Survival for all: I can extract the essence of all things

"The leader has an order to get out of the woods and set this place on fire!"

"Great, we can finally leave."

"Let's set it on fire. Burn this hellish place to the ground!"

"Don't be anxious, exit in an orderly manner, pay attention to the people around you, be careful of enemies sneaking in!"

As Dev Singh's order was issued, the Sama cultists in the woods suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

They rushed out of the woods, not wanting to stay for even a second longer in this weird forest where people could easily die.

Pfft~

In the woods that were boiling and noisy because of the order to retreat, the sound of the blade tearing the neck and the blood spurting out seemed so insignificant.

Lin Xiao helped the deceased lean against the tree, but he was actually extracting the essence.

By the time someone passed by and discovered the deceased, Lin Xiao had already slipped into the shadows again.

"Ah, someone died again!

The evil spirit is catching up! "

The man let out a scream.

No wonder these Tianzhu people think there are evil spirits in the forest.

It is true that Lin Xiao's actions were very bloody, and many of the corpses showed shriveled features, as if their essence had been sucked dry by ghosts.

Puff~ Puff~

Lin Xiao was wandering in the shadows, ambushing a member of the Samurai Cult, creating greater panic.

In the eyes of the Samaritans, inexplicable deaths continue and become more frequent.

The person in front obviously just bypassed a tree, but when the person behind arrived, he had already lost his life.

Some people were walking, but there was a flapping sound behind them.

When he turned around, he found that his companion behind him had died quietly.

Various strange death scenes spread fear in the hearts of the Sama cultists.

"Run!"

"The evil spirits haven't let us go yet!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Ah! Someone died again!"

"Where is he?"

People swarmed out of the woods.

Crying, yelling, roaring

The fear of death and the fear of the unknown completely confused them.

There was even a stampede in the woods, and the people of Momo became a mess.

Lin Xiao was floating in the shadows with an expressionless face, chasing the Sama cult members like death.

At this time, he had changed out of his robe and hood, and was wearing Tianzhu clothes.

His hair, which had grown longer, covered his head in a mess, and with the addition of a dark shadow filter, he still looked a bit Tianzhu-like amid the chaos.

Just now, Lin Xiao was walking through the woods, killing people several times without even sneaking into the shadows, but his whereabouts were still not discovered, because he had disguised himself to a certain extent.

However, the people of the Samas sect were distracted.

The vast majority of the six to seven hundred people had never even met before.

No one noticed Lin Xiao's existence at all.

Puff~ Puff~

In order to hide his identity, Lin Xiao was holding the high-quality scimitar that he had captured before.

But this did not affect his assassination of the Samajara believers.

A member of the Samoan Cult died under his sword, but Lin Xiao felt extremely indifferent in his heart, without any pressure.

Many of these Sama cult members just obey orders, and Lin Xiao has no direct conflict with them.

But just like Lin Xiao had no grudge against Divia, Park Dingcheng, Daniel and others, but those people wanted Lin Xiao's life.

The whole people are seeking survival, either you die or I live.

Fairness, morality and kindness have become the cheapest things.

Between life and death, all Lin Xiao could do was hold the long knife in his hand tightly.

Let those who show their fangs pay the corresponding price!

Wow——

As we were walking, it suddenly dawned.

Lin Xiao, who was hiding among the Samo Cult members, realized that he had arrived outside the woods.

It was now approaching noon, the sun was shining wantonly on the wilderness, and Lin Xiao felt that his shadow escape ability was suppressed.

The cost of shadow escape becomes larger, and you cannot hide for too long in areas with shallow shadows.

But there are grasses, shrubs, low slopes, boulders and people's shadows everywhere here, and Lin Xiao has white essence to replenish his energy, so there are no big restrictions on his movements.

Feeling this change, Lin Xiao suddenly felt reassured and escaped into the shadow of the Somo Cult.

At this time, most of the members of the Sama Cult fled out of the woods, but many people did not return to the group, but broke away from the group and fled to their homes.

The courage in their hearts was no longer enough to support them in facing the evil and terrifying woods and the "ghosts in the woods".

Dev Singh's face turned dark after seeing this.

He knew that his prestige was no longer enough to rule the entire Sama Cult.

They can only send out their men and let them chase back all those who escaped.

At the same time, he ordered his men to light a fire and prepare to burn the woods in front of him.

Plop!

At this moment, a Sama cultist suddenly fell to the ground in a daze.

The moment the person landed, his head detached from his neck like a rubber ball and rolled several times on the ground.

The blood spurted from his neck sprayed onto the person in front of him.

"ah!!!"

"Someone died again!"

"The evil ghost is chasing him!"

"Why hasn't he let us go!"

"He must have been angered by setting fire to the forest."

"I want to go back home!"

"Yes, go back home, our home can protect us from harm!"

After escaping from the woods, death still follows him.

The fear that had been temporarily suppressed in the hearts of the Sama cultists was once again released, and even intensified.

Many people clamored to return home, including many cadres of the Sama sect.

"Shut up!"

Dev Singh shouted angrily, trying to get his men to stop talking, but with little success.

He looked at his dead men with a gloomy expression.

He knew he was in big trouble.

The enemy can not only hide in the woods, but also assassinate his men in broad daylight.

If he can't solve it, he will never have peace in the future.

The Sama Cult founded by one hand will gradually fall apart under the threat of death.

"Chief, go back to your home first. I don't believe he can do anything there."

A cadre stepped forward to persuade.

He looked around cautiously, fearing that something might happen to him.

"Yes, leader, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear. After collecting the enemy's intelligence, it will not be too late to find a way to deal with him."

"It's not an option to spend time with him here."

"Everyone still needs to kill monsters to upgrade, and the occupied resource points also need to be mined. It is a waste of time here and is not conducive to the development of the organization."

"The most important thing right now is to appease people's hearts."

"Don't act on impulse, the overall situation is more important, leader."

More and more cadres began to persuade Dev Singh.

Going to war against one person only made people panic. Many people were actually dissatisfied with Dev Singh.

After hearing what his men said, Dev Singh's face became even more ugly.

He knew that if he left like this, both he and the Samo Cult would become the laughing stock of the entire homeland No. 80210.

Six to seven hundred people were killed by one person and fled back home. Even if Dev Singh could retain his position as leader, this would be a shame that would accompany him throughout his life.

What's more, Dev Singh had an intuition that that person would never give up.

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