The tavern was packed with people. In times of war, hard liquor was a favorite among the soldiers. They needed a drink to calm themselves down and brag about their achievements.
"Dole, I killed two dark ones and more than seventy Spider Zergs!"
"Come on, how dare you show off with your ragtag army!"
"Damn, how many did you kill?"
"My team has killed a thousand prototype Zergs and twenty-eight dark ones. I have killed three dark ones, one more than you!"
"Damn, you win!"
"How dare you brag about three dark ones? Our team leader killed eight!"
"Come on, your Thunder Drum King's elite team can't compete with us. What a disgrace!"
"That's right, that's right."
"Come on, let's drink!"
Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a gust of cold wind blew in. The weather was a little chilly.
The newcomer hesitated to let them in, but the tavern owner was smart enough to let them in. "Let the rest of us in to warm up and have a drink. It's the same in the city. It's a little crowded, but the atmosphere is good."
"Alright, let's do our own thing. Tianzong, come in and have a drink." The young man nodded and walked in.
Following that, more than ten people walked in. In an instant, the atmosphere in the huge room became strange.
The people who came didn't seem to be very old. A few of the girls who came in had astonishing looks. They were definitely beauties in this chaotic world. However, what really made the hall silent was not their looks. A woman's beauty would only attract whistles in this kind of place.
The murderous aura was as thick as ink, and the dozen or so people were all the same. It was as if their bones were brimming with a murderous aura.
They were all soldiers, and because they were soldiers, they were more sensitive to the murderous aura. They were all smiling, but the murderous aura they exuded was suffocating.
The waiter placed glasses of liquor in front of them.
"Yuyu, Yezi, have a drink. It'll warm you up." The young man smiled.
The group gulped down a large glass of liquor. The two girls did not hesitate. It was no longer a problem for them.
"Boss, how much?"
"Don't worry, just give me whatever you want. Which unit are you from? Do you need to change your armor?" the owner said kindly.
Only then did people realize that this group of people were wearing the clothes of beggars. However, no one dared to laugh at them, because the marks on their clothes were left by the insects. What kind of tragic war did they have to go through to be able to fight like this … to survive?
"That's all I have, thank you," Wang Tong said as he placed four Blu's on the table.
Just like how they came, the dozen or so people left quietly. Apart from the young man who spoke, no one else spoke. Only when the group of people disappeared in the cold wind did the atmosphere in the tavern lighten up a little.
"… Who are they?"
"Yuyu, Ye Zi … Where have I heard these names before?"
The pub quietened down. Everyone's mind was clear. Xiao Yuyu … Ye Zi …
Everyone stared at the entrance, dumbfounded. The legendary Grim Reaper and his demon army???
A small army of three hundred dark ones had destroyed seven cities and killed hundreds of thousands of Zergs in less than a month. They had foiled the Zergs' attack plan and struck fear into the hearts of the dark ones.
The Grim Reaper, Wang Tong!
At this time, the owner of the tavern ran out, panting, holding a huge portrait in his hand. In the rear of Mars, there were two most popular huge portraits. One was the statue of the God of War, and the other was the huge photo album in the owner's hand.
The proud warrior wielding the scythe of the grim reaper. He had killed thousands of dark ones all by himself. The dark ones thought he was a demon, but the humans preferred to call him the Grim Reaper.
The tavern owner looked at the portrait and then at the entrance. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew into the tavern. "It's him! It must be him!"
Everyone rushed out of the tavern, but there was no sign of the Grim Reaper.
Both Wang Tong and Guan Dongyang had run into some problems in Constantinople. During the war, resources were scarce, and food was of secondary importance. The Demon Legion had been using the Zerg's food as a fuel source, and they were able to adapt to the taste of the Zergs. Later on, they found a machine that could produce Zerg pellets. Although the pellets still tasted terrible, it was still a relief for them. Wang Tong and Guan Dongyang wanted to eat more of the pellets, but they knew that they wouldn't be able to get another chance like this again after this trip to Constantinople.
The most important issue was the METAL armor. After so many fierce battles, their METAL suits had been severely damaged. Unless they were legendary level fighters, it would be difficult for them to form an METAL suit. Wang Tong's decision to change the direction of the Zergs' attack was for this reason. Not only were the casualties of the Zergs increasing, but the dark ones had also turned out in full force, putting a lot of pressure on the Demon Legion. Just as Wang Tong had said, the dark ones were furious after they conquered Samgharama City, and they were determined to destroy the Demon Legion at all costs.
