The Oathbreaker’s Vengeance Thornlance pierced through the metallic wall, flying into the darkness of the underground space at the back of the room.

"I’m an Archer, I have the speed advantage!" Boliya shouted.

He pulled back the bowstring ready to shoot, but the Thornlance which returned from the darkness pierced through his arm, spinning him several times in mid-air and then nailed him to the ground with one shot.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Boliya let out a wretched howl, the blades of the Oathbreaker’s Vengeance Thornlance could drain life force, carried a curse of resentment, and were themselves fiercely sharp, bringing unspeakable pain.

This strike was the automatic targeting of the Thornlance.

As a Treasure Artifact, it had conceptual abilities. One is that the lower the life force of the user, the higher the spiritual boost it can provide, and the other is guaranteed to hit revenge targets.

This revenge target, even someone who just hurt you, counts. And like the members of the Soul Peak Corps, who looked on coldly or mocked when Li Ang left the group—this shot proved they count too.

On the other side, Meluna frowned as she knocked Kleem to the ground.

It was very difficult for her to hold back, so she wore an agonized expression.

This time, Kleem was hurt even more than before; he couldn’t use unmoving healing items now.

After all, he was a Warrior and could still move slightly; Boliya was the same, an Archer with a strong physique, but they now discovered something was wrong.

A strange scent filled the room; after smelling it, their strength seemed to weaken significantly.

This was the Blood Fragrance of the Yunxiang Race that could transcend the realm of the releaser to generate power.

At this point, the two finally understood that Li Ang’s side held an overwhelming advantage over them.

Unable to resist, they could only howl miserably.

In contrast, the rescued hostages silently watched the instant end of the battle, and then began to shout excitedly, their voices of gratitude endlessly echoing. After so many days of torment and bullying, they finally saw hope.

"If you wore better equipment, you wouldn’t be so badly injured." Li Ang said as he approached them.

Fres, who was knocked unconscious by the Pure Demon Dragon God Statue, slowly regained consciousness. He first thought about what had happened to him, then cautiously glanced aside and discovered the tragic state of his comrades, and dared not move again.

Hearing Li Ang’s words, he gave a bitter smile, "You know Rams, don’t you? When we carry out missions far away, we can only get the core equipment, but it’s much better than when you left. With such great gear, can you teach us?"

"I’m afraid you can’t learn this." Li Ang chuckled.

If attacking the Desperate Secret Realm, the Soul Apex would of course go all out with full elite gear, almost everything optimized. But as long as the mission wasn’t particularly difficult, Rams would only allow members to carry key equipment to maintain combat effectiveness, putting the rest in storage for ’maintenance’.

Everyone knew that he simply didn’t want members to possess Excellence Realm equipment long-term.

If it was the top-tier Armor, Meluna’s casual sword wouldn’t be able to cut through, the Thornlance might require more strikes, though the result would be the same.

Fres was lucky, regardless, he would be knocked down with a single strike from the Dragon God Statue, avoiding further pain.

"We’re truly doomed this time, what do you want to do? Li Ang?" Boliya gritted his teeth, pressing his right hand on his left arm which was pierced and nailed to the ground, trying to let it bleed less.

"What I want you might not do, wasn’t it like that before?"

Li Ang retracted the Black Spear and used an air mass to carry the three out of the room to the dark depths of the Machine Core Tunnel.

"What exactly do you want to do? If you kill someone, you can’t wash away the guilt in the Guild, aren’t you most concerned about that?" Boliya asked nervously.

"Did becoming stronger cost you your humanity?" Fres asked fearfully.

"Ah, it’s not that exaggerated. I’m just here as a savior and don’t want people to see bad things."

Hearing this, the three became even more tense.

He tossed them into a corner, spreading out the Demon’s Claw, having already completed drawing the Curse Rune of Spiritual Driving.

"Now, let me show you other new things I’ve mastered since I left. Relax, it’s better for you. This way, after it’s over, there’s a chance to fully recover."