The bombardment finally stopped after lasting for more than six minutes.

Thick smoke billowed and dispersed in all directions, and even from this distance, Wang Hao could smell the scent of gunpowder.

Wang Hao reinforced his vision with spiritual power, peering through the dense smoke, fixated on the golden bell.

Now was the perfect opportunity.

If nothing unexpected happened, Flame Man would definitely seize this chance to snatch it.

Just then, a flute sound arose.

In an instant, a fierce wind rolled in, sweeping away all the smoke with a tornado.

Short Flute Man had made his move.

He seemed to have not been affected much.

At this moment, Wang Hao could clearly see everything on the ground.

It could almost be described as unbearable to look at.

The ground had turned into scorched earth, cement, and stone sculptures, all blasted into pieces.

The monsters attracted by the flute sound were also blasted into pulp, and the surrounding trees had turned to ashes.

The entire area was bare.

Zhao Hu, Yang Tian, and Tang Rui were lying there, bodies charred and still smoking, it was hard to tell whether they were dead or alive.

The duo wasn't much better, although they were standing firmly, they were also covered in blood and looked severely injured.

Oh, and there was Catwoman.

She was still standing, but she also had multiple wounds, bleeding heavily.

Flame Man arrived on the battlefield at this moment.

His gaze fell on Short Flute Man, who wore a mask, not far away, and calmly said:

"If you leave now, I won't pursue."

Although Sword Man and Evil Ghost Man were already heavily injured, who knew how much strength they still had.

Additionally, Short Flute Man was still in good shape.

Flame Man didn't want to engage in a pointless struggle with them.

Even though these three held immense value, what did it matter?

It was merely relative to the Settlement Camp, he personally didn't need the intelligence much.

He now only wanted to take away the golden bell, to increase his own strength.

The appearance of the trio taught him that there's always someone stronger and more skilled.

He was not invincible and needed to become stronger, much stronger.

At this point, nothing was more important to him than the golden bell.

"Humph! Impossible!"

Short Flute Man remained silent, while Sword Man spoke first.

He forcefully stood up, with black energy enveloping his whole body, sword pointing directly at Flame Man:

"Fight!"

"Courting death!"

Flame Man's eyes flared with anger.

He didn't expect these people to be so ungrateful.

But how could he have known that these three were on a mission?

If they failed to take the golden bell, not only would they die, but it would be a miserable death.

So even if they had to risk everything, they had to take the golden bell.

"Then let's fight."

Flames erupted around Flame Man.

He charged at Sword Man.

He fought the trio alone, fire engulfing all three of them.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow shot out.

Near the golden bell, Invisible Woman appeared.

A crossbow arrow pierced through her shoulder, with its force sending her flying backward.

Upon landing, she became invisible again.

"What?"

Flame Man was shocked.

Someone could actually spot the invisible Invisible Woman?

Besides, wasn't she wearing combat gear made from Heart-eating Ghost Skin?

Yet this crossbow arrow pierced it effortlessly.

Who on earth was this person?

What kind of superpower did they possess?

Initially, he thought they were companions of the trio.

Now it seemed they were not.

If they were, they should have struck continuously.

However, they only intervened when someone approached the golden bell to stop them.

Clearly, they were another individual coveting the golden bell.

Angry!

Flame Man's anger surged swiftly.

Twice!

Total of two times.

This person hiding in the dark had thwarted his chance to acquire the golden bell twice.

Flame Man wished to kill him, to turn him to ashes.

Yet he didn't even know where the person was, how could he kill him?

Wang Hao didn't use a sniper rifle but instead a silent crossbow.

No sound or flash of fire, making it incredibly difficult to determine the position.

In his fury, he could only vent his anger on the trio.

Evil Ghost Man was the first victim, heavily injured and unable to dodge, he got hit by a fiery punch from Flame Man, sending him flying.

He flew backward rapidly, out of the scorched region, crashing into three big trees before he stopped.

"Pff~~"

He clutched his chest, feeling a sweetness in his throat, then spat out a mouthful of blood.

But he didn't pay much mind, his gaze fierce, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he intended to return to the battlefield.

Yet just then, he felt a pain in his chest.

Looking down, somehow a blade had appeared in his chest.

His mouth gaped wide, spraying another mouthful of blood.

Struggling to turn his head, to see clearly the person who came, yet Wang Hao didn't give him the chance, pulling out the Blade of Plunder, turning with a slash to cut off his head.

Wang Hao had taken action!

The next moment, a massive, pure spiritual power surged toward him, then continuously flowed into a mysterious place, soon transforming into purple gold spiritual power, coursing through his meridians, finally gathering in his dantian.

Oh boy!

So killing these people could also yield spiritual power.

Moreover! Such a huge amount of spiritual power!

At that moment, Wang Hao couldn't help but think of Yang Tian and Zhao Hu.

If killing superpower users would grant him spiritual power?

This was something Wang Hao had been contemplating.

He hoped he could gain it, and also hoped he couldn't.

If he could gain it, he could enhance his strength by hunting mighty superpower users.

That was a good thing, yet it was also bad.

If he killed too many, he would become everyone's target.

If this ability was exposed, he could be hunted by superpower users worldwide.

No matter how strong he was, he couldn't fight the whole world alone.

Moreover, he didn't want a nomadic existence.

"What a contradiction!"

Wang Hao sighed deeply.

He instructed Xiaoyueyue to collect Evil Ghost Man's corpse.

This one was so formidable, there might be crystal stones or other things inside it.

Additionally, it had significant research value.

Since Sun Yaoyao studied medicine, she would've examined it upon return.

See if they could uncover any intelligence to sell at a high price to the Settlement Camp!

On the battlefield

The trio had lost one person, which was a heavy blow for them.

Short Flute Man hadn't been injured, but he wasn't an offensive type.

He could rely on illusions to confuse Flame Man, but the attack needed Sword Man.

Flame Man wasn't foolish, if he couldn't hit Short Flute Man, then he didn't bother, focused on hitting Sword Man.

Ultimately, Sword Man bore everything.

Meanwhile, Zhao Hu's body moved a bit, struggling to stand up.

He glanced at Yang Tian not far away, then at Tang Rui.

Ultimately, he didn't charge at his greatest enemy, Yang Tian, but pounced on Tang Rui.

Tang Rui was weaker than the other two, already severely injured by the golden bell, and further exacerbated by battling Zhao Hu, his condition worsening.

He had also been bombarded, with the bat superpower, his defense was already weak, now he barely clung to life.

One must admit, Zhao Hu was quite smart.

He planned to kill Tang Rui, who had little resistance left, then fully focus on resolving Yang Tian.

His thinking was very clear.

Just as his foot pinned down Tang Rui, mouth open to bite his head.

From not far away, Yang Tian, thought to be dead, suddenly raised his head, turning his large head towards him, spitting a mouthful of venom.

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