A precipitous cliff was shrouded in mist and clouds. It was impossible to see the bottom at a glance. The sunset glow was like a burning cloud against the sky, illuminating the precipitous cliff like a large piece of red-hot iron.
The cliff was quite a distance from the Valley of Sunshine. Such precipitous cliffs were not uncommon in the Kerlan Mountain Range. The bare cliff was littered with jagged rocks, devoid of any vegetation.
Standing at the top of the cliff, Han Shuo jumped down and descended through the mist. In the span of a breath, he landed on a large protruding rock.
This rock was in the middle of the cliff and was surrounded by thick white mist. The rock protruded horizontally, forming a large flat area. Although it was a bit steep, it wasn't dangerous as long as one was careful.
"Who's there?" A startled cry rang out as a brawny, bare-chested, bearded man stared at Han Shuo with ill intent, holding a sharp axe forged by the dwarves.
"I'm looking for Trunks." Han Shuo said with a smile.
The Soul Destroyer mercenary band was situated on a broad piece of flat land protruding from the bottom of the cliff. On this piece of flat land that was filled with floating clouds and mist, the dense mist did not spread to the center for some unknown reason. However, the flat land was a vast expanse of whiteness, appearing extremely bizarre.
Rows of bamboo houses were scattered across the flat area. Many half-naked mercenaries were practicing martial arts on a practice field the size of a football field. There were also some spacious caves dug out at the back that could also be used as rooms for people to stay in.
This flat area was rather miraculous. It was filled with thick mist above and below, and only a simple soundproof boundary had been set up in the center. With the thick mist as a natural barrier, no one would be able to discover this flat area covered in thick mist. But in the middle of the flat area, the air was fresh and the thick mist was nowhere to be seen. It was truly a quiet and secluded place.
The gentle girl in Han Shuo's hands had already been restrained by him. She couldn't see or hear. When Han Shuo landed on the flat area, he immediately sensed dark dragon Gilbert's presence.
"Honored master, you've finally arrived!" In the middle of the training field, Gilbert's skin was as dark as coal. His muscles were black and shiny. He threw away the two mercenaries that were entangled with him and ran towards Han Shuo while shouting.
The strong man who was holding a sharp axe and looking at Han Shuo with an unfriendly expression immediately grinned when he saw Gilbert calling Han Shuo 'Master'. He said in a friendly manner, "Your weapon is very useful, thank you."
As Han Shuo had provoked both the Church of Light and the Calamity Church, Han Shuo didn't let Trunks reveal his identity in order to guard against the two churches. To these mercenaries, Han Shuo was only a good friend of Trunks and didn't know the real inside story.
"You're welcome. Where is Trunks?" Han Shuo nodded and asked the burly man.
"He's out on business and should be back tonight. Honored master, you've finally returned." Gilbert's upper body was bare as he yelled all the way. Many of the mercenaries on the flat area could hear his voice that sounded like a broken gong. Many came out of their bamboo houses and caves to look at Han Shuo in amazement.
Gilbert must've stayed here for a while. With his tyrannical body as a dark dragon, even if he transformed into a human, these mercenaries still wouldn't be able to deal with him. It seemed that during this period of time, Gilbert must've established a strong image among these people.
Such a powerful character calling Han Shuo 'Master' in such a humble manner immediately shocked the mercenaries on the flat area. They naturally couldn't help but want to see just how powerful this character that could make Gilbert submit to him was!
"Thank you for your weapon, it's very handy!"
"Not bad, this broadsword is really great, worthy of being a weapon forged by the dwarves!"
"Yes yes, the weight of my double-edged axe is simply too suitable. Thank you!"
"… …"
The mercenaries chattered noisily as they looked at Han Shuo with grateful and friendly gazes. It seemed that the weapons that dark dragon Gilbert had brought had truly satisfied these mercenaries.
"Don't mention it, Trunks and I are the best of friends, hehe!" Han Shuo nodded in a friendly manner as he sized up these mercenaries with sparkling eyes.
From what Han Shuo could see, there were roughly a hundred or so mercenaries left on the flat ground. These mercenaries all had calm, experienced expressions, and the majority of them were swordsmen. There were also a dozen or so mages and thirty or so archers. Judging from the aura emanating from their bodies, they should all be experts with extraordinary willpower and determination.
Compared to the group of bandits led by Janet, the strength of the Soul Destroyer mercenary band of a hundred or so was a bit more outstanding. Han Shuo had met some of the younger mercenaries who appeared a bit cold and stern last time at the House of Menlo. He knew that these people were former members of the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band. Their calm and unruffled demeanor that had experienced many battles made Han Shuo take a few more glances at them.
