Muscular Rabbits Legion: 'No one can escape from the novice village!'

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Am I Handsome, Great King? [Please Follow]

Thousand-Handed Butcher charged ahead alone, swinging his battle axe to block the attack of several rabbits, yet despite shouting for a long time, no one responded to him.

Turning around, he saw the players of the Slaughterhouse had completely collapsed.

The moment a warrior lifted his great sword to strike, a big bastard of a turtle charged at him head-on, knocking him to the ground, then a group of rabbits hopped onto the turtle’s shell and stomped frenziedly, chopping him into mincemeat.

A mage had just released a Fireball Technique when a group of chickens smeared it all over his face. Those chickens were really special; two pecked at his eyes, causing the mage to stagger back, while another squatted behind him, tripping the mage to the ground instantly.

Then the chicken squatting on the ground suddenly leaped forward, raised its claw, and struck right at the mage’s crotch!

Bam!

Ow!

The mage’s scream was louder than the Warrior next to him, but in the next moment, a chicken butt moved closer, its mouth full of fragrance…

“To hell with your grandpa, you can kill me but you can’t humiliate me!” The mage, overwhelmed with shame, chose to commit suicide.

“Weakling…pah, weak person!” The Chicken King withdrew its claw, scornfully pursed its lips, and then went on to sneak up on another player.

A thief was running fast, but he hadn’t gone far when two wolves caught up to him, with rabbits riding on them rotating their nunchakus and with two thuds, they knocked him to the ground…

A Shield Warrior managed to withstand three punches from a large rabbit and taunted, “Is that all you’ve got?”

The next moment, the wind around him stopped, not that the actual wind had stopped, but a swarm of rabbits had surrounded him so tightly that not even the wind could get through.

Then a circle of rabbit feet kicked him, turning him into an irregular shape…

Despite the players’ valiant resistance, facing the coordination between the aerial and the heavy cavalry from the ground, along with the sneaky poisoning tactics, the 800 players from the Slaughterhouse were wiped out without any chance to cooperate or defend themselves.

All of this was seen by Thousand-Handed Butcher. Seeing such a scene, his anger surged wildly and, disregarding everything, he turned around and charged toward that black robed figure floating in the distance.

Catch the king before catching his men, this time he was serious!

“Die!” Thousand-Handed Butcher roared.

Just then, the figure in the black robe raised its hand, its sleeve falling to the shoulder, revealing a fat rabbit paw which gave him the middle finger.

“To hell with your grandpa…ah!” Thousand-Handed Butcher was fixated on that middle finger when suddenly the ground beneath him opened up, revealing a large pit and he fell in instantly.

Then a cloud of dust rose, followed by clanging sounds inside, as if something was hammering metal objects on Thousand-Handed Butcher’s body.

Thousand-Handed Butcher roared in anger, desperately trying to leap out of the pit, but a group of round groundhogs jumped high, pressing him back down with their weight as each one took turns punching and gnashing their large teeth at him.

Unfortunately for the groundhogs, Thousand-Handed Butcher’s equipment was too good, and they couldn’t kill him in a short time.

Yi Zheng, watching the situation below, shook his head slightly, lamenting, “Ah, you guys are too much, ganging up in such numbers and even using stones. Oh no, my dagger fell down…”

Regrettably, his aim was off, and it didn’t fall into the pit but landed on the ground instead.

Seeing no groundhog coming up to pick up the weapon, Yi Zheng cleared his throat and said, “Um…whose dagger fell? Whose dagger? There’s a big dagger right by the edge of the pit! Hurry up and pick it up!”

The next moment, a groundhog jumped out, sniffed the dagger, and after feeling its way, grabbed the dagger in its hand, then ran in a zig-zag pattern. Under Yi Zheng’s anxious gaze, it didn’t get lost but accurately rushed toward the pit, finally shouting, “Kill!”

The chubby body leaped up, and a dagger plunged down.

It was unclear whether he was aiming or just lucky.

The Thousand-Handed Butcher was just about to get up, presenting his backside when the strike hit home right into the soul!

Ah!

A scream from the Thousand-Handed Butcher resonated.

Yi Zheng had already discovered that players’ weapons couldn’t be used by wild monsters, as they couldn’t activate the attack capabilities, but the weapons’ inherent sharpness and hardness attributes remained.

Sharpness could pierce armor and also counter some of the strength of the opponent’s armor.

Thus, players’ weapons weren’t entirely unusable.

At this moment, the Thousand-Handed Butcher, despite not being penetrated by the stab, erupted with formidable combat power under the intense pain and humiliation. With an axe, he pushed back the surrounding groundhogs all by himself, even hinting at a counterattack.

Seeing this situation, Yi Zheng was immediately displeased.

He pulled out a pitch-black big saber from his mouth, the very Black Kill Blade of the Madman!

Then he bellowed, “Everyone clear the way for the king, let me handle this!”

In an instant, chubby groundhogs leaped out of the pit, and then Yi Zheng was seen dragging his robe, holding the big saber as he jumped into the pit. Soon, screams echoed, white light burst forth, and shortly after, a black cloak slowly floated up, followed by a foot stepping out, dragging the long robe as he stood on the ground.

He casually stuffed the Black Kill Blade back into his mouth, planted the axe in the ground, leaning on it as he pulled out a carrot, meticulously snipped off the ends like clipping a cigar, and shoved it into his mouth. While eating, he calmly said, “I just have one question, do I look cool or not?”

“Cool!” A group of groundhogs jumped out of the pit, shouting loudly.

Satisfied, Yi Zheng, dragging the axe, pointed towards a large group of goblins ahead and said, “Next up, brothers, charge!”

After shouting, Yi Zheng directly climbed onto Zi Xing’s head, pulled the two ears to use as a backrest, and lay down a la Ge You.

Meanwhile, the Mang Rabbits…

Roar!

The group of rabbits surged with overwhelming battle intent, and, tearing through eight hundred players instantaneously, charged non-stop towards the front-line Goblin army.

In the distance, a Goblin Great Swordsman standing on a big tree saw the rabbits charging over without uttering a word, and immediately cursed, “These rabbits don’t play by the rules, no process at all! Damn it, brothers, teach them a lesson, let them learn what the rules are!”

“Kill!”

The goblins, wielding sticks, broken swords, and the like, also howled as they charged toward the rabbit army. @@novelbin@@

However, the rabbits up front suddenly dispersed, the Wild Boar Heavy Cavalry immediately sprang forth from behind, ten thousand Wild Boars and robust rabbits, each wielding a longsword stuck in a huge log. Wherever they passed, they were unstoppable!

Boom!

The players could still hardly withstand such an assault, let alone these weaker, lesser-defended goblins. Instantly, a swarm of goblins was sent flying into the sky!

It felt like a speedboat crashing into the water, splashing up countless green waves.