Even though Wang Tong was mentally prepared, as a leader, he still needed some time to adjust himself. The war was going to be a tough one. Today, Wang Tong decided to give everyone a day off. Since there was such an opportunity, he decided to enjoy his time as a human for the last time. The men went out to drink, and the women went out to do whatever they liked.
That was what it was like to be alive. Warriors were humans too.
It wouldn't be long before they had to bid farewell to their short human lives, and what came next would be the truly difficult days.
"Hamir will take care of it. Don't worry about it. Let's go and relax. There are a lot of people over there." Guan Dongyang said with a smile.
"I didn't know Zambrotta was such an expert at boosting morale." "Of course.
"Of course. In ancient times, war drums were used to boost morale, let alone the Thunder Drum King."
At this time, the central square of Constantinople was filled with thunderous cheers. Many warriors had gathered there, and the cold weather did not dampen the enthusiasm of the people. Looking at their equipment, there were warriors of the Thunder Drum King, the city's resistance army, and mercenaries. From time to time, cheers would erupt.
"What's going on?"
Wang Tong and Guan Dongyang walked toward the center of the arena. They were sure that it would be interesting to see so many warriors fighting each other in the middle of the arena.
There was a warrior in his thirties in the middle of the square. Every time he fought, the crowd would burst into cheers.
Wang Tong and Guan Dongyang could tell that this warrior had reached the legendary level. The warriors on the stage ranged from level seventeen to level twenty. Although they knew that they were no match for him, they still wanted to give it a try. Fortunately, this warrior knew how to control his strength.
"His sword is not bad, but it's a little rough. I don't think it's his best weapon." Wang Tong cracked a smile.
"Haha, of course. Brother Tianzong's sword and shield are the best." Guan Dongyang agreed with Wang Tong. Not only did they fight together, but they also learned from each other. Only by making progress could they survive.
Arcanists learned from Guan Dongyang and Xiao Yuyu, while warriors learned from Yin Tianzong and Erenas. As for Wang Tong, his fighting style was beyond anyone's imagination.
In terms of foundation, the Hidden Heaven Sect was truly worthy of the demeanor of a great sect. The sword was used for offense, while the shield was used for defense. He had a unique understanding of these two types of weapons. Thus, his performance in battle would give everyone a lot of inspiration.
Both Wang Tong and Guan Dongyang's words were true. They were the sentiments of seasoned warriors.
The legendary level warrior in front of them was not bad at all. However, they were not afraid of him.
"Bro, you are from the outside world, right? Do you know who he is?" A burly warrior retorted. He was wearing a giant drum insignia, and it seemed that he was a junior officer of the Thunderclap Army.
Wang Tong and Guan Dongyang looked at each other and smiled. "Yes, we are from the outside world."
"He is the deputy commander of our Thunderclap Army, Xiao Libie, the third disciple of the Thunderclap Drum King. If the two of you are not convinced, you can go up and give it a try. We, the men that the Thunderclap Army admires, making sarcastic remarks is not what a man would do!"
"Haha, bro, we don't have any other intentions. We don't want to challenge him." Guan Dongyang said. They were here to take a break, and they didn't want to waste their energy here.
"If you two are really good fighters, why don't you show us what you are capable of? Show us what you are capable of!"
"Exactly! If you can give us some pointers, we will be able to understand what you are capable of, right?"
The surrounding warriors were all from the Thunderclap Army, and they didn't want to give up when they heard that someone was looking down on their commander.
On the stage, Xiao Libie had defeated another opponent with ease. His opponent bowed to him respectfully.
"Why don't you give it a try?" Wang Tong asked with a smile.
Guan Dongyang pulled a long face and said, "I don't think so. I am tired."
"Didn't you complain about your lack of experience in close combat? This is a great opportunity. Go ahead." Wang Tong turned to the first fighter and asked, "Do we get a prize if we win? We would like to exchange it for some food."
The surrounding people looked at each other in dismay. These outsiders were really like toads yawning. Their tone was really arrogant.
"Of course, no problem. If we win, we won't just eat and drink, we'll definitely eat and drink to our heart's content. Haha."
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