Tree Shade Entertainment City.
Square.
It was depressing.
Mose leaped forward a few steps, his long sword slashed across, trying to cut the special rope that bound Becky …
Clang!
Sparks flew.
The special rope was intact.
Mose: "… …"
He injected his source power into the long sword, and a faint brilliance emerged from the blade.
Brush!
The silver sword light slashed down.
Mose's hand went numb.
He looked again.
Oh.
It worked. A white mark was left on the special rope.
Clearly visible … What the hell!
A dozen hunters followed him. Some bowed their heads and counted the cracks on the ground. Some looked up at the sky … the sun. The haze was too heavy to see the stars.
Mose felt that he had lost face.
The aura of the Twelfth Awakening Stage completely erupted. His source power ran, and a "Crescent Moon Slash" slashed down from above.
Boom!
Becky, who was tied up like a ball, rolled out a few laps.
He hit his face.
The specially-made rope had already been sliced into … a centimeter-thick gash.
"Huh ~ Ha ~"
Mose gasped. He hadn't done it himself for many years.
Looking at the dumpling … Oh no, it was Becky. He pointed at two of his men and pretended as if nothing had happened. "You guys protect Captain Becky. Everyone else, follow me."
Mose couldn't care about the rest of the Duke's Mansion guards who were tied up.
His manpower was limited. Those hunters who were locked on by the aura, suppressed, and almost unable to move, he didn't plan to kill them.
Business was more important.
He had to get things done before the inspection team arrived.
At this time.
Mark and the others were still resisting the terrifying pressure from the Transcendent.
The aura was like a mountain, pressing on everyone.
Especially Mark, who was the strongest, was under the greatest pressure.
It was almost equivalent to confronting the Transcendent.
On the contrary, the others who were only affected by the Transcendent's aura were less affected. Most people with the strength of the Sixth Awakening could stand steadily.
Many people mourned for the entertainment city in their hearts.
If they provoked the Transcendent, the most prosperous place in the outer city would soon disappear.
Mose strode forward and walked past Mark's side.
Suddenly.
Huh ~
There seemed to be some inexplicable changes that Mose could not understand.
However, he found that the other hunters around him were suffering from the extraordinary pressure. Their faces were pale, and it was difficult for them to straighten their backs. At this moment, they were like fish jumping out of the water. A cold gaze gathered on Moussant and a dozen others.
The faces of Ma Ke and the others, who were previously frozen and had difficulty moving, had regained their color. Hundreds of people spread out in an instant and surrounded Mose and the others.
"…"
Cold sweat slid down his face!
Please ask:
What if he was betrayed by his teammates and surrounded by enemies?
Waiting online, super urgent!
…
High in the sky.
The transcendent from Duke Morton's mansion was panicking.
Really..,
If it weren't for the fact that he had nothing better to do, and if it weren't for the fact that Becky was a junior that he had high hopes for, he wouldn't have come along.
It was just a new entertainment venue.
In the capital, there were at least eight hundred of such places, if not a thousand.
It wasn't a secret location, so why would they send elites to guard it?
Even in the Scarlet Colosseum, there was only a small team of a hundred people, ranging from the sixth to the tenth layer.
Only the warehouses where food and equipment were stored, or important places where masters worked and experimented, were heavily guarded.
Facing a mere entertainment city, hundreds of elites from the Duke's mansion's guards were enough to think highly of them.
But they were still defeated.
Even "Mad Fist" Becky, who had the possibility of becoming a transcendent, was defeated on the spot.
The person who defeated Becky, the possibility of breaking through to become a transcendent was not small.
In an instant.
The killing intent of the transcendent from the Duke's mansion emerged.
Since he had already made a move, he had to do it thoroughly. He didn't care about the other ants, but Ma Ke, who had the possibility of breaking through and becoming an existence on the same level as him, couldn't be left alive.
He was about to make a move secretly.
But he was startled!
A powerful enemy was spying on them in the dark.
The Duke's mansion's transcendent was ready to face the enemy. His perception spread out, but he couldn't find the enemy in the dark.
And the shadow of death that shrouded him was getting stronger and stronger.
Apart from the time when the Dark Tide broke out, he had never been so flustered before.
Below.
Becky was tied up. Mose and the rest of the men also came out from behind the scenes.
He was the backing of Mose and the others.
"I'm a noble, I can't run away!"
