Suddenly, a figure rushed into the tent.
Even in the darkness, Ye Chong's eyes were sharp enough to see everything clearly. The person who rushed in was masked and dressed in black, revealing only his eyes. His sharp eyes were clear in the darkness, and he moved quickly. He was obviously an expert.
Unfortunately, no matter how strong an expert was, they would not be able to escape from an ambush like this. The concentration of the anesthetic in Ye Chong's tent had reached a terrifying level. If Ye Chong did not have his smoke pearl, he would not have dared to stay here.
Screams came from outside. The ambushers had finally been discovered. Ye Chong could even hear Han Yue's angry curses.
However, Ye Chong's attention was on his own room. Han Yue and the rest were not his concern.
It was dark inside the tent. When the person came in, he suddenly felt weak and fell to the ground.
Seeing that the anesthetic was working, Ye Chong calmed down a little. He moved quickly and appeared before the man in black. He caught the unconscious ambusher and gently placed him in a corner of the tent. He did not make a sound throughout the entire process.
He knew how strong Han Yue and the rest were, and the ambushers had obviously planned this. This meant that they knew how strong Han Yue and the rest were. If they dared to come under these circumstances, it meant that they were stronger than Han Yue and the rest.
Fortunately, he had many alchemy products with him. In the dark, no one could say for sure how strong an alchemist like Ye Chong could be with enough reagents. Moreover, he was also a Grandmaster of Combat, so he knew how a Grandmaster of Combat attacked like the back of his hand.
Ye Chong did not hold back. He exerted some force, and the unconscious man in black stopped breathing.
"109 … 109 …" The people outside did not rush in recklessly, but called out the code names of the men in black. But no matter how they called out, the tent in front of them remained dead silent.
The men in black exchanged a look. They knew that something must have happened to 109.
The leader made a gesture. Almost at the same time, they threw out their weapons. Five weapons whistled through the air and flew towards the tent.
Swoosh. There was a soft sound as the five weapons flew into the tent from five different directions.
Ye Chong heard the wind just as the weapons left their hands. His heart skipped a beat. As expected, the strength of this group of people could not be underestimated. The most important thing was their way of doing things. They were so cautious even when ambushing in the dark. This was clearly a group of experts with rich combat experience. Ye Chong did not want to face such an expert. These people always knew what was the right choice at every moment, and the chances of them making a mistake were shockingly low. If it was a group of such people, the danger level would immediately increase exponentially.
Ye Chong exerted strength from his waist and abdomen and lay down. Five gusts of wind whizzed past his head. One of the spears was only a finger's length away from his head. Ye Chong broke out in cold sweat. No matter what, he was still made of flesh and blood. If he had been hit just now, he would have been a corpse.
"Careful, there's an alchemist inside." The leader of the group shouted. This person was extremely vigilant. Just now, the five weapons had left five holes in the tent, and the anesthetic had leaked out. The anesthetic was colorless and odorless, but this person was experienced. He breathed in a little, and felt dizzy. He quickly retreated, shocked by the intensity of the anesthetic.
The other four people quickly retreated, keeping an eye on the tent.
The five men's attacks were thwarted, and the ambushes from the others were also met with strong resistance. Han Yue's men were all elites, and reacted quickly. They worked well together, and the situation soon reached a stalemate.
Han Yue was both shocked and angry. The Han Family was the strongest tribe on Dankwood planet, and it had been a long time since they were provoked like this. However, he quickly calmed down. They were not far from Emerald City. If he could hold on for a while, reinforcements would arrive soon.
The enemy's attacks were fierce, and seemed to be aiming at something.
Could it be …
Han Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked towards the Old Madam. As expected, the attacks were the fiercest there. However, the 10 guards around the Old Madam were also skilled, and the situation was also at a stalemate. However, he soon discovered that the situation of these ten guards was gradually worsening.
But now, he was also caught in a stalemate. The enemy's tactics were very successful, and he could not gather all his forces, and they were scattered by the attackers.
Han Yue was anxious, but he had no idea what to do.
At this moment, a clear shout pierced through the sky, "Who from the Han Family is in front?"
