

The improvement at the genetic level not only made Chen Mo's physical fitness more perfect, but also made his appearance more perfect, to the point that even Song Zilin's picky eyes could not find any fault with him.

At this moment, Song Zilin was also wearing a black tight-fitting combat suit, which showed off her long, straight and shapely legs to the fullest. Her small combat boots kicked the ground and made a crisp sound.

At seventeen, her small chest, which hadn't fully developed yet, was beginning to take shape. Her high ponytail added a touch of heroism to her, but her beautiful face with its dimpled smile still carried a youthful air, and even had a hint of baby fat.

She was like a black butterfly, flitting among the flowers and plants, her voice as clear and melodious as pearls falling onto a jade plate, sometimes softly laughing, sometimes playfully frolicking, as if she were an elf who had strayed into the human world.

Chen Mo, with his arms crossed and a slight smile on his face, walked slowly, quietly watching the beautiful girl bouncing around, his eyes filled with a hint of doting affection that he himself was unaware of.

After four consecutive days of intense hunting, the team members were all a little tired, so today was a day for everyone to rest.

Originally, Chen Mo was in charge of collecting ingredients for lunch by himself, but Song Zilin volunteered to go with him, which led to the scene before us.

"Does it look good?" The girl tucked a blooming wild chrysanthemum into her hair, making her already stunning face even more radiant.

She turned to look at Chen Mo with anticipation, blinking her big, bright eyes, looking innocent and charming.

"It's alright." Chen Mo's unwelcome reply made the girl's face immediately fall.

"She's only slightly prettier than a natural fairy." Chen Mo revealed a smug smile; teasing Song Zilin had been his greatest pleasure these past few days.

"Hmph~ You have good taste." Song Zilin's lips instantly curled up uncontrollably. She flicked her ponytail arrogantly and skipped forward, her light steps revealing her inner joy.

Just then, Chen Mo suddenly sensed something and seemingly unintentionally turned his head to glance at the rooftop not far away.

"Strange, the powerful figure who usually protects Zilin secretly always follows her from a distance, so why is he so close today?"

Although he was puzzled, Chen Mo didn't think too much about it and quickened his pace to catch up with Song Zilin.

Just then, a group of human warriors suddenly appeared downstairs at the building where the Black Angels team was resting.

The leader was of medium build and walked with a limp. If you looked closely, you would see that his left leg, which was covered by his combat uniform, was not made of flesh and blood, but a prosthetic limb made of alloy.

At this moment, a sinister look appeared on his pockmarked, ugly face, and he said coldly, "Finally, those two brats left. It's been quite a wait for me."

The other six martial artists were four men and two women. One of them, a gaunt middle-aged man, chuckled softly, his voice hoarse.

"There's nothing we can do. We can't touch that woman from the Song family; she's definitely protected by powerful figures. As for that kid surnamed Chen—"

"You've seen it these past few days, that kid is truly extraordinary. If you mess with such a terrifying young man and can't kill him, he'll become a major threat in the future, so it's best not to provoke him."

"Hmm." The lame man nodded without refuting, knowing he certainly wouldn't dare to provoke the Song family.

He wasn't stupid when it came to Chen Mo. A terrifying young man who could kill a high-level beast general in his early twenties almost certainly meant that he would become a war god, or even a high-level war god. What else could it be but courting death if he messed with such a person!

"Our targets are the other three members of the Black Angels. They must die! As for Tang Jin, it would be best if we could capture her alive, but if we can't, we must make sure she suffers a terrible death!" The lame man's eyes were filled with ruthlessness and hatred.

"No problem." The gaunt man answered readily. "Three warriors, one just entered the advanced level of warrior, one is a newly entered intermediate level warrior, and the other is a beginner level warrior. They'll be easy to kill. Just don't forget to pay the balance afterwards."

"You'll get your share," the lame man sneered. "Get to work, or we'll be in trouble if those two brats come back."

"Don't worry, I had Lao Si keep an eye on them from the rooftop next door. He'll notify us immediately as soon as he sees them return. Let's go upstairs!"

The gaunt man waved his hand, and the other five quickly climbed up to the top floor of the building where Tang Long and his two companions were.

In order not to disturb the monsters inside the building, they obviously didn't intend to take the stairs.

At this moment, Tang Long and his two companions were completely unaware that, apart from Leng Yan cultivating genetic energy in his room, the Tang siblings were practicing hammer techniques and preparing poisons.

"Brother." Tang Jin, who was busy with her head down, suddenly looked up at Tang Long not far away.

"What's wrong?" Tang Long looked at her in confusion.

"I feel a little uneasy. Could it be that Xiao Mo and the others are in danger?" Tang Jin frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing across her pretty face.

"No," Tang Long shook his head. "With Xiao Mo's strength, there aren't many monsters in this area that can harm them..."

Before the words were finished, a dark figure suddenly flashed in through the window, accompanied by a whooshing sound, heading straight for Tang Jin, who was closest to it.

"Watch out!" Tang Long shouted, rushing to Tang Jin's side with lightning speed and smashing his hammer at the dark figure.

"Bang!!"

"Pfft!"

The sounds of a heavy hammer striking flesh and spitting blood rang out one after another. The dark figure was slammed into the wall by Tang Long's hammer and spat out a mouthful of blood while still in mid-air, indicating that he was seriously injured.

"Bang!" "Crack!" "You're asking for it!"

Just then, the sound of shattering windows came from the next room, accompanied by Leng Yan's angry shout.

Tang Long looked at the heavily injured martial artist on the ground, his expression very solemn, his eyes filled with gloom.

"laugh!"

At this moment, Tang Jin had already set up his crossbow and shot an arrow into the neck of the warrior on the ground. The latter struggled for only a moment after being hit by the arrow before losing his life.

A novice warrior simply cannot withstand such a toxin that is enough to kill a novice beast general-level monster.

This toxin is too strong for even mid-level human warriors to withstand; only mid-level beast generals can barely resist it.

However, seeing that the situation was not right, Tang Jin directly took out another poisoned arrow and loaded it onto the crossbow.

These poisoned arrows are powerful enough to kill high-level warriors and mid-level beast generals, but they are extremely expensive to make, so she usually only prepares one.

……

A few minutes earlier, on the rooftop of a building not far away, there was a man in his fifties with gray hair, a young man lying at his feet, and a heavy sniper rifle next to him.

The man raised his watch and activated voice input.

"Miss, please tell Mr. Chen Mo that a group of martial artists have been monitoring you the whole time. I have already taken care of their sniper, and the rest of them went to kill your teammates."

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