Redi and the other mercenary had already turned around and started running. They shouted as they ran towards the camp.
The Nightsong Tiger immediately chased after them.
His figure was like a shadow that blended into the darkness of the forest. He was not fast, but he was quiet and practiced. It was as if he was a creature that lived in the darkness.
When Brando turned around, the sound of chains dragging on the ground could be heard from the forest behind him.
"The Disciples of the Black Flames have discovered the commotion here."
"I need to use another method."
He furrowed his brows.
Amandina and the Roman had already taken out their light crossbows from their backpacks. Amandina stared at the forest nervously. Not to mention the other mercenaries, every one of them gently pulled out their weapons and prepared for battle.
"My lord?" Amandina asked hesitantly.
Brando shook his head. He had already made up his mind. The development of the situation had exceeded his expectations, and he had to salvage the situation as soon as possible. He put his hand into his pocket, and when he took it out again, he was holding a crystal that was used for illumination.
The crystal lit up in an instant.
A soft light bloomed from the youth's hand.
"My lord?" Amandina's eyes widened.
"Brando!" The Roman was also stunned.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the light that appeared in the darkness. It was like a fluorescent light in the endless darkness. The light expanded rapidly, but it was quickly thrown away.
The fluorescent light drew an arc in the darkness.
The arc passed through a forest and landed in a dense thicket. Even though there were layers of cover, the light from the thicket still illuminated a small area nearby.
There were three humans in black robes with hoods covering their faces. They did not expect to be exposed and were stunned. Amandina could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. Beside each of the three stood a terrifying creature that was about half the height of a human. It had a pair of goat hooves, horns, and fangs, and was about the same height as a human.
The ankles of these creatures were connected to the wrists of the Disciples of the Black Flame by a black chain. Their bodies were covered with strange black patterns. Those were the restraining power of contracts and spells. There was no doubt that these were the underworld visitors of Jorgendy Ridge, the lowest level of the Pact Demons.
"That high level Pact Demon is in the opposite direction!" The Mercenaries of Lopes behind immediately shouted.
As the collective of the most legendary mercenaries, of course, they would have had dealings with the most evil forces in the world. They were already familiar with the habits of these fellows.
However, Brando was more familiar with it than they were.
As soon as he saw the three of them, he raised his hand in another direction. The silver ring on his index finger glowed, and Brando immediately chanted the spell, "Oss!"
The airflow was like a line that exploded forward in a visible range. With a loud bang, the surrounding pine trees were instantly snapped and toppled to the outside, and those that blocked the front were all turned into powder.
After the hurricane passed, the forest no longer existed, forming an open corridor in front of Brando.
The mercenaries' eyes were filled with reverence.
The noble lady screamed and covered her ears as she squatted down. At that moment, there was only one voice in her mind. He is a wizard! He is a wizard! This young Knight is actually a wizard!
The Roman lady tilted her head, and as expected, she saw Brando's figure flash, and his whole body blurred for a moment before disappearing from the spot.
Only the Mercenaries of Lopes were able to clearly see that Brendel's speed was at least ten times faster than his usual speed. It was as if he left a continuous trail of shadows behind him, and then disappeared from sight.
"That's the Sun Knight's Charge skill!" A mercenary behind immediately said.
However, they were not the same as those undisciplined third-rate mercenaries. As soon as the mercenaries finished speaking, one of them unsheathed his sword and walked out from the group. He pointed his sword in the direction where the illuminating crystal fell and ordered: "I, vice-captain Rocco, will take over the command. I order you to immediately attack those Disciples of the Black Flame."
"Yes sir."
Eleven figures immediately rushed towards the three Disciples of the Black Flame who were still in a daze.
On the other side, the Charge skill allowed Brando to catch the Lord of Thorns in an instant. This crimson red demon was standing together with its master, a man wearing a red robe.
The Lord of Thorny Chains looked a bit like a large crimson Pact Demon, but it had a pair of huge fleshy wings and two pairs of long horns. Its appearance was more similar to the classic images of demons in medieval legends.
Other than that, there were also a bunch of barbed chains around its body.
However, this demon seemed to be heavily injured. Not only was it missing an arm, but it was also missing a wing. Brando did not find this strange. Although the Ring of the Wind Empress was only a 10 OZ equipment, its power was definitely enough to kill non-defensive creatures below level 30. Otherwise, it would not be called a small divine weapon. In the game, the only thing that was criticized about it was that its cooldown was too long.
As for demon-type creatures, other than the Blade Demon, which was a mid-tier troop, there were no other defense-type creatures.
Brando looked at the man again and narrowed his eyes. "A high ranking member of the Disciples of the Black Flame."
His figure turned in midair, and a long sword appeared in his hand. Unlike the battle with Buga, he did not dare to hold back. Although the Disciple of the Black Flames was only Level 21, the Lord of the Spiked Chains was a Level 29 demon.
