Chapter 275: Is this the Periphery Territory? (4K)_1

Thud—

A muscular, black-turbaned hulk suddenly drove his large knife into the chest of a middle-aged man in front of him. He smoothly thrusted the knife deep, then pulled out, and the man fell onto the ground, blood gradually spreading from his chest.

Scattered around, there lay twenty to thirty bodies. Some were dressed as archers, others as halberd guards and spearmen. But without exception, each had a fatal wound, their breaths utterly fading away.

A few giant rock beasts also fell to the ground, departed from their life.

One of the black-turbaned hulks stepped forward, opened up the cargo saddlebags tied to the sides of a rock beast's body, and grinned cheekily, "Boss, this load looks to be in excellent condition. There are many rare-level materials inside. If we sell them all, we could make a nice profit!"