Chapter 43 (2/2)

Strength could increase his attack power and boosted the damage of his skills by a lot; Vitality could increase his HP directly, and his Stamina gauge was the critical determinant as to how many skills he could unleash. Both these attributes were incredibly lacking right now.

In a fit of anger, Yue Qiang closed the window entirely.

He decided to continue conserving his points.

Worst comes to worst I can still run away with Run LVL 2. I refuse to believe that the monster this time is that hard to defeat!

After sorting out his thoughts one more time, and preparing just about everything that needed to be prepared, Yue Qiang finally began to move towards that direction.

Along the way, there were many Zhao standard weapons scattered all over the place, and torn rags hanging from the shrubs. However, he did not see any living human or creature at all. When Yue Qiang arrived at the foot of the mountain, he came to a stop.

This was a relatively open place, and there was a cave not far away from the foot of the mountain. The cave was incredibly big and incredibly tall. There was no telling how deep it went. The outer edge of the cave was filled with many arbors built from many round logs. Judging from the logs’ width and species, they matched the chopped trees he had seen along the way perfectly.

A huge log hung above the mouth of the cave. This log had been chopped vertically to reveal a smooth and flat surface. Four ancient character were written on it:

Mo Family’s Great Camp!

Could it be that this so-called great camp is actually a mountain cave?

Yue Qiang carefully made his way inside through the cave entrance. He had just arrived at the entrance before he saw a b.l.o.o.d.y scene that would remain unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Corpses.

The corpses of Zhao Soldiers were everywhere.

There wasn’t a pa.s.sage inside the cave entrance, but a hall. Scattered inside it were twenty to thirty corpses. Almost none of these corpses were completely intact; they were either missing an arm, a leg, or both. Blood splattered all over the floor, dying the soil into a deep red color.

Although these corpses were all mutilated one way or another, they all shared an eerily common trait. Every one of their spines were broken!

Every one of their backs were twisted at a bizarre angle. It was easily imaginable how much pain these people had suffered before their deaths looking at their mangled bodies lying face up or down on the ground.

From near to far; from outside to inside. The corpses were everywhere.

It was literally unimaginable what kind of power was needed to create such a terrifying and h.e.l.lish scene.

The corpse of a Zhao Soldier closest to Yue Qiang had his arms torn apart and his back broken in half. There was a terrible wound at the side of his body, and this wound was exactly the same as the one he found on the Zhao Sergeant’s body. Four deep straight lines could be found on the body!

Yue Qiang sat in front of his computer and muttered to himself: Is is that thing again? Just what is that thing?

It was at this moment a girl’s voice resounded:

“It’s a tiger.”

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