Chapter 691 - Tung Yang Ensnared! (2/2)

Still, there was no way Tung Yang could run away from his pursuer.

“Obol!! I won’t forgive you!”

Tung Yang clenched his teeth and intended to use his trump card. If there was no way of running, perhaps it was best for him to just turn back and fight.

There was very little hope in surviving this though. Such were the results of battles between A-tiers. What more… this Obol was three tiers more powerful than him!

He was not Qin Feng. In fact, it was quite a rare occurrence for someone like Qin Feng to be born.

What made his situation even direr was that Obol was a genius in combat himself.

Suddenly, a massive sea snake appeared from the bushes. This thing was about two-meter wide—a phenomenally huge beast indeed. Under normal circumstances, no one in the world would not have noticed it even if it tried to hide in a bush. Yet, none of them noticed it—not even the flying beast noticed the sea snake before it lunged out of the bush.

“Kweeek!!!”

The flying beast seemed to think the snake was its food. As such, it got excited and flew down to kill the sea snake.

However, the sea snake did not seem to care about the flying beast. Instead, it lunged straight at Obol!

Pooof!!

It spewed a green fog and enveloped Obol, who immediately backed off anxiously.

Grrooom!!

Suddenly, tremors could be felt on the ground. It was apparent that there were countless ultra beasts moving in the forest.

After giving it a scan with his conscious energy, Obol’s face turned grim.

“Beast kings! Why are there so many beast kings here?!”

Then, he looked at the sea snake. This thing seemed to be battle hardened. This made his face even grimmer than before.

“Dark Puppeteering? Who’s doing this? Is it Kounsat?”

“…”

“I’ll let you go for now! Consider yourself lucky this time!”

Obol yelled out to Tung Yang before deciding to run away. However, when he looked at Tung Yang, it was as if the man was looking at him like he was already dead.

Katchaaa!

Wielding a full body of lightning, Obol dashed miles away while the sea snake and flying beast fought fiercely.

When the other ultra beasts appeared, the flying beast had already been torn to pieces.

Having just escaped from a gruesome fate, Tung Yang immediately pulled up his guard again. However, after scanning his surroundings with his conscious energy, Tung Yang immediately felt glad.

“Qin Feng! It’s you!”

“Regent Tung, are you alright?”

Qin Feng was actively releasing his conscious energy toward Tung Yang so he knew it was him. A few seconds later, Qin Feng appeared before Tung Yang.

“Don’t worry, I’m alright. That dreadful Obol! He’s such a jerk!”

Qin Feng kept quiet with a smile on his face—he did not feel the need to curse a person behind his back.

“We can’t use our communicators here. Not even our Consciousness Connector works over here. So, it’s quite expected for the other people from other alliances to want to take advantage of us.”

“Yeah, you don’t seem surprised at all!” Tung Yang let out a bitter smile. He could still remember when he was younger he thought every faction within the Human Alliance was going to be united under one banner and help each other out in this post-apocalyptic world. He was too naïve back then.

“Regent Tung, perhaps you should harvest the materials you need around us. With that, we could provide you our support too.” Qin Feng suggested.

Tung Yang’s face turned red after hearing this. He abandoned Qin Feng earlier after all. And speaking of supporting, he was a superior and a regent—he should be the one who did the supporting.

Yet, after seeing dozens of B-tier beast kings under Qin Feng’s command, Tung Yang could not find any reason to reject his offer. Still, it would be so shameful for him to accept the help of someone supposedly weaker and ranked lower than him.

“Alright, then!”

Saving face was one thing; but it was quite obvious that Qin Feng was indeed powerful.

As such, Tung Yang gave up in preserving his face and agreed to accept his help.