Chapter 119: The Storm Approaches

I Have Infinite Monster Cards Three Dreams of a Lifeless Soul 12398 words 2026-03-24 01:35:28

He Fei died cleanly and decisively—there wasn’t even a whole body left.

After dealing with He Fei, there was still one more person.

Lu Sheng was already familiar with the information on the wild bandits.

When something is common knowledge, it’s easy to inquire about.

The guy riding the vulture was the number two among the wild bandits, Jin Chong.

He possessed considerable wind elemental power.

But being surrounded and beaten up like this, he could do little meaningful resistance.

At this moment, Jin Chong was already in a sorry state, being attacked by the Desert Giant and the White Flame Blue Scale Bird.

He wanted to escape but was unable to; he could only counterattack passively.

No matter how he fought back or charged, the two beasts’ assaults relentlessly pounded him.

They always forced him back empty-handed, trapped in mid-air.

He had just witnessed He Fei being blasted apart.

His heart grew cold—just fighting two had already worn him down.

Now he was facing six; was there any point in fighting?

With a resolute heart, he landed on the ground.

“Lu Sheng, how about we end this here? You’ve already killed my fourth brother. I can overlook that if you leave me be. But if you want to kill me, my eldest brother won’t let you off.”

“Thanks for the reminder,” Lu Sheng said unfazed. “Killing you two isn’t enough—I’ll need to wipe out the entire wild bandit force. So rest assured, your other three brothers will soon join you.”

Lu Sheng was unmoved and ordered his subordinates to attack.

Jin Chong was truly out of options now; he was powerless.

The man before him was a monster—how could one person command so many sixth-rank monsters?

They were only five brothers, but Lu Sheng alone controlled six sixth-rank creatures.

There was no need to fear any revenge from the wild bandits now.

Anyone daring to come was coming to die.

Jin Chong pulled out a transmission bug to call Cao Minghua.

He remembered Cao Minghua once said, if there was trouble he couldn’t handle, just tell him, and he’d arrive as soon as possible.

He didn’t know how soon that was, but now, it was his last hope.

The transmission bug connected.

“Why haven’t you arrived yet? I told you this morning to come,” Cao Minghua’s voice came through.

Jin Chong had been busy collecting corpses and blood sacrifices after last night’s killings and hadn’t informed him right away.

But he had notified Cao Minghua early that morning; it shouldn’t have caused much trouble.

Still, Cao Minghua was uneasy that Jin Chong hadn’t brought his brothers yet.

“Big brother, fourth brother is dead. I might be next,” Jin Chong said mournfully.

His tone sounded like he was settling affairs, adding a somber weight to the air.

There was a pause on the other side.

“What happened?”

“I crossed someone I can’t afford to provoke. He has six sixth-rank monsters,” Jin Chong said calmly, looking at the six sixth-rank monsters charging at him.

He wanted to live, but it seemed impossible.

A low voice came through the bug: “I understand.I'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.