Boom!
Loud thunder resounded through the world, and dazzling lightning illuminated the world, pulling out a black and white outline.
The storm affected the land from the sea, and even Ark Harbor was no exception. Fortunately, the harbor in the belly of the mountain was a natural haven, so no ships were damaged. The heavy rain continued from afternoon to evening, and then at dawn, it gradually weakened. However, the rumbling thunder and rain continued to envelop this world.
Another huge bolt of lightning flashed by, illuminating the forest below with a snow-white light. In the blue-white lightning, one could see figures piercing through the forest. Very quickly, the figure in the rain left the forest and appeared on a high slope. Below the slope was a small village. On the village bell tower, a flag was drenched by the rain and hung down.
Occasionally, a flash of lightning illuminated the flag, and it could barely be seen that it was a wolf head symbol.
"We're here." Allen gestured and whispered, "Let's go."
Several figures flashed out from behind him and dispersed. Following that, the members of the Mountain King, Inch Fire, and Dark Blade also descended the slope one after another, heading towards the village occupied by the Hungry Wolf Baron according to their previous plan.
After leaving White Castle, Allen had already obtained information about Sir Daniel and his subordinates. Sir Daniel was a viscount of strength. To be able to add the word 'strength' to his title meant that this viscount's personal strength was actually equivalent to that of an Earl. In fact, Daniel was indeed a Level 27 expert. However, his background was not as prominent as Ou Ban's, and his current territory was far from the level of an Earl's territory. Therefore, he still did not have enough conditions to advance to Earl.
In terms of Daniel's subordinates, Baron Hungry Wolf Duruf was definitely a noteworthy fellow. His title also had a strength prefix. Although he was still a baron, Duruf was a Level 21 expert. It was no wonder that although Sir Oban had many subordinates, no one was willing to stand up and fight this hungry wolf. After all, Duruf's strength was there. He was an expert under Daniel. Even with his eyes closed, he could sweep through Ou Ban's group of subordinates.
In the information provided by Steward Mace, Duruf was a man who greatly advocated personal force. His army numbered less than a thousand, and the few hundred soldiers were made up of slaves from his territory. In terms of combat strength alone, Duruf's army was very weak. However, he had two Level-15 Warriors under him, and they became his capable assistants.
In some of Duruf's battle cases, it wasn't hard to tell that his fighting style was to use experts to assault, and the army was mainly responsible for finishing up. Such a person was very suitable to be a striker. Otherwise, Daniel would not have sent him out to be the vanguard. Although Duruf was strong, his shortcomings were also very obvious. The number of troops was insufficient and their quality was low. This gave Allen, who had just arrived, an opportunity to take advantage of.
Allen had to chase this hungry wolf out before Daniel's reinforcements arrived. Otherwise, just the advantage of the number of troops would be enough to kill him.
The fighter jet was always gone in a flash, and the sudden storm yesterday had undoubtedly created an excellent opportunity for Allen. Under the cover of the storm, he led his men through the night and finally arrived at the village occupied by Duruf before dawn. Also because of the storm, Daniel's reinforcements would have to be delayed for at least a day or two.
This time difference was the best opportunity for Allen.
The world before dawn was the darkest, and the darkness was Belmore's stage. As his level increased and his Origin Energy increased, Belmore's movements became more and more rapid. He floated like a ghost under a rainy night to the foot of a sentry tower. The temporary wooden sentry tower was less than three meters tall. This height was not even an obstacle for Belmore. He floated in like a black cloud. A moment later, blood flowed out of the gaps in the sentry tower.
Regis, William, and Kira silently crossed the sentry tower that Belmore had taken down. The three of them dispersed and rushed into several houses. Allen had already received accurate information that after the village was occupied, the villagers had temporarily left and been taken in by a nearby town. Therefore, only Duruf's soldiers were left in the village, and he didn't have to worry about killing them by mistake.
With the skills of Regis and the others, coupled with the unexpected attack, the soldiers in the houses didn't even have time to react before they were mercilessly killed by them. After a while, a miserable scream sounded. However, the scream suddenly stopped, leaving behind only a faint sound. Only then did the soldiers in the village realize that there were intruders.
Belmore floated down the sentry tower and aimed at a wooden house. The door of the house opened and a soldier rushed out in a panic with his saber in his hand. He didn't even have time to put on his armor. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past. The soldier felt a chill on his neck, and then his strength dissipated. Only when he fell to the ground did he realize that his throat had been cut open.
A black cloud circled the room, and the dozen or so soldiers who lived in this room died.
The smell of blood was spreading through the village.
The soldiers who reacted rushed out of the house and searched for the enemy in the rainy night. Suddenly, someone saw the light of the fire and raised his saber to point at it. Before he could scream, he heard the muffled sound of thunder. Following that, his body trembled violently and he continuously retreated. When he fell on a low wall, the soldiers beside him discovered that there were several bloody holes on his body.
