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After Ren was done killing the final bandit his body remained standing for a few more seconds before falling down like a puppet that had its strings cut. Mo Fan's group could finally breathe as they saw Ren going back to sleep. The group of people looked around and saw that the desert sand had been dyed red with blood and was filled with people's innards. They couldn't help but recall the horrifying massacre they just witnessed, Ren needed only one attack to kill each bandit, and no matter what the other party did they couldn't even scratch Ren.

Mo Fan wanted to quickly leave this place that had an intense scent of blood all around. Usually, this much blood would've attracted predators but with Ren's deterrence that wasn't a problem. What was problematic was Mo Fan and the others were too frightened to approach Ren. They knew that Ren wouldn't attack them, but after witnessing such carnage they dare not risk it. 

"What should we do now?"