"White Raven Sword!"
Brendel swung his sword from top to bottom and activated Power Burst. A wind blade blossomed from his sword. The Disciple of the Black Flames was still checking on the injuries of his' contracted demon '. He did not expect the enemy to arrive so quickly. The moment he raised his head, the translucent ripple of the sword had already pierced through his chest.
Brando was no longer the weak young man he was a month ago. A level 21 character was like a Boss to him a month ago, but this disciple could not take a full blow from him.
The disciple screamed and flew out with a trail of blood.
According to the rules of the game, once the person who signed the contract died, the demon would regain its freedom. But the backlash from the contract would cause the bloodthirsty creature to descend into a mindless frenzy. [That's what I'm facing right now.]
When he landed, he lowered his head and saw a chain sweeping across his back.
"Ouch …" Brando felt a burning pain on his back. "My speed is at least 20% faster. Berserk state. Looks like the disciple is dead." That thought flashed through his mind. At the same time, he knew that a layer of skin on his back had been swept away. He could not help but curse.
Even though he was cursing, Brendel still grabbed the chain with a backhand. Ignoring the piercing pain in his hand, he flew towards the Devil's direction.
Even though the Lord of Thorny Chains was a high level demon, it was a 'man-made' low level demon in Jorgendy Ridge. It did not have a complete soul and lacked intelligence. Not to mention, it was already in a frenzy. It did not expect that its action of pulling back the chain would attract a killing god.
Brando borrowed the disciple's strength and pushed his sword forward. The sword had already pierced the disciple's eye. His movements were very smooth, as if he had practiced this action hundreds of times.
In fact, he had practiced this action hundreds of times, but that was in the game.
The Lord of Thorny Chains who had its eye heavily injured raised its head and howled. The low growl echoed through the forest.
The young man frowned and lightly landed on the disciple's shoulder. He immediately turned his sword around and slit the monster's neck.
Blue blood spurted out. The high level demon's howl suddenly stopped and turned into a gurgling sound. It struggled and finally fell to the ground.
Brando let out a sigh of relief. He first retrieved the experience points without checking if there were any drops. The Disciples of the Black Flames were famous for being poor, so he did not want to deal with them. He raised his head and saw that his subordinates had successfully defeated the other Disciples of the Black Flames.
But this did not mean that it was over. He had already noticed that there was a commotion in the forest.
Whether it was the direction of the Grey Wolves Mercenaries' camp or the opposite direction.
"Damn it." He cursed under his breath. At the same time, he ordered his summoned creatures in his mind, "Prepare to retreat. Bring those two guys away."
He then lowered his head and looked at the huge, red monster on the ground.
It was on its last breath, but it was not completely dead. Demons were known for their tenacity in the game. They were known as the three most hated types of monsters along with the undead and plant-type monsters. Thinking about this, Brando suddenly felt that he was unlucky.
He suddenly remembered what he had encountered since he came to this world.
Skeletons, the Golden Demonic Tree, and these demons. It seemed that he had encountered the 'Big Three', not to mention that his main enemy was Madara, which was obviously a group of undead skeletons.
Could it be that Mother Marsha was playing a joke on him?
He could not help but laugh at himself.
But at this time, lines of small, ghostly green text suddenly appeared in Brando's vision.
"Target creature's contract has been canceled."
"Target creature is in an extremely weak state."
"Condition met."
"Sign a contract with me?"
"Yes/No."
Brendel was slightly taken aback when he saw the rows of notifications. He could not help but shudder, and then shook his head resolutely.
Absolutely not!
… …
When Reidy and his companions were tossed to the ground, the white-haired youth raised his head and glared at everyone present with his usual arrogance. But when he saw that it was Brando and the others, his pupils constricted and he struggled to stand up.
But the Nightsong Tiger pressed one hand on his shoulder and the other on his neck. The oppressive force forced him to bend his body, but he still glared at Brando with his silver-grey eyes.
He was like a wolf that had not been tamed.
He struggled and growled: "So it was you, I knew you were up to no good — Ugh, cough, cough!"
But Brando did not have time to talk nonsense with him and punched him in the face. The force behind the punch was so strong that Redi could not help but turn his head back and cough out a mouthful of blood.
Amandina could not help but gasp.
Romaine blinked a few times, thinking that Brendel would lose his temper too. Just like the last time when he was with Freya, but that was in the Golden Tree Canyon.
But she was more concerned about Brando's hand. The youth's hand was covered in blood from the battle with the Lord of Spiked Chains. Romaine felt a little pain in her heart, but she wanted to go over and help bandage it, but the youth did not let her touch him.
The spikes of the Lord of Spiked Chains were poisonous. Brendel understood that his constitution was high, and he had no problem resisting the poison. But little Romaine was different, and he did not want to accidentally label this merchant lady as' sickly '.
