Chapter 1379: Chapter 1379

The Eagle of Ohio burst forth like a meteor, snapping the branches in its path and igniting the rotting fallen leaves. Amidst the flames, Tang Zheng’s sprint slowed.

"Damn, it’s a trap!" Though Tang Zheng wore the ring, thinking it unrestricted, releasing the eagle directly consumed his life energy. As it drained rapidly, his already injured body wobbled, nearly causing him to fall.

Tang Zheng misunderstood; this was a benefit that Trojan granted to the fearless, but it required life energy to use. Unlike Xueqi, even if her Pumpkin Carriage indicated ’unrestricted use,’ it was still limited in such scenarios.

The rare equipment obtained by survivors seemed unrelated to Trojan, yet it had already begun analyzing and deconstructing them, converting entirely into data to be stored. Then, Trojan’s inventory would increase these mass-produced equipment, but to prevent the Toys from deducing the secrets of the Trojan Room, these items wouldn’t appear on the blacklist.

Trojan wasn’t fully in control of some newly explored Trojan Worlds; there were loopholes that some Conquerors exploited for gain, though very few could discover these.

Indigenous People shrieked chaotically, adding pressure to Tang Zheng, as their innate hunting capabilities and familiarity with the jungle turned troublesome vines and branches into the perfect hunting ground for them.

The natives didn’t slow down; instead, they accelerated, swiftly closing in through the dense branches.

"Damn, their physical abilities are at least ten times that of Earth People!" Tang Zheng had already seen the chasing natives’ figures from behind. If they participated in the Olympic 100m Race, they would easily dominate, while a group of about fifteen others moved in from the front.

The natives placed blow darts in their mouths as their lungs inflated like balloons, then the poison needles whistled out aiming at Tang Zheng.

With a forceful jump, Tang Zheng stepped on a tree trunk, pushing off strongly towards the front left. Coming close to another tree, he stamped his left foot again, gaining height, then reached out to grab a branch overhead. Utilizing the swing’s momentum, he soared through the air.

The natives showed remarkable combat awareness. They threw javelins, enveloping Tang Zheng with incredibly accurate anticipation.

Tang Zheng, quick to react, stretched his arm to catch one javelin and spun it rapidly, deflecting those close by. Then, flicking his fingers, he reversed the javelin tip.

A native pulled a second javelin from his quiver, but before he could throw it, Tang Zheng landed, driving the javelin’s tip straight into the native’s eye socket.

With a splurt, blood sprayed as the native’s head turned into a skewer of sweet treats.

Tang Zheng stepped on the native’s chest, not waiting for him to fall before pulling out the javelin and hurling it. Another native, raising his arm to throw his javelin, was struck and stumbled backward.

"Cough, cough!" Tang Zheng continued to sprint; the actions had nearly winded him. With his body heavily wounded, movements were delayed, and his wound split open, bleeding.

Five fastest natives quickly surrounded him in a fan formation. Without time to throw javelins, they each pulled out short knives from their waists, lunging at Tang Zheng.

The knife blades were green, coated with venomous snake toxins, designed to kill upon blood contact.

Tang Zheng didn’t hesitate, breaking through head-on, transforming his folding knife into a forward grip.

The natives closed in, their fierce faces vividly before him, towering over two meters high, imposing a significant visual pressure. The short knives slashed towards Tang Zheng’s neck.

Tang Zheng swept his folding knife upward to block; the blades collided, sparking brightly. With a forceful wrist flick, his knife slid along the blade to the hilt before striking like a venomous snake toward the native’s throat.

With a splurt, the native slightly turned his head, but couldn’t evade Tang Zheng’s speed, getting his throat pierced.

Tang Zheng swung his arm to the right, slicing open the native’s trachea. He used the spurting blood to distract another attacking native.

Blood splashed over the native’s face, making him even more ferociously fearless. His eyes wide with rage, he chopped with his knife, and another native joined from the left for a pincer attack.

Tang Zheng’s left hand formed a knife shape, striking the dead native’s hand, causing the curved knife to drop. Tang Zheng snatched it immediately, clashing with the native, sparks flying. While his right hand’s folding knife managed to deflect another native’s short knife, exposing a vulnerable spot, the folding knife, being ordinary, broke.

Undeterred by the break, Tang Zheng stabbed the severed folding knife into the native’s trachea, fiercely ripping sideways, causing blood to pour out like spilt buckets.

The native fighting Tang Zheng got drenched, his vision obscured. This slight delay allowed Tang Zheng, wielding the short knife, to chop at his head.

Half of the native’s skull was sheared off, thick brain pulp dropping among the decaying leaves.

These natives, fiercely bloodthirsty, saw three comrades dead but the remaining two rushed Tang Zheng without hesitation.

"Maniacs!" Tang Zheng reached out, grabbing a corpse’s neck to use as a meat shield, crashing into the two charging natives.

Their short knives cut into their comrade, the blades so sharp they dismembered the body.

Among the scattered remains, Tang Zheng surged forward, chopping at a native’s neck, sending a skull rolling away.

The other native took the opportunity to strike, but Tang Zheng was quick; he blocked with his arm, then spun the corpse into his attacker. The rightful source is N()velFire.net