Gathering of All Factions, the Fight for the Last Item

Outside the office building.

The closest youth from the Church of the Earth Mother had just arrived at the entrance.

Inside the lobby, he saw a dozen men with crimson eyes standing there.

They held axes, dual maces, and hammers, quietly watching the entrance.

After suffering a setback last time when they couldn't pierce the defenses of the Earth Priests, Liu Wen had replaced all the Night Slaves' weapons with armor-piercing ones.

“Interesting. There are no supernatural fluctuations on you, yet those eyes are truly intriguing!” The youth sneered as he looked at them.

He had come with Yu Shuanghua. Zhang Yi and the others hadn't shared any information about the Night Slaves with him, and the Earth Mother couldn't be bothered to cram such trivial matters into their minds.

His body expanded, reaching two and a half meters in height. His skin turned grayish-black, and his fingernails grew long and sharp.

The ground beneath his feet caved in, and he charged inside like a blur.

Standing at the very front was an equally robust Night Slave. He held a meter-long solid iron staff with a bulbous head at the tip, swinging it toward the incoming monster.

Enraged, the youth reached out with his left hand as he looked at the Night Slave. “A worthless piece of trash without even a single energy fluctuation dares to attack me?!”

A whistling sound suddenly came from his left. A hook appeared before him, catching his left hand.

The hook was connected to a several-meters-long chain. On the other end of the chain, two Night Slaves pulled at the same time.

An unexpected, massive force pulled on the hook. The youth's angry expression turned to shock. This strength!

He stumbled, and in that exact instant, the bulbous head of the staff crashed down.

With a loud bang, the youth's head was struck by nearly two tons of force coupled with the armor-piercing bulbous head. A small portion of his skull instantly exploded, spraying black blood all over the entrance.

His body collapsed, lifeless on the spot.

Night Slaves stepped forward from behind to drag his corpse away.

The dozen or so Night Slaves simply stood there, waiting for the next wave of enemies to arrive.

On the second floor, there were also Night Slaves, numbering thirty.

There were sixty on the third floor, a hundred on the fourth floor, and only a single middle-aged man holding a rattle drum on the fifth floor.

On the floors above, there were twenty Night Slaves per floor to guard against enemies that might appear from above.

In the sky, several crows appeared.

One looked down at the Night Slaves inside the building, its expression filled with confusion: “Liu Wen isn't here? What kind of trick is he playing?”

Yangcheng was too large. It could only search for unusual locations as best as it could, and had no idea what the other party's plans were for this place.

After some thought, the crow did not go in.

It glanced into the distance, where a large crowd of bizarre monsters was rushing over.

They ran wildly down the streets without any restraint. Vehicles they encountered along the way were smashed aside, and pedestrians were run over and killed.

“Ahhh!!!” Screams echoed from that direction.

The Church of the Earth Mother is certainly unique. Except for Zhang Yi, why is everyone else a brainless brute? The crow flew higher.

Buck, Xiao Qi, and Bai Yuwen were currently rushing toward this location.

“The item is here! For the Earth Mother, charge!” Dozens of monsters quickly reached the entrance of the office building and shouted as they rushed inside.

Before the crowd of monsters could charge in, a beam of black energy blasted into the first floor.

Two Night Slaves were blown to pieces, but the remaining Night Slaves charged toward them without a change in expression.

An axe got stuck after hacking into a three-meter-tall monster. The monster sneered and casually swatted the Night Slave into mush.

The fight didn't last long. Outnumbered, the Night Slaves were quickly wiped out.

Right then, a crisp drumbeat rang out, and the eyes of all the Earth Priest monsters lit up.

“It's upstairs!” one monster shouted, and then all of them charged toward the upper floors.

While they fought, the underground parking lot of the office building had been completely cleared of vehicles.

Tankers filled with natural gas were parked here. At a glance, there were as many as thirty of them.

Inside the cab of one of the tankers, a Night Slave sat holding a bomb in his arms.

As soon as he received the order, he would blow the office building above straight into the sky.

A few minutes later, the slaughter was still ongoing. The surrounding streets had already been cleared of people.

On the rooftop of a fifteen-story building a hundred meters away from the office building.

The closed iron door was kicked open, and Xiao Qi appeared, followed by the over two-meter-tall Bai Yuwen.

“By the way, why aren't we rushing in to snatch it? If we're too late, those monsters will get their hands on it,” Bai Yuwen asked, puzzled.

Xiao Qi walked to the edge of the roof, looking at the slaughter below with curiosity. “Have these red-eyed ghosts appeared again? I thought they had already withdrawn.”

On his back was a long blade—the Lord of Evil item he had obtained from the Sun Sect.

“Everything waits for the Boss's orders. You two don't look very smart, so it's better to just follow instructions.” Behind them, Buck, wearing his mask and trench coat, appeared.

Hearing Buck's words, the two couldn't help but look at him. Knowing that he was the guy who had been run over twice in a row in the subway station,

and now hearing him say they weren't smart, their expressions became rather strange.

Just then, a crow landed on Xiao Qi's head. “Don't move yet. Liu Wen isn't here, and I feel like something is wrong. It's better to let those monsters test the waters.”

Just as it finished speaking, the roar of helicopters echoed.

Over a dozen black helicopters appeared on the distant horizon, and the rear cabin door of the leading helicopter swung open.

A muscular man wearing a green vest stood at the doorway.