In this season, the weather in the Northern Frontier was changeable. During the day, the sun was scorching hot, but at night, it was drizzling.
Lightning flashed in the sky, and thunder rolled between the clouds. It seemed that the real storm was yet to come.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the wilderness and Lucien, who was running for his life.
This peak warrior was in a sorry state. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and there was a dagger in his chest. Fresh blood stained his body, but he did not know how much of it was his own, and how much belonged to someone else.
Although he had escaped Swan City, Lucien knew that he was not out of danger yet.
He could vaguely feel that someone was staring at him.
However, when he looked around, he couldn't find the source of this gaze.
The rain was getting heavier, and Lucien could feel his strength draining away along with the wound on his chest.
He was like a wounded beast, running for his life under the watchful eyes of a hunter.
Hunters were very patient. They hid in the dark, waiting for the beast to weaken before striking the fatal blow.
I can't just sit here and wait for my death!
Lucien made up his mind. He dismounted from his horse and stabbed the horse's butt with his sword.
Under the pain, the warhorse galloped even faster.
Lucien hid in the bushes beside the road, holding his breath and waiting for the pursuers behind him.
He was ready to fight back!
Time passed little by little, but the expected pursuers still did not appear.
Silver snakes danced in the sky, and a downpour followed.
Even with Lucien's temperament as a peak warrior, he could not help but doubt his judgment.
Could it be that there were no pursuers?
Colin and Count Schultz let him go just like that?
If that was the case … Lucien's eyes flashed with anger. He would not rest until he had his revenge!
Just as Lucien was about to give up on the ambush and turn to leave, a ray of light seemed to appear in the darkness.
"Who's there?"
Lucien stopped and asked in a low voice.
Darkness shrouded the land. Apart from the wind and rain, there was only silence.
But not long after, the mud on the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and even the pebbles in the mud jumped up. A thunderous sound rang out in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it became deafening, as if thousands of soldiers and horses had come out of the storm.
This kind of aura seemed to have overshadowed the divine might of lightning.
Lucien narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of cavalrymen who suddenly appeared not far away like a demon god.
The two hundred or so cavalrymen created a long tunnel in the dense rainwater.
With the momentum of tearing the rain apart, the cavalry rushed toward Lucien.
Lucien stood still, facing the cavalry squad that was charging at him as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. His face was still calm.
Instead, he gripped the broadsword in his hand with both hands and waited for the incoming attack.
Clang!
However, when the cavalry was five hundred steps away from Lucien, they suddenly dispersed.
Just as Lucien was puzzled, hundreds of arrows twisted in the rain like poisonous snakes, broke through the rain, and flew directly toward him!
Facing the threat of the arrow rain, Lucien's eyes focused. The broadsword in his hand flashed, and the shadow of the sword opened up in front of him like a shield.
After a series of clanging sounds, this round of arrow rain was all blocked.
Before Lucien could catch his breath, three armored cavalrymen rushed toward him like tanks.
Puchi!
With a slash of the sword, the fierce sword light suddenly exploded.
Broken limbs, blood, and internal organs flew everywhere in the rain.
This slash seemed to have changed the color of heaven and earth.
Lucien was like a demon god who had come to destroy the world, destroying everything.
However, his arrogant attitude did not last long, and he felt pain in his ankle.
Looking down, Lucien realized that one of the three cavalrymen was still alive.
But this person's body had been cut in two, and he was still able to swing the sword in his hand and stab Lucien's ankle!
Bam!
Lucien kicked out and the man's head exploded.
Buzz buzz buzz!
At this moment, another rain of arrows swept toward him.
Lucien swung his sword again to block.
After the rain of arrows, another three armored cavalrymen charged at him.
Lucien realized that the enemy wanted to use this method to exhaust his strength.
However, he did not have a good way to break it, because he had found that although the number of cavalrymen besieging him was not large, they were all professionals!
Lucien guessed that these people should be the Angele family's men of sacrifice, but he did not expect that such a family that had just risen for less than two years would have so many professionals!
Moreover, he also found that these cavalrymen were really fearless of death. Some of them were seriously injured, and even cut in two, but they still wanted to finish off Lucien.
This kind of desperation made even Lucien feel a chill down his spine.
After several rounds of arrows and the desperate charge of the cavalrymen, Lucien's strength was falling short of his desire, and several wounds had appeared on his body.
A grade-six warrior was not a god. First, he was ambushed by Colin, his chest was heavily injured, and then he fought his way out of Swan City. Now, under the repeated attacks of this group of fearless cavalrymen, he was at the end of his rope.
"Viscount Angley!" Lucien finally could not help but shout, "There is no unresolvable hatred between us, why do you have to threaten me with death!"
Unfortunately, the only response he received was another round of arrows.
Then, a huge armored man holding a huge shield and a spear charged at Lucien like a violent bear.
His heavy footsteps caused the earth to tremble.
Lucien's eyes narrowed. Although there was only one person charging this time, and he did not have a horse, Lucien was facing a great enemy, and his expression became more serious than ever.
Boom!
The two collided head-on, and for a moment, the wind blew and the sound was ear-piercing.
The rain that filled the sky suddenly exploded, and circles of water ripples suddenly bloomed like flowers in full bloom.
A grade-five troll warrior!
The moment they clashed, Lucien discovered the identity of his opponent.
Before he could figure out how Colin had sent a high-level troll warrior to kill him, there was a sudden commotion in the bushes.
Lucien sensed danger and roared, the Combat Energy all over his body surging like flames.
The air made a crisp sound like glass being broken, and the rain that filled the sky turned into countless fine lines, exploding in all directions.
At this moment, a short armored man hiding in the bushes burst out, and the rain that filled the sky was like fine needles, instantly piercing his armor into a sieve. However, the armored man did not seem to feel anything, and continued to swing the huge hammer in his hand, smashing it at Lucien.
Boom!
Under the hammer, the ground splashed like water. Lucien spat out blood, and his sword-wielding hands could not help but tremble.
A grade-five dwarf warrior!
Lucien was convinced that this was not a power that the Angele family could have. Only the House of Saint Hilde, the master of the Northern Frontier, could have such strength.
So, Lucien shouted again, "I surrender! Honorable master of the Northern Frontier, as long as you are willing to give me a way out, I am willing to swear allegiance to you! "
Swish! Swish!
A dense rain of arrows interrupted Lucien's pleas for mercy.
What chilled him even more was that the rain of arrows also covered the two armored men, one big and one small, as if these enemies did not care about the lives of their companions at all.
And the two armored men did not seem to care about their own lives either. They ignored the rain of arrows and rushed at Lucien again.
"Are you crazy!!!"
Lucien's face turned green.
In his life, he had experienced countless battles, big and small, and faced countless cruel and cunning enemies, but he had never seen such a strange way of fighting!
The enemies in front of him seemed to be emotionless, painless, and unconscious killing machines. They were not afraid of death at all, and they only wanted to achieve one goal at all costs.
Kill Lucien!
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