Seeing Zhang Lang and Lao Mo come out, everyone at Altar No. 12 gathered around and asked about the situation.
"Next, I will go look for the Si tribe's stronghold. You guys must guard this place."
"Do you know where the stronghold is?" Lu Ren asked curiously: "Shall we accompany you?"
"I have a map." Zhang Lang patted the ammunition bag: "It's more convenient to go by yourself."
"Be sure to pay attention to safety," Le Xinyi said with concern: "This is a battle with a foreign race. It's different from the past. You must be careful."
"Don't worry." Zhang Lang nodded.
"Hey, we are all heroes of the Shen tribe. We need to share the information we got!"
The reincarnators from the 16th and 19th altars also came together: "You are still a newcomer, eating alone at the heroic level is not so delicious."
"Let him go!" The speaker was old Francis who had just come out of the headquarters.
Seeing the altar master coming out, the people at the Nineteenth Altar gathered around and asked what happened. The commotion inside just now was also heard by people outside, but after all, they are all heroes of their own clan, and the commotion calmed down quickly, so everyone did not
Seriously. Now it seems that it is not that simple.
At this moment, Ikeda Matsuya came out with Hanagata in his arms and called to the treatment staff in the team.
The injuries caused by Zhang Lang cannot be treated by the indigenous doctors at the headquarters, but they still require the power of reincarnations to heal them.
The people at Altar No. 16 were shocked when they saw Hanaxing's tragic situation. He was the number two figure at the altar. He was a fierce man with more than 200 fire and earth attributes. He was the strongest front-line attacker in the team. Who was he?
, can you hurt him like this?
A woman with short hair stepped forward, took out a small instrument and put it on the flower-shaped broken arm. As the instrument moved, hair-like tentacles penetrated the skin and began to splice the broken bones and sort out the damaged nerves and muscles.
, someone on the other side sent nutrient solution to Hanagata to help him recover as soon as possible.
"Who did this?" A grumpy man with a red beard at the No. 16 Altar picked up a machete and glared at Francis and Zhang Lang. Anyone who could hurt Huaxing must be a hero who went in together!
"Take care of your team members." Francis looked at Ikeda Matsu: "In the scene just now, you should also understand that the main force of this mission is not at our two altars."
"Is it you?" The red-bearded man looked at Zhang Lang angrily. He knew Lao Mo from the Twelve Altar, and even if he killed him, he wouldn't believe that the old coward could hurt Hua Xing, so the only one left was this newcomer!
"I remember you, the boy who abstained from the novice selection competition! Now that you have recovered? Just in time to learn about Grandpa's Dragon-Slaying Sword!" With that said, the guy was about to charge forward with a swing of his sword.
"Wesen! Stop!"
At the critical moment, it was Ikeda Matsu who spoke. The red-bearded man seemed to be fearless, but he only listened to Ikeda Matsu. As soon as he was scolded, he shrunk his neck and retreated obediently.
Ikeda Matsu looked at Zhang Lang with resentment in his eyes, but more importantly, fear.
As the altar leader, he is also a master who has been at the hero level for many years. With just that move, he can tell that in a head-on battle, all the heroes present are no match for this hunter!
Although Samsara's battle is not just head-on, he believes there is always a way to deal with this arrogant newcomer, but now is obviously not the time.
"You are indeed very powerful." Ikeda Matsu's mustache trembled slightly: "The Sixteenth Altar agrees with your proposal, but if you eat meat, you have to leave some soup for others."
Zhang Lang frowned: "What do you mean?"
"I just saw it marked on the map that there are a lot of insect nests nearby. Let's do this. We, the Sixteenth Altar and the Nineteenth Altar, will stay in the underground city. Correspondingly, we will handle all the insect nests within a radius of 500 kilometers nearby.
, your twelve altars only allow hunting in places five hundred kilometers away, how about it?"
As he spoke, Ikeda Matsu also looked at Francis beside him, trying to win over allies.
"Five...five hundred kilometers?" Lu Ren shouted: "Isn't that far away from the main mission? Such a long distance takes a long time to travel. Aren't we all on the road these days?"
"That's right!" Mia said dissatisfied: "If you send us so far away, will your car pick us up and drop us off?"
Ikeda Matsu coldly snorted: "The world is so big. We only need a hunting ground the size of a province and leave the rest to you. This is already a big concession. Isn't this hunter going to sweep the world? How could he care about this?"
Just a few hundred kilometers of land?”
"I agree." This time it was Francis who spoke: "Hunter, no matter how powerful you are, you can't monopolize all the rewards. This is against the rules."
Both altar leaders spoke, and the dozens of heroes under them also supported their boss. This momentum made the already weak Twelve Altar without the altar leader suddenly feel weaker, and everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang Lang.
"No problem." Zhang Lang readily agreed: "But I want to add one more thing. After three days, if you haven't solved all the insect nests within 500 kilometers, I can intervene. Similarly, you can also go out hunting at that time."
Ikeda Matsu and Francis looked at each other and nodded: "No problem!"
After the agreement was made, the three teams began to prepare separately, and the other people from the Twelve Altar followed Zhang Lang towards the exit of the dungeon.
"Are you crazy? Did you really agree to them?" Charles was confused: "This is equivalent to giving up the most dense hunting ground. This is obviously a trap!"
"Why didn't you come out to refute just now?" Mia rolled her eyes at the fat man: "Tell those two people at the altar that you are a trap and we will not agree to it!"
Charles scratched his head: "I don't dare...you didn't see how scary the momentum was just now..."
"Even if you are assigned to a hunting ground, you won't be able to eat it if you don't have the strength." Thunder's electronic voice sounded: "Our team is sparsely populated, and most of them are newcomers. We have to avoid the insect swarms in the wild. How can we attack the insect nest?"
Le Xinyi nodded: "In the end, only the hunters have the ability to remove the stronghold. The rest of us can just stay and stay. After all, it's 500 kilometers and we don't have a vehicle. A round trip of three days may not be enough."
"I can help." Jonathan, who had always been taciturn, looked at Zhang Lang: "I can run at a speed of three hundred kilometers per hour, and my long-distance speed can be stable at more than two hundred kilometers. I can walk with you."
Zhang Lang shook his head: "Too slow."
"Slow down..." Jonathan's face changed slightly, and he was slightly unhappy.
"During this period, you should stay in the underground city obediently and guard against attacks... Don't worry. I won't let you stay in the underground city in vain." Seeing that the exit was approaching, Zhang Lang packed his bags: "In three days, I will
Come back with enough rewards and I won’t treat everyone badly.”