"Don't hide, come out!"
"I, I'm not afraid of you!"
"Huff ~ huff ~"
The transcendent in the sky was already tense to the limit. The killing intent coming from all directions almost made his brain crash.
In the face of danger, how should he choose?
Instinct made the choice for him.
The next moment, he turned into a stream of light and fled far away.
…
At this time.
Inside the Night Tavern.
Soft and soothing music echoed in the air.
Most of the customers in the tavern had turned into onlookers. The originally lively Night Tavern suddenly became deserted.
At the bar.
The bartender was not Lorraine, but a few of her apprentices.
As a full-time bartender and part-time sniper, bartending … Of course, she could do it when she wanted, and when she didn't want to, she could just slack off.
Otherwise, what was the use of apprentices?
Anyway, as the lady boss, she used her skills to buy shares, and the dividends didn't run away.
Lorraine, who was studying gambling in the room, naturally noticed the movement outside.
But anyway.
It wasn't a big problem.
She was too lazy to make a move. Otherwise, wouldn't all the hard training of Zapor's men be in vain?
She was thinking for their sake.
So Lorraine turned over lazily, flipping the poker cards in her hand.
Until the transcendent aura shrouded her.
Lorraine glanced up, her eyes seemed to see through the ceiling, and saw the person standing in the air.
"You dare to make trouble in my territory?"
Her space ring flashed.
A silver gun was held in her hand.
The gun's body flowed like water, and countless dense carvings flashed and disappeared.
Lorraine raised the divine sniper rifle, and the muzzle was at a seventy-five degree angle.
"Ignore space."
"Absolute hit."
"Charged strike."
She had already locked onto the transcendent in the sky.
As time passed, the power of this shot would become stronger and stronger. Even if the life force of the transcendent was strong, even if the body was stacked with layers of defense …
Under this absolute hit shot, he would definitely fall.
This was Lorraine's inherited profession. Once Voldemort made a move, blood would splatter.
In the end, she didn't make a move and let the transcendent escape.
After all, killing a transcendent couldn't be exchanged for money. If she had planned to make a move, she could've restrained her killing intent and secretly gathered her strength. Only when the bullet was shot would she be detected.
… …
Entertainment city, square.
Mose and a dozen other people didn't resist and were consciously tied up like dumplings.
Since they were surrounded, they just surrendered.
Look.
Becky and the others were not only beaten black and blue, but they also fainted. In contrast, they still retained a little bit of nobility …
They weren't afraid of being miserable, but they were afraid that no one was more miserable than them.
For a moment, Mose actually felt relieved.
Mark assigned dozens of people to guard the captives, and the rest scattered to maintain order.
Perhaps this group of troublemakers didn't dare to attack the nobles. Except for a few who were too weak and fainted by the transcendent aura, most of them didn't panic and actively cooperated with Mark and the others to maintain order.
This big show was very exciting.
It made a group of nobles who seemed to have a headache, extremely satisfied.
The other freedmen and mercenaries, facing the obviously extraordinary background of Tree Shade Entertainment City, no one dared to touch the eyebrows of the entertainment city at this time.
Unless they planned to accompany those lying on the ground.
The damage was quickly counted.
Most of the shops that were smashed were near the entrance area. When the shop owners saw the situation was bad, most of them fled immediately. Not many were injured.
On the contrary, several hired mercenary regiments stood on the front line. There were many hunters who were seriously injured, dying, and even dead.
Mark poured the diluted recovery potion into the mouths of the injured one by one.
The potion wasn't too strong to attract attention, but it could hang the lives of these injured mercenaries and help them slowly recover.
In a state of near-death, the few mercenaries who were weak like candles in the wind immediately stabilized. The gushing wounds were quickly bandaged with the Tree Shade's "Blood Bandage."
Even if it was diluted, the potion's effect was still good. Some mercenaries who were originally seriously injured were now able to stand up.
But the mercenaries who died and completely disappeared couldn't be saved.
Mark said to several mercenary regimental leaders with guilt in his heart.
The mercenary regimental leaders' eyes were sad, but they didn't complain.
They had long been accustomed to the aristocrats plotting against each other. This was also the meaning of their existence as freelance mercenaries.
As early as the moment they became mercenaries, they were already prepared to die.
The mercenaries seemed to have no respect for the aristocrats in their words, but they were also sad. Once captured by the guards of the nobles, it would not be easy for them to die.