The Lord of Spiked Chains' poison was harmful to vitality.
On the other side, the white-haired youth immediately turned his head back with blood at the corner of his mouth. He stared at Brendel with a vicious glare. Brendel also looked at him. The battle just now had attracted the attention of both sides, and now the forest not far away was in a mess. If he did not react quickly, they would probably be stuck there and unable to get out.
But even now, they were not necessarily safe.
That was why Brando was so angry.
"Your enemy is not us. If you don't want to die, don't move." He looked at the youth and said coldly.
Redi clenched his teeth. He understood that Brando's group was not in the same group as those in the forest. But he was furious. He thought that this bastard was using his power to take revenge. He only explained after punching him. He was obviously teaching him a lesson.
But even so, he still thought that Brando was just trying to scare them. Others might not know, but he knew that the 'Grey Wolves' mercenary group was far more than a simple mercenary group. Perhaps others were worried about the possibility of fighting with the 'Paper Cards' mercenary group, but he was not worried at all.
He just did not think that those bastards would dare to strike first.
Redi spat in his heart, thinking that this country bumpkin was making a fuss over nothing. He raised his head and gave Brendel a disdainful look.
Brando looked at the other person and was stunned. It was a girl.
Her eyes were closed, and her long black hair framed her pale face under the moonlight. But Brendel was surprised that she did not show any signs of panic even in such a situation.
[Who is she?]
The thought flashed through his mind. But at this moment, the Nightsong Tiger asked: "It's the Disciples of the Black Flames. My lord, what do we do next?"
"Disciples of the Black Flames?" Redi's heart skipped a beat.
Brendel glanced at the mountains in the north and lowered his eyes. "Let's go east."
The white-haired youth could not help but laugh. He was born in a noble military family, so he was quite knowledgeable. He thought that since the 'Paper Cards' mercenary group was so close to this location, it meant that the sentries on the mountain in the north had been removed. If that was the case, the south would be much safer.
Redi was obviously a layman, yet he pretended to be an expert. He laughed in his heart as he thought that it must be hard on his subordinates. Redi obviously thought that Brando was a spoiled brat, but when the Nightsong Tiger attacked, he did not even have time to react before he was captured. It left a deep impression on him.
But even though he was laughing, Redi was still worried about the Disciples of the Black Flames. He secretly glanced at the mercenary beside Brando and thought that he would not lie.
It was not realistic for him to get information from his fellow mercenaries, so he had to find a chance to get something out of this spoiled brat. He thought of this and looked at Brando again.
But unlike Redi, the Nightsong Tiger was interested in Brando's words: "My lord, have you dealt with the Disciples of the Black Flames before?"
"Something like that." Brando casually replied: "I've dealt with the high-ranking priests of the Disciples of the Black Flames in the Northern Mountains." He added in his heart: "In the game —"
"Oh?" The Nightsong Tiger's eyes lit up: "High-ranking priests?"
"Ha … … Cough cough … … Haha, why don't you say that you've met the Twelve Patriarchs of the Tree Herders?" Redi couldn't help but laugh: "The priests of the Disciples of the Black Flames are at least at the Silver rank. If I'm not mistaken, even Erouine's Imperial Guards would not dare to easily defeat their high-ranking priests. May I ask which army did you meet them in?"
After he finished, he looked at Brando with contempt: "Even if you want to brag, you should come up with a draft. Also, if you want to go to the south, let me go. I don't want to die with you. "
This guy was really stubborn.
After listening to Redi's ridicule, Brando couldn't help but laugh: [Not only did I meet one of the Twelve Patriarchs, I even killed one of them. You won't believe me even if I tell you. What's so special about the Twelve Patriarchs? When he was at his peak, he was at the level of an Oracle Knight. In other words, in the Tree Herders and the Unifying Guild, there were only one or two people who could match him.
No matter what game it was, the players would only get stronger.
However, Brando wasn't in the mood to explain this to Redi. He smiled at him and asked with a dangerous tone: "It seems like you still don't know where you stand?"
Redi choked and realized that he had no right to speak. It didn't matter if the person in front of him was just a fox pretending to be a tiger. He snorted coldly and didn't reply.
However, Brando didn't mind him being a mute. He turned around and asked: "Who are you?" This time, he looked at the girl.
Redi glanced over and turned his head to the side.
"My name is Yura, Mr. Knight," the girl said.
"You know I'm not a merchant?" Brando was stunned.
"I know more. I know that our mercenary group is in danger right now. Sir, you can help us, right?" The girl nodded in acknowledgment and continued to ask.
"Yura?" This time, it was the white-haired youth's turn to be shocked. "They're just …"
"Who's that?" Yura asked.
Brando was really curious this time. He couldn't help but look at the man again. "How did you know?"
(PS. Although it's only one chapter, it's a lot. 5300 words.
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