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Chapter 1013: Chapter 370 Stand Aside, Don’t Steal the Monster_2

The number of Gun Beasts was considerably smaller, roughly just over a hundred.

However, the fact that they were able to infiltrate past the defense line showed they were much more elite than the group of Rookie Eggs present.

At this time, each of them was essentially fighting ten opponents, and the battle on both sides was quite a standoff, with no clear victor.

But this stalemate was suddenly broken.

Bang!!!

A burst of flame in midair drew the attention of everyone present.

The massive shock wave interrupted all the fighting.

Within that burst of flame, two figures were seen flying backward.

Boom! Boom!

They crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dirt.

"Chief Officer!"

"My lord!"

"Boss!"

"My dear!"

For a moment, both sides instinctively divided into two groups and rushed to check on their respective leaders who had fallen.

It seemed that the leaders of both sides had clashed, resulting in this outcome.

Emerging from the Kung Fu Beasts’ side was a tall Horse-headed Man.

On the Gun Beasts’ side was a Bear Man with rocket launchers strapped to his back.

In terms of condition, the Horse-headed Man seemed to be faring better.

Because he climbed out of the pit by himself.

The situation for the Bear Man was much worse; he had to be dug out and supported by his subordinates.

"Hmph, little blond brat, you dare to stealthily attack my camp with such weak skills?"

The Horse-headed Man spat a wad of Blue Light blood onto the ground.

Seemingly provoked, the Bear Man’s face changed color before he opened his mouth.

"Blargh!"

A stream of Blue Light liquid mixed with fragments of metal parts like broken screws came gushing out from his mouth.

This made Ree Shil wonder what exactly the Gun Beasts’ bodies were made of, to have screws mixed in with their blood.

Seeing this, a Gun Beast who was supporting the Bear Man quickly took out a small pouch from his embrace.

The small pouch was opened, and the Bear Man tilted his head back and opened his mouth willingly.

Subsequently, the subordinate untied the pouch and lifted it, pouring its contents into his mouth.

One by one, glistening nuts fell into the Bear Man’s mouth.

Yes, nuts.

"..."

Seeing the Bear Man’s complexion improve almost immediately, Ree Shil was at a loss for words.

"I didn’t expect that a mere New Recruit Camp would be guarded by a master of the sixth segment of the Earth rank,"

said the Bear Man, looking at the Horse-headed Man with a vicious tone.

Both tribes use a consistent standard to classify strength levels: Heaven, Earth, and Man, with each rank divided from one to nine segments.

The Bear Man himself was merely at the half-step third segment of the Earth rank, clearly outmatched in strength.

"Hmph, the General is indeed a master strategist, anticipating that you bandits would stealthily attack the recruits.

It wasn’t in vain that I waited here so patiently."

The Horse-headed Man was actually one of General Zebra’s personal guards.

There were many like him, sent to guard the New Recruit Camps precisely to prevent the despicable Gun Beasts from attempting to cut off fresh military forces.

"Oh, is that so?"

However, at that moment, a figure emerged from the shadows of the Gun Beasts’ side: "Then I wonder if your General has foreseen that I would come."

The man who walked forward had his hands clasped behind him, strolling leisurely.

His Gun Beast bloodline seemed even purer.

Because his entire head was literally a gun barrel!

"You..."

Seeing the man appear, the Horse-headed Man’s brow instantly furrowed.

He couldn’t sense the slightest trace of martial power from the man.

But being a guard so close to the General, the Horse-headed Man knew a few secrets not privy to ordinary people.

Firstly, like the Royal Clan of the Kung Fu Beasts, the Gun Beasts also had their Royals.

The Royal Clan of the Kung Fu Beasts are born with special bloodlines that enable them to operate techniques that only the Royal Clan can use.

These traits that differ from regular Kung Fu Beasts only manifest while their techniques are in use.

As for the Royals of the Gun Beasts, their distinguishing feature is more evident and manifest.

That’s their heads, which are purely made of Firearms.

But whether it’s the Kung Fu Beasts or the Gun Beasts’ Royals, they share one thing in common.

