The rain seemed to have become even heavier. It rarely rained in Chaos City during autumn, let alone such a heavy downpour.
This made the customers sitting in the shops waiting for the rain to stop even more worried. They didn't want to just sit there, so they could only ask the waiter to refill their teacups, cut some beef, and get a jug of wine. If they didn't want to go home in the rain, they had to pay some money. After all, in such a heavy downpour, they would get wet even if they held an umbrella.
This made the shop owners beam with joy. Usually, they wouldn't have any business at this time of the year, but thanks to Mamy's, so many customers were attracted to the mid-autumn festival party. Just one night of heavy rain, and they made a whole day's worth of money.
"If only Mamy's held such parties often …" A fat shop owner stood at the door, chuckling as he looked at the heavy rain outside.
…
Meg was standing under the tree at this moment, and he wasn't in the mood to hold another party. He was looking at the six figures rushing toward him from all directions with a grave expression.
There was a light not far away, and that was a magic caster preparing to release a spell. Thankfully, it was only an elementary spell, which meant that the two magic casters weren't intermediate magic casters. This was somewhat good news for Meg. He was fighting against so many magic casters, and if there were powerful magic casters who could deal a fatal blow to him at any time, it would be terrible.
A similar situation had occurred on that rainy night three years ago.
The great magic casters had come together, the 10th-tier knights had charged toward him with heavy cavalry, and the 10th-tier demons had attacked him with all their might. The memory of that fierce battle was still engraved in Meg's mind to this day.
Although there weren't any great magic casters, 10th-tier knights, or 10th-tier demons present today, he wasn't the same Meg Alex who could fly and slay dragons in the sky.
His opponents had come prepared. There were six warriors and two long-range magic casters. This wasn't a combat squad that was commonly seen in the empire's military, so they were most likely subordinates of the second prince. Judging from their speed, there were at least two 4th-tier knights, and the rest were all at least 3rd-tier.
He had just recovered his 3rd-tier strength, and he had just practiced his swordsmanship in the test field for the God of Cookery last night. He was holding the longsword that he had just exchanged from the system, which was most suitable for his current power level.
Meg was standing on the brink of death again, and if he failed this time, no one would spare his life.
Therefore, he could only risk his life.
However, this time, he had his most trusted old friend by his side.
The hand holding the umbrella suddenly loosened, and the black umbrella slowly fell to the ground like a rootless duckweed in the heavy rain. The figure that had been standing under the tree for a long time suddenly moved. Meg, who had one foot on the tree trunk, shot forward like an arrow to meet Narson head-on.
Meg's mind was filled with the countless combat experiences that Alex had left behind, as well as the solutions to different predicaments.
Power alone wasn't enough to make him the number one knight on the Norland Continent. Brains were more important. Otherwise, he would've already died when he was surrounded on the dragon island. However, after he killed the most powerful evil dragon despite the severe injuries he sustained, the encirclement was automatically disbanded. Not a single giant dragon dared to stop him as no one knew whether they would be the next to die.
This team of eight was very powerful. At the very least, it would be quite difficult for Meg to deal with them in his current state. In particular, the two 3rd-tier magic casters were still charging up their power, and it would be quite difficult for him to defend himself against their 3rd-tier spells.
As such, if he wanted to break out of this predicament, then he had to kill their leader first. This was the law of the jungle that was applicable everywhere.
Narson looked on at the oncoming Meg, and his expression was also quite tense. His heart was thumping rapidly, and the hint of fear in his eyes gradually turned into madness. His longsword was trembling slightly, not from nervousness, but from excitement.
Alex was indeed no longer the same Alex he had been in the past. Otherwise, he would've been sliced in half with just a single swing of his sword. However, he was now taking the initiative to attack Narson.
The number one knight was so proud that he refused to even accept a human's challenge, yet he was now attacking Narson. Furthermore, his speed appeared to be only at the level of a 2nd-tier knight.
Narson didn't know how Narson had managed to recover his crippled limbs to the level of a 2nd-tier knight, but even if he was Alex, he still wouldn't be able to defeat him. He had been at the 4th-tier for close to 10 years, and his speed, strength, and spiritual power were all superior to Meg's in every aspect. As such, how could Narson defeat him?
A deranged smile appeared on Narson's face as he drew his longsword and thrust it directly toward Meg's heart. He could already envision his longsword piercing through Alex's heart. After that, the entire Norland Continent would go crazy over this news, and he would become the commander of the Black Falcons, as well as a truly important figure in the Roth Empire.
The other members of the Black Falcons were still rushing toward them, and the two magic casters had already completed their incantations, ready to unleash their spells at any moment.
At this moment, Meg and Narson had already closed in on each other.
Narson's sword was black, and there was a deep crimson groove running down the center of the blade. There was lethal poison smeared all over the blade, and even healing magic casters wouldn't be able to save him if he were to stab his opponent in the heart.
Meg's sword was still in its scabbard, and as soon as he was within two swords of Narson, his speed abruptly accelerated, and his longsword was silently drawn from its scabbard.
Narson's eyes widened upon seeing this. The spiritual power that he had injected into his longsword made it shimmer with golden light. This was his most powerful sword strike, and he had slain many 4th-tier opponents in the past.
However, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine at the sight of Tang Wulin's seemingly nonchalant slash.
Tang Wulin's sword had been drawn very quickly, and it appeared to be very light and gentle, but it was even faster than his eyes could follow. It was so fast that he didn't even have time to react with his longsword.
This was definitely not a sword strike that a 2nd-tier knight could unleash. It was so fast that even a 4th-tier knight couldn't match it. Furthermore, the speed that Tang Wulin had unleashed during that final step was also not something that a 2nd-tier knight could achieve.
This meant that Tang Wulin had concealed his true power!
Narson's heart sank, but a crazed look appeared on his face. He injected all of his spiritual power and spiritual power into his sword. Even if Alex was concealing his true power, he most likely hadn't reached the 4th-tier yet. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used such a method against him.
Alex was invincible among his peers; this was something that everyone knew.
Silver light flashed across Meg's longsword. It was a very faint light, and if one wasn't paying close attention, it would've been very difficult to detect.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound rang out as Tang Wulin's sword clashed with Tang Wulin's sword.
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