Chapter 1888: Chapter 1888: No Matter How Many Come, That Many Will Be Buried

Pharmacist!

How could Zhang Fan still be a pharmacist!

Nakamura Huaxiong’s eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan, then he looked over at the few survivors from Japan, and incredulously asked, "This... this elixir, was it really refined by Zhang Fan?"

The group of people who had sunk into despair were suddenly pulled back to reality by Nakamura Huaxiong.

They glanced at Zhang Fan, their faces full of despair.

Yes, Zhang Fan is still a pharmacist!

Adding the overwhelming combat power now...

Forget it, dying is better, living is worse than death anyway.

Immediately, the group lay down on the ground, closing their eyes.

"Zhang Fan, stop dawdling, come on, give me a quick end. If there’s a next life, may we never cross paths again!"

The voice was weak and powerless.

Completely different from the previous fear.

If there really was a next life, they wouldn’t want to encounter Zhang Fan, that bastard, at all.

While Nakamura Huaxiong, watching this scene, went berserk.

His face was incredibly ferocious.

"Tell me, is Zhang Fan a pharmacist, is he or isn’t he!"

Nakamura Huaxiong roared, stumbling over to one person’s side, bending down, grabbing their collar, his bloodshot eyes almost bulging out.

"Lord Nakamura, escape while you can. I’m powerless. Before you arrived, that Zhang Fan defeated Franco’s disciple, not with force, but with alchemy." The person captured by Nakamura Huaxiong said weakly.

Upon hearing this, Nakamura Huaxiong’s hand slackened, as if struck by lightning.

Franco, how could he not have heard of him.

Because that person was on their assassination force’s kill list, and ranked very high.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Nakamura Huaxiong slumped to the ground, screaming hysterically.

That Zhang Fan he viewed as a lamb, how could he still be a pharmacist.

At this moment, Nakamura Huaxiong was nearly mad.

Seeing this, Che Hou’s group on the ground also got up.

Looking at the corpses scattered across, all they felt was shock.

Thousands of people, just died like this?

The key point is, it happened so fast!

Not to mention, even if there were thousands of pigs standing for them to kill, it wouldn’t be that quick.

Damn, Zhang Fan is not human!

"Boss, you promised to lead us to level up by killing monsters?"

Mu Chenfeng looked resentful.

Because compared to Li Yu and Di Xiele, his strength was the highest.

Only he could compete with those at the Dark Force Peak.

Otherwise, why would he come with bandaged wounds to the battlefield?

But now, there’s nothing to play with anymore.

Zhang Fan raised his hand, pointing at Nakamura Huaxiong and said, "Hey, left for you."

"Ha ha..."

Mu Chenfeng’s face turned dark.

How freakish Nakamura Huaxiong was, he knew well.

Though injured by Zhang Fan, he wasn’t someone a mere Dark Force Middle Stage could handle.

Even though his strength had reached Dark Force Peak, he didn’t want to confront Nakamura Huaxiong.

After all, he wasn’t like those freaks from Japan’s assassination forces.

They trained to kill since childhood.

But in the next moment, Mu Chenfeng’s gaze fell on the surviving group.

Can’t beat Nakamura Huaxiong, but these people...

Perfect opponents.

Suddenly, Di Xiele, Li Yu, and their group reacted.

Seeing Di Xiele full of fighting spirit, countless faces on Che Hou’s side darkened.

What the heck?

Your group of SS-ranked guys still wants to challenge Dark Force Peak levels?

Aren’t you thinking too much?

At that instant, Zhang Fan’s ears twitched suddenly.

He turned abruptly, looking into the distance.

Far off, clusters of silhouettes were moving swiftly, at a speed beyond what the Dark Force Level could reach.

But too far, the reconnaissance skill’s range was only two hundred meters, Zhang Fan couldn’t identify who these people were.

"Could it be other countries’ hidden masters, like Nakamura Huaxiong’s group?" Zhang Fan wondered.

Noticing Zhang Fan’s oddity, Che Hou’s group also looked over.

"Hmm? Aren’t these Bright Force masters from the German team? I’ve seen them at the base." Someone suddenly said.

Hearing this, everyone in Che Hou’s group tensed up.

"Bright Force masters? Why are they showing up at the Dark Energy Battlefield?"

"What the heck is going on?"

But thinking carefully, everyone realized.

This group was definitely coming for Zhang Fan.

Judging by the commotion earlier, it’s undoubtedly the case.

"Damn, those at the base are so shameless?"

"Damn, Bright Force Level people coming to the Dark Energy Battlefield, how the heck does this work."

Angry voices resounded.

Meanwhile, Che Hou felt uneasy.

Bright Force Level people, still manageable! Not too exaggerated. With Zhang Fan here, all is fine!

But their worry was that people from the base had no shame; since Bright Force Level people could come to the Dark Energy Battlefield, what about Gang Qi Level?

At the base, Gang Qi Level people were abundant.

A national team would have at least a dozen Gang Qi Level individuals working tirelessly at the base.

Gang Qi isn’t a mere Bright Force Level rookie; even Zhang Fan killing Gang Qi Level entities would be very challenging.

At that time, could Zhang Fan still take care of them?

At this moment, Che Hou’s group’s faces were exceptionally gloomy.

"Zhang Fan, what should we do? Dragon Elder isn’t here, the people at the base have gone insane." Che Hou whispered.

Zhang Fan’s eyes grew cold: "Don’t worry, as long as there’s no Gang Qi Level, however many Bright Force there are, I’ll bury them all."

Shameless?

Ha, they’d better be ready to pay the price for shamelessness.

A flying knife suddenly appeared in Zhang Fan’s hand.

Watching the weapon workshop’s product, Che Hou’s group felt reassured.

Meanwhile, those who had been lying down, ready to accept death, suddenly opened their eyes.

"Bright Force masters?"

Swish swish swish!

Instantly, the group bounced up from the ground.

Seeing the swiftly approaching silhouettes, they showed ecstatic expressions.

Before, they couldn’t escape completely.

Of course, if the overpowering Nakamura Huaxiong was gone, how could they, weak as they were, escape from Zhang Fan?

But now!

The ones coming were Bright Force Level experts.

And as one looked, there were over forty people!

Among them were top-notch Bright Force Peak experts.

There’s hope!

In a flash, they shouted.

"Help us!"

Hearing this cry, the incoming Bright Force masters froze.

In the next moment, they saw the sea of blood.

Instantly, a chill spread in countless hearts.

What on earth happened here!