Han Yue was shocked, and then overjoyed. The sword in his hand shone brightly, and he forced the enemy in front of him away. He shouted, "Brother Luo, come and help."
A clear shout drowned out all the sounds of fighting, and a figure rushed towards Han Yue at an alarming speed. In the dark, it was difficult to distinguish a figure, and this person was extremely fast, giving off a ghostly feeling. Along the way, there were many people trying to stop him, but this person, whom Han Yue called Brother Luo, was extremely skilled, and no one succeeded. Instead, he injured three people.
"Hehe, I didn't expect to meet Brother Han here." The person smiled calmly, but as he spoke, two people had already died in his hands. The pressure on Han Yue lessened, and his sword became sharp. He stabbed his sword into the enemy's throat.
"Brother Luo, please take care of the Old Mistress for me," Han Yue begged, not even bothering to thank him.
The person understood the urgency of the situation, and nodded without further ado. "Alright." He then ran towards the Old Mistress. The person's arrival immediately eased the tension around the Old Mistress. Every time he attacked, he would either kill or heavily injure the Old Mistress.
Han Yue knew that he only needed to gather his scattered subordinates, and victory would be his.
Ye Chong also heard the shout clearly, but he did not have the time to pay attention to it. He did not know if it was a matter of luck, but among the five people outside his tent, three of them could be ranked in the top ten of the attackers. They had thought that they would be able to take care of the tent quickly, but they did not expect a strong alchemist to be inside.
They immediately made up their minds to kill the alchemist. In a chaotic battle in the dark, a powerful alchemist could unleash a terrifying amount of power. Besides, the colorless, odorless, and strong anesthetic just now made them even more cautious.
Alchemists were usually physically weak, and would slow down the attack speed of the entire team. For an ambush, speed was the most important factor. That was why they did not bring an alchemist with them this time. Because of this, they did not dare to leave the alchemist alone.
How many attacks could an alchemist have?
That night, the five ambushers experienced it firsthand!
A few streaks of blue light shot out from the tent. Their speed was as fast as arrows, and they attacked the five ambushers.
One of the ambushers tried to block with his weapon, but the leader quickly shouted, "Don't block it!" The ambusher was surprised, but he was experienced. He gathered all his strength and moved into a strange position, narrowly dodging the blue light.
Crack! The blue light hit a corpse behind him.
Only then did he see that the blue light was actually a cluster of blue flames. However, what happened next caused the five of them to feel a chill in their hearts. The blue flame was only the size of a thumb, blooming like a blue flower in the dark. It stuck to the corpse and burned away bit by bit.
Skin, flesh, and even bones. They saw a corpse disappear right in front of their eyes. The entire process was extremely short. They couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Everyone's face was deathly pale under their masks.
Looks like I'm not fated to be a ranged attacker after all! Ye Chong sighed to himself. If it was the Sangs, with their unique method of throwing rocks, the five of them would not have been able to dodge it so easily. This blue flame was modified by Ye Chong. He added a few accelerants to make it more powerful. This way of using the bluefire liquid was his own creation. It required strong finger strength, and no other alchemist could match him in combat.
However, Ye Chong's performance was not over yet.
The appearance of the famous Smoke School's Crimson Sand Dehydrate had drained the last bit of blood from the pale faces of the five.
None of them dared to take even one step closer to the tent. But if they were asked to leave the alchemist alone, they would be even more afraid.
Unlike other alchemists, Ye Chong's control of his strength was very precise. Besides, he had a deep understanding of combat, so his attacks were much more varied than other alchemists'.
He was now trying to apply some of his combat techniques to alchemy reagents.
Blue, pink, brown, white …
Ye Chong's tent was like an exhibition of smoke of various colors. The smoke around the tent grew thicker and thicker, and soon the entire tent was shrouded. The smoke seemed to be solid, and could not be blown away by the wind.
The five ambushers did not have the courage to enter the smoke. Who knew if the smoke was poisonous? The few poisonous alchemy products they had encountered earlier had left a deep impression on them. However, they did not dare to leave. Helpless, they could only watch the thick smoke from afar.
However, they did not see that the center of the smoke was undergoing a drastic change.
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