He might as well go all out. At that mont, a hint of madness appeared in his eyes. But he was overestimating himself. Ethen's martial prowess was exquisite; how could a sealed, powerless man like him inflict any harm?
He threw a punch at Ethen's chest. Ethen didn't even have the intention to defend himself. The slightly overweight man did not expect that he could actually hit Ethen, and a look of delight flashed in his eyes.
But in the next mont, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. That punch not only failed to harm Ethen but also injured his own wrist.
"No!"
He scread in madness and imdiately threw another punch at Ethen's chest. But it was still useless. He tried to throw a third punch.
"Is this never ending?"
Ethen could no longer tolerate the man's futile punches. He roared and unleashed a powerful aura that sent the man crashing backward.
Bang!
The man spat out blood as he fell into the tea house, breaking several tables in the process. Seeing the miserable state of the overweight man, the other warriors from the village showed expressions of grief.
They had once believed that having power ant they could control their own destinies, but at this mont, they realized how completely wrong they were.
Faced with the young man before them, they felt like fish on a chopping block, with no room for resistance.
"Why don't you kill ?" the slightly overweight man said, struggling to speak as he lay on the ground.
"I ca here to investigate matters, not to kill. If I wanted to, you would all be dead by now," Ethen replied indifferently.
Upon hearing this, both the fallen man and the others present fell silent. They understood that Ethen was telling the truth. As long as he wished, he could eliminate them in an instant. But he chose not to do so.
"What exactly is your purpose?" a woman asked.
"It's not about my purpose; it's about what your intentions are!" Ethen looked sharply at the woman.
Hearing this, the woman's gaze flickered slightly, avoiding direct eye contact. This fleeting detail did not escape Ethen's notice.
He smiled slightly and said, "The reason I didn't kill you right away is that I wanted to give you a chance to live. As long as you cooperate with my investigation, you can all survive."
Upon hearing his words, the woman responded, "The alliance has its own laws, and the base has its own rules. What you are doing is considered illegal detention. Aren't you afraid of legal consequences?"
Hearing her words, the other sealed warriors echoed her sentints, questioning Ethen. Consequences?
Ethen shook his head, "There's no point in delaying. Whether the law can extend its reach to this wilderness is sothing you mountain dwellers know better than I do."
"I have so questions for you. If you answer honestly, I will let you go and allow you to return to your village to continue living. If you resist or deceive , do you see my battle pet? It will show you what true reality is!"
Ethen's words were firm and resolute. Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Seeing that he had managed to intimidate these villagers, Ethen continued.
"The first question: How many bronze level warriors are there in your village? What is the strongest level among them?"
At this, no one in the crowd responded. Clearly, they were all conscious of maintaining confidentiality. Noticing this, Ethen pointed to the slightly plump man lying on the ground and said, "You, answer . If you can't within ten seconds, you will die!"
Upon hearing Ethen's words, the slightly plump man's expression changed dramatically.
The reason he had dared to attack Ethen was that he had thought Ethen intended to kill them. It was only in desperation that he found the courage to act.
Now, he sensed that Ethen seed to be genuinely just trying to gather information and had no intention of killing them, which eased his heart significantly.
Such is human nature. In monts of despair, many people possess the courage to sacrifice themselves for death. However, once a glimr of hope for survival is presented, a portion of people will choose to cling to life.
Of course, there are so who resolutely seek death, but the majority are unwilling to give up their hope for survival. The slightly plump man understood he only had ten seconds left.
He imdiately made his choice, speaking in a voice that was almost tearful, "Don't kill , I'll tell you, I'll tell you."
Upon hearing this, Ethen looked at the slightly plump man, waiting for his answer. The slightly plump man said, "Our village has 28 bronze level warriors. No, it should be 27 now."
As he spoke, he glanced fearfully at the man in a hat who had been killed by the battle pet. Twenty seven?
Hearing this, Ethen was sowhat shocked. Even though he had repeatedly overestimated the strength of the village, he still underestimated it.
As the largest pharmacy in Heishui Town, how many bronze level warriors does the Ling family have? Including the head of the family, Azizul, and the deceased steward, Lan Ling, there were only three.
With Azizul currently in closed door cultivation and Lan Ling dead, this ant that the Ling family now had only one bronze level expert to maintain their stability and status in Heishui Town.
One can imagine the importance of bronze level warriors.
Although Ethen did not have very accurate data, he had a gut feeling that the combined total of all the bronze level warriors in the Heishui Town governnt and civilian sectors likely did not even reach the number 27.
A village with 27 bronze level warriors could easily dominate an entire town based solely on combat strength.
Looking further afield, if they went to the Horizon base or other bases, they could easily establish themselves in the city and beco a significant force.
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