Chapter 1460 The Crime Deserves Its Due and the Jungle of the Jungle

He looked down at the old patriarch who fell to the ground, covered in blood.

While cleaning the blood on his claws, Stokar asked coldly: "What are you doing? What's the point?"

"There are some things that you have to do even if you know you're going to die."

"You, a nightmare with no emotions at all, will never understand such a thing."

The old patriarch was lying on the ground and dying.

But on the face of the old patriarch, there was no trace of fear of death, only regret for not being able to get rid of Stokal and worry for other people.

"I really can't understand it, but I don't need to understand it."

"As long as I am powerful enough, I will never have to face this kind of thing, and I can win forever!"

Stokar sneered and sneered at the old patriarch's words.

"Just like back then, we, the Nightmare Tribe, lost to you in the battle, so we were suppressed under the abyss of the sky and will not be able to stand up for generations to come."

"But it's different now. I climbed out of the abyss. The loser, it's your turn!"

Stokar's tone was unusually sinister.

Thinking of the days when he was suppressed under the abyss, the boundless darkness, and the power that was so terrifying that people couldn't resist at all.

There is also the never-ending extraction of the vitality and energy of the suppressed until the suppressed are completely annihilated.

All made Stokar full of resentment.

"You deserved it for that battle back then!"

The old patriarch's eyes widened and he stared at Stokar.

"It's just the jungle of the jungle, does it deserve what it deserves?"

"You are weak and only worthy of becoming the prey of the Nightmare Clan!"

Stokar shouted sternly.

Then, before he finished speaking, Stokar flicked his finger.

The blood stains that were cleaned up from the sharp claws immediately turned into a sharp arrow and flew towards the old patriarch, leaving a bit of red on the old patriarch's eyebrows.

"Don't worry, you are just the first."

"Soon, someone else will come to accompany you and become my strength together."

Stokar spoke slowly, and a bloody mist floated from the bone armor on his body, covering the old patriarch's body.

Although the Nightmare Tribe relies on devouring flesh and blood to increase its strength.

But the way of devouring it is not like that of those monsters.

In the process of devouring it, Stokar also looked at the war hammer that fell aside.

It was now a pile of broken metal fragments.

…

The city of life, in Qile’s shop.

"Is it noon so soon? The time for clearing the dungeon passes quite quickly."

After Qi Le came out of the dungeon in the Mechanical Bull Forest, he glanced at the time and immediately sighed that time flies by like a fleeting moment.

This is already the third day that Qi Le has been addicted to the mechanical bull forest.

On the laser emitter design drawings, the amount of materials required is really not that small.

However, after Qi Le's efforts in the past few days, he has collected the materials for two laser light emitters.

I'm just waiting to synthesize it this afternoon to see how powerful it is.

But now, it’s noon, so let’s have lunch first.

"Manager Qi, hello noon. Are you finishing the dungeon again today?"

Lan Qi and Shana seemed to have chosen the time and walked into the store at noon.

"There's nothing to do anyway, so just pass the time."