It was their duty to be hired by the Tree Shade to guard the entertainment city.
"… We can only blame ourselves for not being good enough. Sir, you took out so many precious potions. We don't know how to thank you."
The mercenary regimental leader was very excited.
Without the potion, many of his dying and seriously injured brothers would have a hard time surviving.
For mercenaries, even a bottle of potion that could only treat external injuries was hard to come by. Only the aristocrats had the financial resources to train pharmacists. The knowledge of pharmacists was firmly held in the hands of the aristocrats. Most of the potions were only circulated among the aristocrats.
They knew how precious the potion that could even save people from dying was.
Even if they sold themselves, they couldn't afford one or two of them.
But now, it was used on them.
A seriously injured mercenary saw the aristocrats' green eyes staring at the potion. He was so scared that he quickly swallowed the potion.
On one hand, he was extremely grateful.
On the other hand, he felt a little guilty.
These mercenary regiments with a good reputation were indeed different from most freelance mercenaries. Even in the face of a strong enemy, they fought to the end, and only a few people escaped.
Good character.
Mark thought for a moment, "Do you have any plans to join the Tree Shade Entertainment City and become part of the guards here, instead of being hired mercenaries?"
… …
Time passed by minute by minute.
Counting the time, a standard hourglass, about half an hour had passed.
The Inspection Corps, the patrol team in this area, began to move in the direction of the Tree Shade Entertainment City.
"There's no movement now. It seems that Sir Mose and the others have done their job."
"Next, it's our Inspection Corps' turn."
The captain was in high spirits.
He could imagine that at this time, the Tree Shade Entertainment City had probably become a ruin.
These people, while maintaining order, could also take advantage of the situation.
After all.
At this time, there were no guards in the entertainment city. Most of the customers had fled. The few who remained in the entertainment city could also be driven away in the name of maintaining order and investigating the scene.
It was only an hourglass' time. It was impossible for Sir Mose and the others to pack up everything in the entertainment city and take it away. There must be some leftovers.
For example, spirit stones, and some valuable things in the shops. They were all their targets.
The hundred-man teams of several nearby Inspection Corps converged.
The commander, who had the strength of the Great Perfection of the Awakening Order, waved his hand, "Surround the entire entertainment city for me. Anyone who dares to resist, beat them to death."
The commander took a few steps and came to the front of the entertainment city.
His gaze swept across.
Suddenly, he froze.
On the left and right sides, many shops were smashed, and even the entire small building collapsed into ruins.
This was as he expected.
But.
What was going on in front?
The buildings in the entertainment city were still standing, with all kinds of source power lamps flickering.
People came and went, bustling.
There were nobles dressed in gorgeous silk and satin, mercenaries dressed in leather armor, free people dressed in coarse linen shirts, and entertainment city guards dressed in black combat uniforms.
Oh.
There were some bloodstains and debris on the ground.
Why did the guy over there, who was dragged away like a dead dog, look a little familiar?
The commander's brain couldn't figure it out.
With the arrival of the Inspection Corps, and that loud shout.
In the square.
Countless pairs of eyes turned to look at him.
It fell on the face of the commander of the Inspection Corps.
He suddenly froze.
In the awkward atmosphere, the commander lowered his head:
"Sorry to disturb you."
… …
The capital city.
Another period of peace and tranquility.
Duke Morton's mansion, who suffered a loss, did not make a move again.
They were all guessing who was standing behind the Tree Shade Entertainment City.
"Are you sure there is a Transcendent guarding the entertainment city?"
"Yes, yes, that person is extremely strong. I fought with him across the air, but I was completely suppressed. I had no choice but to retreat."
The Transcendent who appeared that day lowered his head, paused, and said, "I … I think that person must be a senior Transcendent."
Duke Morton's eyes flashed.
In the capital city, there weren't many forces with senior Transcendent powers.
Which one of them had the ability to make a fantasy game like raising a Leviathan?
Or …
… …
The court.
The one sitting on the throne, after listening to the report, nodded slightly.
"It's just a fantasy game, don't worry about it."
"Actually … it's better."
"Are you ready for the sacrificial ceremony in half a month?"
He played with a piece of tender green branch bud in his hand.
He suddenly stood up, and his breath was like an abyss.
His solid gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space.
It landed on a desolate ruin.
In the middle of the ruins, there was a dead tree.
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