"Hey, you're called Brian, right? Hehe, since you're Gilbert's master, then you must have superb strength. Are you interested in coming over to play?" A seasoned mercenary about 1.9 meters tall with bulging muscles on his bare upper body held a 1.5 meter long broadsword in one hand. He squinted his eyes as he sized up Han Shuo and issued an invitation.
As he spoke, as if he wanted to prove his strength, he casually waved the broadsword in his right hand. A dark green fighting aura suddenly appeared, and a sharp sword light appeared for a moment.
"Alright!" Trunks hadn't returned yet anyway. In order to not encounter any obstructions when he revealed his identity in the future, etching his powerful image deep into their hearts should be the most effective method.
Han Shuo walked confidently towards the arena, unbuttoning his shirt on the way. He was also bare-chested. He was a hundred and eighty centimeters tall, and his muscles looked as if they had been carved by knives and axes. They were full of vigor and explosive power, and the lines and size of his muscles were perfectly coordinated. They were definitely formed naturally after experiencing tempering.
As soon as his upper body's clothes were taken off, some of the surrounding mercenaries immediately cried out in surprise. They were all excited and shouted, "Grant, you're in trouble!"
They were all knowledgeable people. From the perfect coordination of Han Shuo's muscles and the lines of his upper body, they knew that this kind of well-coordinated and robust body was most suitable for battle. Grant's muscles were very large as he held the broadsword in his hand, but some of the smaller muscles weren't obvious. With his physique, this kind of muscle mass could possess powerful explosive power, but his speed would inevitably be affected.
On the other hand, Han Shuo's every muscle was so clearly coordinated. Even the two sides of his waist, where it was most difficult for muscles to appear, were as if they had been carved by a knife and axe. This kind of perfectly coordinated muscle shape was most suitable for battle.
Grant also revealed an astonished expression. He stared blankly for a moment when he saw that Han Shuo had come empty-handed. He casually tossed the greatsword in his hand to the side and yelled in defiance, "Then, we won't use fighting aura. Let's compete purely with the toughness of our bodies."
"As you wish!" Han Shuo laughed heartily and strode towards Grant, not using any demonic yuan.
Grant was overjoyed. He didn't wait for Han Shuo to come near and sped up. His 1.9 meter tall body charged ferociously at Han Shuo, grinning as he clenched his fists and punched straight at Han Shuo.
To everyone's surprise, the approaching Han Shuo didn't move at all. He stared blankly at the incoming iron fist with a strange smile on his face.
Boom!
A muffled sound like that of a war drum came from within Han Shuo's body. Grant's powerful punch landed on Han Shuo's chest, but Han Shuo's body didn't move. Even the smile on his face didn't change.
"Oh, my gosh, is your body made of steel?" On the contrary, Grant, who had punched Han Shuo, was grimacing in pain as he shook his fist, an expression of unspeakable pain.
"Heh heh!" Han Shuo's hand shot out like lightning, grabbing onto Grant's shoulder and flinging him away. The 1.9 meter tall burly man flew up like a feather, swinging a few meters in the air and landing right on top of a wide, soft cushion.
Casually sweeping a glance at the mercenaries beside him, Han Shuo said in a carefree manner, "Is there anyone else who wants to try? Whether it's physical attacks, fighting aura, or magic, I can keep you company!"
When these words were spoken, the mercenaries of the Soul Destroyer Mercenary Band were all dumbfounded. They stared at Han Shuo in shock, but not a single person stood out.
"Wahaha, you idiots actually want to compete with my master in terms of physical strength. In the forbidden area of the Dark Forest, my great master had even beaten the golden dragon, who was known to have the strongest physical body, to the ground. You fellows are really crazy! " Gilbert shouted proudly, causing the group of mercenaries, who were already surprised, to be even more dumbfounded.
"Great master, it's fine if you come, but why did you bring me a woman? You're becoming more and more considerate now!" Gilbert yelled and suddenly discovered the woman that Han Shuo had carelessly thrown to the side. He walked over excitedly.
"Stop, you can't touch this woman. I have great use for her. She belongs to the female bandit Janet. I still need to rely on her to have a good chat with Janet! "Han Shuo glared at Gilbert and berated.
Gilbert immediately became well-behaved when Han Shuo yelled. At this moment, the sound of wind rustling came from the top of the cliff. After a while, Han Shuo descended from above with Odysseus and the others.
"Eh, you've finally arrived!" Trunks immediately said with a smile when he saw Han Shuo. As he walked towards Han Shuo, his gaze unintentionally swept over and he suddenly stared dumbfoundedly at the girl that Han Shuo had swept over. His expression was extremely strange.
After a while, Trunks involuntarily cried out "Annie!" and charged towards the girl as if he'd gone mad. Some of the original members of the Rainbow Sickle Mercenary Band were first wild with joy, but then looked at the girl with some confusion, murmuring, "Something's not right!"
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