I Stack Attributes in the Apocalypse

155  All of You Have to Die!!

It was hard to describe how powerful Lu Ming was at this moment!

As Lu Ming launched his attack against the Black Feather Tribe, Amang felt as if a towering mountain was bearing down on him.

A furious aura.

An astonishing physique.

All converging into an overwhelming pressure.

It even made Amang's breath stall and his mind go blank.

He wanted to move…

But under the aura of an apex predator like Lu Ming, he could not move a muscle!

This was the case for Amang.

Not to mention the other members of the Black Feather Tribe…

Until six enormous fists suddenly punched out.

The raging force of the punches surged over like a tsunami, engulfing everything.

"Boom!"

A massive mushroom cloud rose from outside the Nanxiang gathering place.

The deafening sound and blinding light instantly deprived everyone of their senses!

…..

After one move, everything came to an end…

As the dust settled, the sound dissipated.

On the silent battlefield, only the last two individuals were still alive.

One was Lu Ming, of course.

The other was Amang, held tightly in Lu Ming's hand.

Looking towards where the Black Feather Tribe members had been standing.

Apulan, Arnold, and all the other Black Feather Tribe members had vanished without a trace.

It was clear they had not escaped.

Their bodies were just gone.

Turning his gaze back to Lu Ming and the captive Amang.

One could see that Amang, held in Lu Ming's hand, appeared dumbfounded, unmoving.

He stared at the strange creature beside him, which was also observing him. His mouth twitched, but he could not utter a word.

There was no suspense, no surprises.

Amang was helpless.

The moment Lu Ming activated the Desperate State, he foresaw the outcome for himself and the others.

In the Desperate State, Lu Ming's strength had already surpassed Amang and the others' limits!

At this moment, Amang's wings had already been broken.

He did not even know how many bones were fractured in his body.

If he had not regained his senses just before the punch landed, and had activated his life-saving trump card, his fate would have been no different from the others.

But now…

Sensing Lu Ming's hand continually tightening, trying to crush him into a meat patty, Amang panicked.

"Wait…" "Wait…"

"Oh~~"

Sure enough, Lu Ming halted his hand's motion.

The four eyeballs turned to focus on Amang, and Lu Ming's deep, weighty voice echoed in Amang's ears.

"Do you have any last words?"

Last words? That could work…

Amang was not ready to die.

He quickly continued, "You can't kill me."

Lu Ming asked, "Why?"

Amang took a deep breath and began his plea, "If you kill me, my Black Feather Tribe will definitely seek revenge on you."

"The first to bear the brunt would be those tribulation transcenders who came before you."

"They're living close to us."

"My tribesmen will flay them alive, subject them to every torment! You don't want to see your kind endure such agony, do you?"

Lu Ming thought for a moment and said, "No, I don't."

Lu Ming had always been very kind…

A smirk formed on Amang's face, but then Lu Ming's tone changed.

"But I can't do anything about it!"

"I'm no hero, and certainly not a savior. Their troubles are distant from me. Besides, if you want to torment them, it's your problem, not mine. What does it have to do with me?"

Amang opened his mouth, suddenly feeling pressure from all sides—Lu Ming was tightening his grip.

Gasping for breath, he hurriedly said, "Alright, you don't have to care about them, but you can't ignore your side either, right?"

"Let me tell you, I didn't act on my own this time. I followed the tribe's orders! That means my people know our route and destination."

"If you kill me, my tribesmen won't just let it go. Sooner or later, they'll find you and avenge me!"

Lu Ming's hand paused, and it seemed Amang had found a glimmer of hope.

"Let me tell you, although I admit that you're very strong, you're definitely not a match for our chief!"

"You're not invincible here!"

"Now, let me go and I'll leave immediately. When I return to the tribe, I'll speak well of you, and it's not impossible for us to offer you protection."

After speaking, he looked at Lu Ming, only to find him deep in thought.

After a moment, Lu Ming sighed heavily.

"So, you are saying, I have to deal with you guys, one after another, right?"

Amang nodded vigorously, "Yes, exactly!"

If I kill you, your tribesmen will come for revenge, right?"

Amang nodded again, "Exactly!"

Lu Ming suddenly changed the topic, "I've seen this plot in novels."

Ah Mang was puzzled, not understanding why Lu Ming mentioned novels…

Lu Ming continued, "In novels, when the protagonist beats up a junior, the seniors come out to seek retribution."

"But is there a plot where the protagonist spares the junior?"

"No."

"Do you know why?"

Without waiting for Amang's response, Lu Ming continued, "Because sparing them is equivalent to showing fear. Fear makes one become subservient to others! Without considering readers' preferences, just from a logical perspective, there's no way to spare them!"

"You provoked me first and bullied me first."

"I retaliated, and then you brought your reinforcements."

"If I back down and spare you, you'll return with even more reinforcements, and you'll keep bullying me until I'm a wreck!"

The more he spoke, the more upset Lu Ming felt.

His discomfort turned into agony, then worry, then fear, and finally madness!!

And the most insane Lu Ming was also the calmest Lu Ming.

He looked seriously at Amang in his hand and spoke again, "Then do you know how to deal with situations like this?"

Amang wanted to say that he would not seek revenge on him—but he also knew that he would definitely retaliate if he survived.

However, before he could voice it, Lu Ming continued, "The best way to handle this is to kill off all the trash like you who always bully others, one by one!"

"Didn't your tribesmen want to avenge you?"

"Alright! Let's settle this grudge!"

"From now on, you birdmen, I'll kill every birdman I see!"

"And not only that, just you wait! After I've cultivated for a while more, I'll come find you directly and destroy your nest!!"

"All of you have to die!!"

"Smack!"

Lu Ming was so agitated that he could not control his strength and suddenly exerted more strength.

As a result, Amang's entire body burst open like a can of canned food that had been run over by a truck, splattering Lu Ming's hand.

Lu Ming did not care about being clean or sanitary.

He just remained silent until his body slowly contracted.

He walked towards the gathering place in silence.

As Lu Ming walked, he pondered.

He thought about these Black Feather Tribe members, and the methods they might use for revenge in the future.

He wondered why there were always people disrupting his peaceful daily life.

In the end, Lu Ming sighed helplessly. "Black Feather Tribe, I'll remember you."

If possible, he would try his best to nip the danger in the bud…

This was Lu Ming's style.

And poor Amang had no idea what kind of monster he had stirred up for his own tribe.