"The mithril mine is within the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band's sphere of influence. It now belongs to the Church of Light. All of you, please leave!" Light grand magus Ferguson floated in midair, his pure white magic robe sparkling. He held a magic staff in his left hand, his expression sacred and inviolable.
Light magical elements gathered towards the magic staff in his hand from all directions of the valley. Ferguson's aura grew stronger and stronger as the magic staff in his hand shot out a brilliant curtain of light, illuminating the valley where the moon had yet to appear.
This valley was a few miles wide, with a small river flowing quietly in the middle of the valley. Around the river were huge rocks of strange shapes, and near the mountain walls, there were many plants that looked like creepers, painting the mountain walls a light green.
The four great powers of the Valley of Sunshine, the Cairo mercenary band, the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band, the House of Menlo, and the Katar orc tribe, had all arrived. They split into four directions and occupied the most central area of the valley. Outside the four great powers, a dozen or so smaller powers were scattered in twos and threes, similarly gathering here with greedy hearts.
Han Shuo had originally planned on concealing his tracks, but when he heard the rumbling, he released a yin demon and circled the valley once. He had a panoramic view of Tanai's situation and understood that Tanai had reached a critical juncture. All the powers were no longer concealing themselves.
"Let's go. As long as we're careful, no one should notice us." Han Shuo called out lightly and led Gilbert and Trunks, carefully avoiding the various powers. They arrived at a remote corner of the valley and hid behind a large rock.
"Mister Ferguson, the merchant who discovered the silver mine is from our House of Menlo. The mine should belong to our House of Menlo." Adam Menlo, the patriarch of the House of Menlo, said dryly as he glared at Ferguson with a dark face.
Adam Menlo was a skinny old man, rumored to be a sky rider. He rode on a super rank magical beast, the golden-winged roc, and held a golden spear in his hand. He appeared to be overbearing.
Behind him were dozens of experts from the House of Menlo. Each of them was riding strange magical beasts and wielding top-notch weapons or magic staffs. They stared at Ferguson with unfriendly expressions.
"Ferguson, it's not your Church of Light's turn to be arrogant in the Valley of Sunshine. Our Cairo mercenary band is the true master of the Valley of Sunshine. Everything in the Valley of Sunshine belongs to us. "The bald, burly Laureton's voice was as loud as a bell as he held a giant battle axe in his right hand.
Under the illumination of the light magic, the battle-ax did not shine at all. It seemed to contain an inexplicable power. The handle of the battle-ax was rusty, and it seemed to be quite old.
There was also a group of elites from the Cairo mercenary band standing behind Laureton. It looked like he was determined to get his hands on this mithril mine. On the other side, the Katar Beastman Tribe's Tribal Chief, Katar, was about 2.5 meters tall and carried a huge totem on his shoulder. The warriors behind him were also huge and carried huge totems.
"It looks like this battle is unavoidable!" The corners of Han Shuo's mouth carried a malicious smile as he looked at the four strongest powers in the center of the valley, facing each other with equal harshness.
"Yes, but why haven't we discovered the Butcher and Janet's bandits?" Trunks nodded, and then said with some doubt, "Logically speaking, they should have received the news as well. There's no way they wouldn't want a share."
"Actually, they're already here, but they're just hiding like us. Heh heh, these bandits don't dare to expose themselves and have long since hidden themselves. " Han Shuo pointed in the direction of the orc chief, Katar, and said, "There's a mountain path behind them. There's a large area of rubble, and the Butcher's men are inside."
"Over there, in the shrubbery a mile behind the House of Menlo are Janet's bandits. However, let's not go find Janet for now. Let's observe the situation first. "
"Got it." Trunks replied.
Due to the limited area of the valley, the various powers that had come to the valley had only brought a portion of their elites. There weren't many of them. The various powers had gathered in the open and in the shadows, all harboring the thought of seizing the silver mine. They filled every corner of the valley, and the situation was in a stalemate that could erupt at any moment.
At this time, no one dared to make the first move, so everyone had the same goal. Even Laureton didn't dare to make the first move, lest he become the target of all the powers' attacks.
After a round of quarreling and roaring, the four great powers glared at each other and cursed at each other. Their subordinates also brandished their weapons in a threatening manner, but they didn't actually make a move. It was obvious that they had some misgivings about each other.
"These fellows are so annoying. Why haven't they made a move yet? I'm getting tired of watching." Gilbert said impatiently when he saw that they were still quarreling.
"Where's the silver mine? I'll add some fuel to the fire." Han Shuo thought for a moment, then glanced at Trunks and asked.
"There, where the plants are the most luxuriant, is a cave that leads underground. It's rumored that there's a silver mine there, as well as an extremely rare mithril mine. "Trunks replied as he pointed at the area where the four powers were standing.
An idea came to Han Shuo's mind and he grinned evilly, "I have an idea. This time, I'm going to make Florida suffer the consequences."
Before coming here, Han Shuo's group had already seen Florida. After half a year of recuperation, Florida's injuries had completely healed. He was now full of energy and was discussing something with Asa in a low voice behind his grandfather Ferguson.
Asa and Maxine had tried to assassinate Han Shuo during their last trip to the Valley of Sunshine. In the end, Asa's right arm had been chopped off and he had fled in a sorry state. Even now, Asa still hadn't recovered. His face was still pale and bloodless. Although his severed right arm had been reattached, judging from the spasms of his fingers, it should have been left with lifelong sequelae. It was likely that he would never be able to regain his original agility.
After the necromancy incantation, the Little Skull and the earth elite zombie appeared together. After being refined by demonic arts, the earth elite zombie no longer looked like a zombie warrior, and was no different from an ordinary human.
