This was a one-sided massacre!
The original slaughterers were now being butchered like pigs and sheep.
The large tree Little Fatty was holding had snapped due to excessive force. Now, bare-handed and needing no technique, one punch from him sent those Grey Robe People flying. Their spines were either broken or their faces unrecognizable.
The Dog-leg Saber in Tang Fei's hand possessed a spiritual and rhythmic beauty. Every strike either slit an enemy's throat or blinded their eyes; every cut aimed for the opponent's vital spots.
This was a Battlefield where life and death were at stake, allowing no room for mercy or hesitation.
The slaughter was brutal, and the Time was short.
After Tang Fei and Phoenix made a Move, the Situation immediately became one-sided.
After the Black Robe Divine Envoy died, those Gray Robe Apostles became a disorganized mob.
In the past, relying on the prestige of the Flame Shrine and their sheer numbers, they had always been invincible, suffering almost no defeats.
Because no one dared provoke them; kill one, and a group remained. Kill a group, and a Tide of Flame God's followers would surge forth.
However, today Tang Fei, Phoenix, and Little Fatty intended to silence them permanently. Therefore, every one of them struck with lethal intent, eradicating these Gray Robe Apostles completely, leaving none alive.
After the twenty-odd Gray Robe Apostles all fell, losing all strength to struggle or resist, Tang Fei cautiously checked them over again.
Those not dead received a finishing stab to the throat.
Those already dead also received a stab.
Even those whose bodies were Broken in two by one of Phoenix's whips were not spared; who knew if their upper halves were still alive?
First, to confirm their deaths, and second, to ensure that even if they weren't dead, they couldn't open their mouths or speak.
As for writing,
it was unrealistic; most people On the Ruins were illiterate.
First, cultural knowledge was useless, and second, there were no channels for learning. Most people believed in strength above all else, starting to hone their bodies or hunt wild beasts from a young age.
To survive, to get a single bite to eat, fists were clearly more powerful than words.
Of course, if they truly encountered someone who hadn't died in this situation and happened to know how to write,
Tang Fei could only consider himself unlucky and quickly pack up to flee.
If this place won't have me, there are other places that will.
After Tang Fei checked them over, Little Fatty checked them over again. Only then did the two relax.
Phoenix observed coldly from the side, gaining an even clearer and more definite understanding of the way of life of the Refugees—no, her benefactors—on the Ruins.
Everyone lived with extreme caution!
"I'm sorry, I brought trouble upon you," Phoenix walked up to Tang Fei and Said aloud in apology.
She didn't want to be this beautiful, but some things go against one's wishes.
She knew this incident was indeed caused by her.
If she had been uglier, dressed more plainly, the people from the Flame Shrine wouldn't have taken an interest in her, or even noticed her.
It was all her fault for being too dazzling, which put Tang Fei and Little Fatty in danger.
She knew what kind of organization the Flame Shrine was, and she had repeatedly heard their Notorious reputation from Tang Fei and Little Fatty. What they had tried to do to her just now confirmed that Tang Fei's words were not false.
If Tang Fei and Little Fatty hadn't helped, she could have killed them all with her own strength.
But then what?
Run? Where to?
The Escape Pod and Communication Device were severely damaged, unable to locate or contact anyone. How could she return to New Star? How could she let her family know her whereabouts?
Moreover, this was Old Earth, filled with strange exotic beasts, countless Traps, and enemies who wanted to keep her on the Ruins forever.
Every step was a deadly threat!
Tang Fei sized up Phoenix, and upon seeing the phoenix handle in her hand, his eyes warmed. He Said aloud, "Go back and change your clothes. Rub some dirt on your face too—rub it all over. You are too white, dazzlingly white, not like people from our Old Earth."
"Okay," Phoenix readily agreed.
She had also considered this issue; she needed to hide herself, to blend into this desolate land.
What a pity that the once glorious and prosperous land had fallen to this state where everyone despised it.
Human greed combined with evil technology gave birth to a machine called war.
"Brother, what now?" Little Fatty's chubby face was flushed red, his clothes stained with blood.
His Attack was direct, fist-to-flesh combat, and his Movement Technique was not as agile as Tang Fei's or Phoenix's, so the damage he inflicted was the most direct, and he couldn't avoid the splashing blood.
