บท 67: Chapter 67: Zhang Xin, the Fourth-Tier Dark Deity, and the Fallen Ones
"Intelligent Species - Wasp Tribe!"
Upon hearing about the Wasp Tribe, an intelligent species, Zeng Shen felt a surge of excitement and instructed No. 1 to speed up towards the Gui Jin abandoned building.
As for the system's warning about a stranded fourth-tier War God deity and fallen ones, Zeng Shen was more curious than concerned, particularly about what kind of beings the fallen ones were.
Quickly, No. 1 steered into the seemingly unguarded entrance of the Gui Jin abandoned building and came to a halt, not proceeding further.
This was because, right in front of No. 1, a dozen or so thuggish individuals were brutally assaulting a young man in a dark blue security uniform.
As the security guard, bloodied and bruised, was forced to the ground, these thugs pinned his face to the pavement.
One among them, evidently the leader, crouched down with a knife in hand and taunted, "Kid, your dad owes Brother Knife a million and has vanished.
"Isn't it only fair for the son to pay his father's debt?
"We gave you a day to gather the money, but not only did you fail to do so, you hid here, ignored our calls, and even had the audacity to block us on WeChat. Didn't you know that blocking us is the one thing I despise the most?"
Saying this, the thug leader, as if recalling some bitter memory, slapped the security guard's face, seething with anger, "Since you dared to block me, it seems you don't intend to pay Brother Knife. Fine then, ten grand per finger. I'll start with a little interest, okay?"
Upon hearing this threat, the security guard struggled desperately, "Brother Tao, please, no! Give me one more day. I promise I'll try to gather the money. I've already called friends for help. I'm not lying to you."
Unfortunately, the security guard was pinned down too tightly to resist, and Brother Tao seemed determined to slice off his finger.
As the guard watched in terror, the blade closing in on his finger, a loud horn blared.
Everyone present turned to look.
A large RV had pulled up behind them, with a young man stepping out, frowning.
Brother Tao paused, standing up with his knife, addressing Zeng Shen, "Are you this gambler's friend, here to pay his debt?"
[Danger! Danger! The host has caught the attention of a third-tier fallen one. With your current power, confronting them would be deadly. Please proceed with caution and look for an opportunity to escape.]
"It seems the beaten young man might be a future fourth-tier War God deity. These guys controlling him must be the fallen ones."
"Strange, how did they become fallen ones?"
"Could it be similar to how ghost tribes are transformed by a deity's innate abilities?"
Ignoring the thug leader's words, Zeng Shen pondered, casting an Eye of Insight on him.
[Intelligent Species: Fallen One]
[Qualification: Elite (Common, Elite, Lord, King, Legendary, Epic, Mythical)]
[3rd Tier: 0/10000]
[Name: Tang Tao]
[Skills: Unactivated.]
[Faith: Zhang Xin, Fourth-Tier Dark Deity]
[Devotion (Provides 100 faith points daily to the deity.)]
[Mood: Irritated]
[Analysis: Originally a first-tier Hell Deity, but under Zhang Xin's influence, his inner desires magnified, leading to his fall into depravity, losing his identity, and transforming into a fallen one, becoming a servant and pawn to Zhang Xin.]
"Who is Zhang Xin, with such a terrifying ability to amplify others' desires, turning them into fallen ones and followers?"
Zeng Shen mused, frowning.
Meanwhile, the thug with the knife felt ignored as Zeng Shen muttered to himself, his brow furrowing in displeasure.
A nearby lackey, noticing, shouted angrily, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear Brother Tao asking you a question?"
With that, the thug lackey, along with another wielding a stick, advanced towards Zeng Shen, ready to teach him a lesson.
Having trained at the Lihuo Martial Arts Hall, Zeng Shen was now capable of handling such untrained thugs without needing to use his abilities.
He sidestepped the swing from the thug on his left, then kicked the other in the waist, sending him flying.
[Congratulations to the host for overpowering a second-tier fallen one, survival points +50.]
[Congratulations to the host for overpowering a first-tier fallen one, survival points +10.]
"Without being a deity, the survival points for subduing or defeating others' followers and beasts are quite standard and low."
Zeng Shen frowned slightly, dissatisfied with earning so few survival points.
"You're dead, Ah Bing, Ah Wei, take him down."
Seeing Zeng Shen's swift response in taking down two of his lackeys, Brother Tao realized the youth had some training.
With a wave, he summoned two burly, dark-skinned thugs, clearly seasoned, to rush at Zeng Shen.
As for one-on-one? A joke.
Against trained individuals, there was nothing quicker than overwhelming them with numbers.
Otherwise, this supposedly tough security guard wouldn't be subdued.
Tang Tao smirked disdainfully, convinced the young man would be humbled.
But little did he know, the youth before him possessed abilities.
Seeing the two thugs charging, Zeng Shen wasn't about to hold back.
He cast Agility Amplification on himself, doubling his speed, and as the thugs swung their fists, he swiftly countered with a left hook and a right kick, flooring both in an instant.
[Congratulations to the host for overpowering two third-tier fallen ones, survival points +200.]
A series of notifications, accompanied by groans from the fallen thugs, echoed in Zeng Shen's ears.
Ignoring them, he slowly approached Tang Tao.
Tang Tao, in disbelief, watched his two strongest fighters go down so quickly.
Realizing he had underestimated the situation, he waved to the dozen or so lackeys behind him, yelling, "All of you, take him down."
With that, he led the charge, his thugs following.
He refused to believe the youth could handle them all.
Seeing them charge, Zeng Shen was about to enhance his agility fivefold when Xiao Ti's cold voice rang out behind him.
"Stop, Tang Tao, who do you intend to take down?"
The aggressive thugs froze at Xiao Ti's voice, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at her, hands in pockets, calmly standing beside Zeng Shen.
In an instant, their demeanor changed, like mice before a cat, faces pale with dread, not daring to advance.
Tang Tao stammered, "S-Sister Ti, I didn't know this youth was with you."
"The youth on the ground, what's his story?" Xiao Ti asked coldly.
"His dad's a gambling addict who owes Brother Knife a million. The debt's on him now, and if he can't pay, it's ten grand per finger."
"A million?" Xiao Ti scoffed, eyes sharp, voice dripping with sarcasm, "If it were truly a million, would you let him go? Your Brother Knife must not think much of a million."
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