After giving the earth elite zombie an order, the earth elite zombie's body slowly sank into the ground, disappearing under Trunks' incredulous gaze. However, there were no changes to the ground where the earth elite zombie had disappeared, as if he was a drop of water that had merged into the ground.
"What, what's going on? What, what is he? "Trunks had a face full of disbelief as he cried out in alarm.
Pointing at the Little Skull, Han Shuo smiled and explained, "The same as him."
When the Little Skull saw that Han Shuo had mentioned him, the light in his purple eye brightened and focused on Trunks. He even raised the bone dagger in his right hand, appearing quite arrogant and disdainful of Trunks' ignorance.
"I understand now. Amazing Brian, you're truly astonishing!" Trunks cried out in surprise and then smiled wryly, "No wonder Ferguson and Edwin are looking for you!"
"This is the territory of the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band. You've trespassed on our territory and even dared set your sights on the mines in our territory. You've gone too far!" Florida shouted from the other side and looked coldly at Laureton with a murderous aura.
The Rainbow Sickle mercenary band had the most people who'd entered the valley this time. Adding on his grandfather Ferguson and some existences from the Church of Light, Florida felt that his side was the strongest and naturally had the more imposing manner.
"Florida, do you really think that the Valley of Sunshine is your home just because you have your grandfather's support?" Laureton snorted coldly and mocked Florida.
Suddenly, the earth elite zombie shot out from the dense undergrowth. He held a large piece of silver rock in both hands and excitedly ran in front of Florida, handing it to Florida under everyone's gazes.
"Good, damnit, Florida, you've already started mining. You're simply ignoring our existence!" The patriarch of the House of Menlo, Adam Menlo, immediately cursed sinisterly when he saw the situation unfold. He rode the super rank magical creature, the golden roc, and rushed towards Florida.
The golden roc was more than ten meters long and its golden wings spread out, blocking out the light of the moon that had just risen. A sharp cry rang out as the edges of its enormous wings were as sharp as blades, rapidly flapping. When Tanai of the Zhongshan mountain arrived, a fierce gust of wind surged forth. The sleeves of Florida's Rainbow Sickle mercenary band danced wildly as they stood there, their bodies swaying.
Adam Menlo raised his golden spear and a chilling murderous aura burst forth. He took the lead and rushed towards the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band. Behind him, the House of Menlo's men riding all sorts of strange magical creatures also rushed out with shrill cries, heading straight for the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band.
"Sunshine Tanai, it's not your Church of Light's turn to be arrogant! Brothers, let them know who's the strongest power in the Valley of Sunshine! " On the other side, Laureton roared towards the sky. The clothes on his body suddenly burst open, and a terrifying aura followed. His originally strong muscles bulged unbridledly, and his shiny bald head was extremely conspicuous.
As a berserker, Laureton appeared to be extremely violent and impulsive as he raised his giant battle-axe and took the lead in shooting out. As he flew, he fiercely swung his battle-axe, and wherever he passed, the boulders would shatter with loud pops. His momentum was terrifying to the extreme.
Behind him, the mercenaries of the Cairo Mercenary Band were all enraged. They were like a group of mad bulls, roaring as they charged at the Cairo Mercenary Band.
Similar to them was the orc tribe of Katar. As the chief of the tribe, Katar roared a few words in the orc language. The huge totem pole that he was carrying on his shoulder was shining with a strange luster. He violently pounded it on the ground, causing the earth to tremble. A deep pit was created by the strike of the totem pole.
A few beastman Shamans jumped around crazily, rays of multicolored light falling on the bodies of the dozens of beastmen behind Katar. These beastmen were blessed with Shaman incantations, and their muscles became as hard as granite. The totem poles they carried shone as they advanced with a strange rhythm, howling as they charged towards Florida.
"Who the hell are you, are you trying to kill us?!" Florida roared at the earth elite zombie, his rage reaching its peak. He quickly chanted an incantation, planning to kill the earth elite zombie first.
Unfortunately, before he could finish his incantation, the earth elite zombie had already quickly merged into the ground and disappeared without a trace. In the end, he condensed a Sword of Light and shot it towards the madly charging Laureton.
Once a berserker or orc became enraged, it was very difficult to stop them. Florida understood this and knew that this battle was unavoidable. He had wanted to kill Laureton to begin with, and since he couldn't stop him from stopping, he naturally wouldn't show any mercy.
He grinned and laughed wildly as the Sword of Light was destroyed into specks of light by Laureton's battle axe before it could even get close to him. The bald Laureton's aura was like a rainbow as he dashed forward. When he arrived in front of Florida, all the rocks in his path were shattered as the battle axe in his hand surged with an overwhelming battle aura.
"Very powerful, they are indeed powerful people. This battle is going to be interesting." Han Shuo grinned and said calmly as he watched the three powers charge towards the Rainbow Sickle mercenary band.
"Honored Master, what should we do?" Gilbert couldn't help but ask excitedly when he saw the chaotic scene unfold.
"Trunks, send out the signal for the brothers outside to come over. They can fight their own battles, you guys go in and mine, I'll watch from the outside." Han Shuo hastily instructed Trunks as he observed the chaotic situation in the valley.
"But the entrance to the mine is right where the four powers are fighting. They've already blocked the entrance, and whoever dares charge in will definitely be out of luck. This isn't a good idea!" Trunks smiled wryly and didn't immediately send out the signal.
"Heh heh, the secret tunnel is already ready. With the earth elite zombie here, we don't need to go through that path at all." As Han Shuo's light laughter faded, a tunnel suddenly split open beneath the rocks behind the three. The earth elite zombie stood in the middle of the tunnel and waved his hand.
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