Following that, the violent sound of the Flame Fighting Rifle rang out in the village. The sound of gunfire suppressed the sound of thunder, and the bright line of fire pierced through the curtain of rain. When the soldiers' eyes were illuminated by the fire, it was as if they could see the sinister smile of the Grim Reaper. There weren't many Inch Fire Warriors who set off with Allen this time. There were only about ten of them, but their configuration was top-notch. Not to mention anything else, just the Flame Fighting Rifle that far exceeded this era was a great killing weapon, especially in harvesting ordinary warriors. It was definitely a sharp weapon of war.
Ten Inch Fire Warriors suppressed the soldiers from afar, and the fierce firepower knocked down the soldiers who ran out of the house like straw. The soldiers who reacted screamed and ran back into the house. The Inch Fire Warrior silently activated the Magic Cube sequence of the rifle. Then, a round of Blazing Missiles crossed the space of the village and crashed into the houses of civil and wooden structures, causing a loud explosion.
The explosion caused rain powder to fly everywhere, and seven or eight houses to be razed to the ground. The soldiers inside were burned to death by the explosion of fire waves and superimposed energy, leaving behind only charred corpses.
"What's going on?!" A loud roar sounded in the village. Duruf knocked on the door and walked out. He was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of narrow pants. His eyes were filled with a fierce light as he looked at the village illuminated by the flames.
Duruf was in his prime, and his muscular body was as clear as iron. His silver-white hair pointed straight at the sky like spikes, and a beard of the same color on his chin made him look even tougher. An ugly scar on his cheek was the most clear sign of Duruf. He was glaring angrily, looking for the intruder.
A mournful scream suddenly sounded from a house a hundred meters to the left. Hearing this voice, Duruf's heart jolted. He recognized the voice as belonging to one of his best men. From the sound of it, even if his subordinates didn't die, they would still be in danger. He let out a wild beast-like roar and turned around to rush forward. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the rain.
That slender figure and the village that had become a battlefield seemed to be quite out of place, especially the other party's young and handsome face. It seemed that they were more likely to appear at the banquets of the upper nobles than on this bloody battlefield.
Duruf stopped and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"Allen."
"I've never heard of it!"
Allen shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "It doesn't matter. All you need to know is that I represent Earl Oban. In view of your evil deeds in the Earl's territory, I have the right to kill you. Of course, you can choose to surrender. That would be a happy thing for everyone. "
Duruf seemed to have heard the biggest joke in his life, and he immediately laughed out loud, even laughing so hard that the corners of his eyes were sparkling. He laughed and said, "Brat, isn't this boasting too much?"
"I'm just kind enough to advise you."
"It's a pity that I'm a stubborn person, so it's impossible to surrender!"
"Then I'll have to give your corpse to Sir Daniel. Perhaps I can give him a warning."
Duruf snorted, "I want to do the opposite. I'm glad Earl Oban remembers his honor and dignity. Unfortunately, he shouldn't have sent a little ghost over. "
After saying that, he rushed towards Allen. His speed wasn't slow, and a charge fell in front of Allen. Duruf reached out and grabbed Allen's chest. The iron hand was covered in Origin Energy. If he caught it, he would definitely dig out Allen's internal organs. Allen shook his head and slid away. Qianjun pointed at Duruf's waist.
Duruf's entire body jumped as if he had been struck by lightning. Allen's Origin Energy that invaded his body through Qianjun caused Duruf's blood and energy to surge. He took five or six steps back before looking at Allen seriously.
Allen smiled and said, "Perhaps you shouldn't underestimate me."
"It looks like this. Then let me kill you with all my might!" Duruf let out a long howl, and a huge engraving appeared on his chest. It was the pattern of a demonic wolf. When this engraving appeared, dark red bristles continuously emerged from Duruf's arms and chest. His hair stood up like needles, and Duruf's beard turned dark red. However, his eyes turned golden like a wolf's.
His arms lengthened a little, and his ten fingernails lengthened, turning into black claws. As his Origin Energy surged, Duruf let out a wolf howl towards the sky. When he lowered his head, a pair of snow-white fangs even protruded from his upper lip, making him look like a werewolf.
Allen's expression was solemn. Duruf had finally revealed his true strength, and he didn't dare to underestimate him. Qianjun pointed at Duruf's forehead, and waves of powerful saber Qi flew into the air, causing the rain to splash everywhere, vaporizing into mist, forming a dense cloud of water vapor around the two of them.
(That's right, three updates! Fighting for three updates this month can be considered a challenge. It had been more than half a year since the Apocalypse had been updated. From the excitement when the book was opened to the apprehension when it was put on the shelves, to the calmness now. Whether it was the update or not, there weren't many waves. So this month, let me challenge the previous update record and earn some milk powder money for the upcoming second baby. So, if everyone is happy watching this, please reward me more! Let's make our data look good!)
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