Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Though Jiang Wentao and the others were "dripping with wealth", resources were not infinite!

"What about food and water?"

"Scarce as well. Who could have imagined this godforsaken place wouldn't have Exchange Stone Pillars!" Jiang Wentao said to Wen Yu with a bitter smile.

"Can we last ten days?"

"It's tough. But if some people were to die..."

It wasn't that Jiang Wentao was ruthless; given the current situation, avoiding casualties was impossible!

Chu Ziling, who was behind them, also heard their conversation and hesitated before saying, "I have some food left."

In the current situation, everyone needed to work together. Chu Ziling naturally wouldn't hold back.

"Sigh, understood..." Wen Yu sighed and nodded after hearing their responses.

Only those who have been leaders can understand how great this pressure is!

"Let's rest for now. From now on, we'll travel at night and rest during the day. This way, we can conserve water!"

The food shortage could be endured, even the lack of healing potions could be tolerated, but water... they absolutely couldn't do without water!

After giving the orders, Wen Yu turned towards Princess Consort Feina. She should have insider information about the current situation with the Exchange Stone Pillars.

"This planet has been abandoned by the Dominator!" Princess Consort Feina stated directly upon hearing Wen Yu's question. This was the reason for the widespread disappearance of the Exchange Stone Pillars!

Wen Yu hesitated for a moment, then looked intently into Princess Consort Feina's eyes and asked directly, "So, what exactly is this so-called Dominator?"

Feina shook her head without uttering a word.

Wen Yu understood instantly. It must be a case of insufficient authority and strength.

"Rest well." After giving her a nod, Wen Yu stood up and went over to his spot.

First, he sent his consciousness into the 2nd Soul Realm. Cyclops's injuries were healing, but they were ultimately too severe; a full recovery might still take an entire day! As for Wen Yu himself, due to the adverse effects of the Berserk Potion, his strength was reduced to only half of its original level. The team is currently at its weakest point.

He also tested Cyclops's Mortal Combat capability. With the Ancient Demon's death, the Demon Blood Seal's effect had been lifted. This is undoubtedly the only piece of good news today! With Mortal Combat available, I at least have what it takes to fight to the death!

Narrowing his eyes, Wen Yu gradually drifted into a light sleep.

「...」

As the sun slowly set, night engulfed Flashing Bluestar.

"Brother Wen Yu, Brother Wen Yu, the sun has set, and the temperature has dropped. It's time for us to leave," Sun Ruixing said, waking Wen Yu.

"Huh? Ah." Wen Yu was still a little dazed. The effects of the Berserk Potion weren't merely a halving of strength; it also severely drained a professionist's stamina.

"Let's go." Wen Yu vigorously rubbed his face to rouse himself. Not far away, all the professionists were already packed and ready to depart.

Under the night sky, Flashing Bluestar held absolutely no beauty. Nothing but sand, and the color of earth!

After a full day of arduous travel, they had noticed a few things. Flashing Bluestar was desolate, like an old man in his twilight years, drawing ever closer to death. Wen Yu didn't know if it was due to drastic changes in the ecosystem or the invasion from the Demon Realm. These things didn't matter to a group of professionists. Although they didn't need to concern themselves with the reasons, the environment still had a significant impact on everyone.

On the flat, sandy terrain, there wasn't a shred of cover. Once Demon Fiends spotted them, shaking them off would be out of the question. Not to mention the complete lack of visible water sources or Exchange Stone Pillars; at times, they couldn't even get their bearings. Fortunately, Princess Consort Feina had clearly come prepared, occasionally reminding them to adjust their course. Otherwise, the ten-day journey would have undoubtedly stretched on indefinitely.

In this deathly silent desert, attacks from Demon Fiends came in waves.

Wen Yu forcefully tore apart the Demon Fiend before him. His halved physical attributes made confronting this Demon Fiend, which possessed 70 physique points, quite arduous. Fortunately, the number of Demon Fiends this time wasn't large—only three. As Wen Yu finished tearing apart the Demon Fiend in front of him, William and Chu Ziling had also concluded their battles.

However, the surprise attack by three Third-level Demon Fiends still resulted in a weaker Level 2 professionist being injured. Ba Song's ability could sense danger from a general direction, but it wasn't omnipotent. When the three Demon Fiends buried themselves beneath the sand, Ba Song couldn't detect the enemy's approach at all.

Wen Yu walked over to the wailing professionist and carefully examined his injuries. The injury was 'not severe'—this 'not severe' meaning it wasn't life-threatening. He had merely lost a leg.

"Brother Wen Yu, help me. Please help me." Hope filled the man's eyes as he looked at Wen Yu. Throughout their journey, everyone had seen that Wen Yu wasn't an utterly selfish or ruthless person. When it was within his power, he would still offer help to others.

Perhaps an advanced healing potion (improved), one capable of Limb Regeneration, could be allocated to me? This was the source of the man's hope.

"I have a medicinal potion here, drink it," William said, stepping forward. What William produced wasn't a military-modified healing potion, but an ordinary advanced healing potion. Although it lacked the Limb Regeneration effect, it could fully alleviate the symptoms of blood loss from the wound.

However, Wen Yu intercepted William's outstretched hand.

"There's no saving him," an indifferent voice came from Wen Yu's lips, and then...

The Touch of Greed slashed directly across the man's neck!

"What are you doing?!" William's furious roar drew everyone's attention.

They glanced at the medicinal potion in William's hand, then at the professionist lying on the ground. Finally, everyone's gaze settled on Wen Yu, whose hand was still dripping blood. Confusion and panic appeared on most of their faces.

"His leg is broken! This will severely impede our group's mobility!" Wen Yu raised his voice slightly. "Besides, our medicinal potions are running low!"

Hearing Wen Yu's words, William laughed, his anger boiling over. "Running low doesn't mean we have none! Isn't a life worth a mere medicinal potion? Besides, I already had the potion out for him! Even if his leg is broken, I can carry him!"

William's words, in turn, ignited Wen Yu's anger.

"If you carry him, then who will fight?" Wen Yu fiercely grabbed William's collar, scolding him loudly. "You don't know shit! Do you even understand the situation we're in right now?!"