Without any training or modification, they all possess at least the strength of the first segment of the Earth rank upon reaching adulthood—the innate advantage of the Royal Clan.

But in the case of this Gun Beast Royal at this close range, the Horse-headed Man still didn’t feel any trace of martial power.

That left only two possibilities.

One, the opponent’s strength had reached a level that was utterly beyond his own.

Without the intentional release of power from the adversary, he had no right to sense the other’s presence.

The second possibility was...

"Lord Apostle!"

At this time, led by the Bear Man, a group of Gun Beasts all knelt on one knee before the man.

Apostles!

These two words represented the second possibility.

Rumors had it that the Apostles’ methods were mystically unpredictable, and they possessed not a trace of martial strength.

Yet, they could incapacitate or kill a target in an instant without being detected.

The horse-headed man’s pupils shrank, and he immediately issued a command to everyone.

"All those of Earth level one and above, stay behind to block the enemy!

The rest of you, retreat quickly! Right now!"

In fact, none of the possibilities were something these rookies could handle.

The only thing he could do was to buy them enough time to escape.

The rookies who received this command were still standing rooted to the spot at this time, not quite understanding what had just happened.

"What are you waiting for, carry out the orders!"

It wasn’t until a rookie officer shouted that everyone realized the gravity of the situation.

"Take care, General!"

Someone took the lead in shouting this, and the rest of the rookies echoed in response.

"Take care, General!" xN

Later, they scattered and fled.

"Everyone, follow them."

Watching the scattering crowd with interest, the man with the gun head issued a command.

"But, your Highness..."

This command made the bear man hesitate slightly.

"Don’t worry, they’re no match for me."

The gun-headed man glanced at the few soldiers who had stayed behind.

"Big words, I’d like to see what you’re really made of!"

A tall tiger-headed rookie officer heard this and immediately let out a roar, charging forward with a move called ’Starving Tiger Pounces on Prey’.

Facing this attack, the gun-headed man remained immobile as if rooted to the spot.

He merely looked up at his opponent.

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Before the crowd could understand what had happened, the tiger-headed man was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground, his life and death unknown.

"!!!!!" xN

In a moment, both the Kung Fu Beasts and Gun Beasts present were shocked.

Was this the power of the Apostles?

"Quite robust, the lot of you."

The gun-headed man glanced at the fallen tiger-headed man and then turned to the bear man, "Aren’t you going to follow them?"

"Understood!"

The bear man, as if waking from a dream, called out, "Everyone, follow me!"

With a wave of his large hand, he took the lead and chased in the direction the rookies had fled.

Before long, only the gun-headed Apostle was left standing alone, facing the Kung Fu Beasts.

The horse-headed man’s gaze swept over the soldiers.

Finally, it rested on the deer-antlered man and his squire.

"Old sir, thank you..."

He nodded respectfully.

From the moment he noticed these three among the rookies, he felt that something was very wrong.

He could tell distinctly that the other party was also a master.

And a master of a level whose aura he could not detect.

But it seemed the other party did not wish to reveal their identity, and he couldn’t get any information out of them either.

So, under a mutual understanding, they temporarily treated them as rookies.

At this time, their willingness to stay and fight gave him a bit of comfort.

The deer-antlered man responded with a nod, yet did not speak.

Speaking for him was one of the squires who voluntarily stepped forward.

"The General said that those of Earth level one and above should stay, and we meet that requirement, so naturally, we will obey the military order."

After he finished speaking, both squires stepped forward, standing together with the Kung Fu Beast soldiers.

As they shifted their stance, they already had the gun-headed Apostle surrounded.

"Come at me together, it’ll save me the trouble," said the gun-headed man, his tone light.

The expected fierce battle did not occur.

It was merely in the blink of an eye that all the Kung Fu Beasts lay on the ground.

Before they lost consciousness, their eyes flashed with confusion, as they had no idea what had just happened.

"Sigh..."

The deer-antlered man, who had remained expressionless with his hands in shackles the entire time, now let out a sigh.

It seemed he had no choice but to make a move himself.

However, just as he was about to step forward, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Turning around, he saw a young man from the Sheep Tribe.

"You guys are giving up too fast, don’t steal the kill," he said.

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