Tang Fei and Phoenix killed more people, especially Phoenix, who took down one enemy with every whip strike without pausing, yet not a single drop of blood stained her, and not even a wrinkle marred her tight-fitting outfit.
Oh, there was a little bit on her Chest area.
Huh, it was gone again.
So fun!
Tang Fei's expression was grim. Perhaps Phoenix didn't grasp the severity of the situation, but he and Little Fatty, as natives, understood clearly.
The Black Robe was a third-rank Divine Envoy of the Flame Shrine, essentially a regional lord of the Hen Shan Gathering Area.
Killing one Black Robe and over twenty Grey Robes would definitely be a major incident within the Flame Shrine. When their people investigated and tracked them down, a bloody slaughter would await them.
That would be the real slaughter.
Not just them; the entire village would likely face a Purge.
Yes, this was the Flame Shrine's modus operandi. They would rather kill the innocent than let a single fish escape.
In their words, Tang Fei's actions were blasphemy, which was unforgivable.
These people deserved to die, and whether their actions were blasphemous was not their primary concern.
To put it plainly, Tang Fei's actions challenged the authority of the Flame Shrine. If they couldn't repay blood with blood and tooth for tooth, how could they control such a large organization in the future? How could they continue to awe the world in the name of the Flame God?
Therefore, Tang Fei absolutely had to completely distance himself from this matter, absolutely not becoming the target they came looking for.
Tang Fei fumbled in his pocket, pulled out a lighter inlaid with a Skull Head, and despite the sharp pain in his heart, ruthlessly tossed it into the thick grass not far away.
"Let's go home," Tang Fei Said aloud.
Little Fatty, bare-chested and carrying the meter-tall Red-eyed Rabbit, walked ahead, wearing a triumphant expression, eager for the entire village to see his spoils.
Tang Fei and Phoenix walked behind. Seeing Phoenix about to speak but hesitating, Tang Fei said, "Just say what you want to say. From now on, we are truly one of us."
Having killed so many from the Flame Shrine, if they were truly tracked down, Tang Fei, Little Fatty, and the Old Man who didn't even know about this, would not survive, and neither would Phoenix.
No wonder some say that to establish a close relationship with someone, you must either commit a misdeed together or Guard a secret together.
Previously, Tang Fei was Party A and Phoenix was Party B; they were in an inherently unfair and unequal cooperative arrangement. If Tang Fei wished, he could terminate the deal with Phoenix at any time.
Tang Fei could be very dominant!
But not now...
If Phoenix shouted out in the street that Tang Fei killed people from the Flame Shrine...
Unless she had a problem with her brain, or her brain had truly malfunctioned, then only death awaited them.
Because of the fate awaiting him and Little Fatty, he had handed the initiative over to this woman.
This was something that made him very uncomfortable.
However, he didn't regret it; after all, in that situation, the outcome if he hadn't acted would have been the same.
Phoenix killing people from the Flame Shrine—what difference did it make compared to him and Little Fatty killing them? People had already seen them leave for the mountains together.
They worked Together with One Heart, did the job quickly and well, and even managed to think of a way to escape.
Tang Fei protecting Phoenix was also protecting himself.
"Why did you stop me from attacking just now?"
"You mean at the edge of the woods?" Tang Fei asked. "We were too close to the village then. What if someone saw... would we have to kill innocent people too? Killing them would weigh on our conscience, but not killing them is too dangerous..."
"So I wanted you to hold back... and take them deeper into the mountains to deal with them. The safety factor would be higher."
"So, you were willing to take a beating from Little Fatty and me?"
Tang Fei narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking at Phoenix, asking, "What? Moved?"
Phoenix's heart suddenly fluttered, feeling the embarrassment of having her secret exposed, and she quickly denied it: "Not at all."
Tang Fei looked at the fleeting girlish charm Phoenix displayed for a moment, feeling somewhat dazzled and his heart racing.
He wasn't sure what kind of feeling this was, but he disliked it very much.
It gave him a sense of crisis, a feeling of losing control or losing himself.
So, he suppressed the smile on his face and stared at Phoenix, saying, "Speak properly... don't be Effeminate."
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