During the journey, because of the previous slaughter, the originally oppressive atmosphere beca even more stifling.
No one was in the mood to chat and laugh; in the silence, their expressions betrayed a hint of confusion.
After all, they were just young n and won who had just graduated, not very old, and bore no deep-seated hatred towards the Alien Race.
At this mont, so of the more fragile-minded young girls had reddened eyes and choked voices, unable to forget the struggle and pain lingering in the dying eyes of the Alien Race.
The cries and shouts of the alien children seed to echo softly in their ears.
Although they did not harm those alien children, they had killed the parents of those alien children!
They had made those children orphans!
Had they beco cold-blooded executioners?
To many, this was not the Martial Arts path they wanted.
Many fell into self-doubt.
This included Little Sister Dong and Yue Mingming.
The two looked bewildered; Yun Kai was better, appearing more at ease compared to the two, but his mood was also affected.
Only Yu Qiao remained calm, seeing Lin Feng’s indifferent expression and saying nothing, he looked at the three silent ones and seemingly deliberately showed a disdainful expression, smiling:
"You rookies, all in your third year at university, haven’t you killed an alien yet?"
"Stop being sentintal, the Xiaming Team is a lesson from the past."
"The Divine Martial Continent forcibly rged with Earth, the purpose of the Alien Race is invasion, there is no room for compromise. If one day your friends and family die before you, you won’t have such childish sympathy anymore."
Yu Qiao said a lot; he started by persuading but gradually his expression held a bit of reminiscence and sadness, as well as a deep-seated hatred, which quickly disappeared.
Those who haven’t experienced it cannot personally feel that kind of hatred.
To Yu Qiao’s ridicule, the three of Little Sister Dong all glanced at each other in silence without retorting.
Yu Qiao had no intention of further persuasion.
They were all adults.
They actually understood the reasoning; it was just hard to accept for the ti being.
If they couldn’t accept it, they might as well end their Martial Arts path early, so as not to burden their teammates later.
In the adventurer team, a young lady around twenty-three or twenty-four, dressed in a black tracksuit, stood at the very center of the team, silently observing under the protection of four figures.
From ti to ti, her gaze would linger by Lin Feng’s side.
"This Lin Feng, isn’t he a bit too calm?"
Her eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.
In this slaughter with the Alien Race, Lin Feng perford the best, killed the most aliens, and remained the calst, with deep black eyes showing no emotional fluctuations.
If nothing unexpected happens, he would receive the highest evaluation in this preliminary round.
As an observer of this preliminary round, she not only needed to record everything that happened but also had to docunt the performance of every team mber.
For those who had just withdrawn from the competition, aside from those who were injured, the others would hardly be reused.
There are very few exceptions.
These people were even less likely to enter the military and political system.
Because their compassion could very possibly make them one of the ’New World’ mbers in the future, even if not definitively, the higher-ups wouldn’t take that risk.
The oppressive atmosphere did not last long, and their self-doubt disappeared amid the dark streets and various unkind gazes.
In this place of the Alien Race, one needed to stay vigilant at all tis.
Any carelessness would lead to the price of death.
There was no ti for them to indulge in feelings.
All along the way, various ans of ambush and assassination erged endlessly. Except for two unlucky fellows near the outskirts who mysteriously vanished, there were no personnel losses.
Although their numbers were large and relatively safe, it was precisely because of this that they were too big a target to hide.
The only comfort was Lin Feng’s never-missing archery, which made the Alien Race extrely uneasy.
The attackers found it difficult to escape Lin Feng’s arrows.
After several attempts, the Alien Race began to gradually give up.
"Are the Alien Race geniuses waiting for a chance to strike?"
Watching the shadow slowly disappear around the street corner, Lin Feng thought to himself.
The ambushers were all thirty to forty-year-old aliens, although strong, many had reached the Peak of Sixth Grade, but it was clear that the Demon Spirits they refined were not high-level, their Soul Skills very ordinary, mostly Bronze, and Silver level, with even Golden Soul Skills being rare, no real geniuses had acted.
It seed the Alien Race planned to wait until the large teams entered the Secret Realm and then defeat them one by one.
Around one in the afternoon, after a simple al of prepared dry food, Lin Feng and his team encountered a group of thirty to forty people.
This team was sowhat special, the average height was generally no more than one ter three, resembling dwarfs, with disproportionately large heads, large eyes, deep black pupils, short limbs, and brown skin.
"The Earth Race."
Little Sister Dong exclaid in surprise.
This was her first encounter with the Earth Race.
The Earth Race, also known to humans as the Goblin Race.
The Divine Martial Continent had many magical races.
Among them were three major races: Alien Race, Demon Race, and Earth Race.
The Alien Race is the largest, numbering over ten billion, and overall the strongest.
The Demon Race is different from the Demon Beasts.
The Demon Race are descendants of Emperor Level Demon Beasts and can transform into human form, ranking second among the three major races with the least number, less than a million.
However, the Demon Race are skilled in combat; the suppression in level allows the Demon Race to have the ability to control Demon Beasts, even the Alien Race dare not provoke them lightly.
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