Chapter 41

The sword in the Portland swordsman's hand was not a Jedi's lightsaber hilt; the five-foot-long sword made of thousand-refined steel vanished in an incredibly strange manner.

As a result, the three swordsmen, caught off guard, found themselves unexpectedly off balance. Instead of causing the opponent to lose his footing, they ended up sprawling on the ground due to their inability to stop their momentum in time.

Lin默's gaze fell on his left wrist, where a dark, flat ring fit seamlessly, much like the "Dragon General" bracelet component. This was something left behind by the glutton in his memory.

The three charging swords vanished the moment they came into contact with it, somewhat akin to the ferocious metal-devouring instinct of the gold dragon clan.

This thought barely crossed his mind when he swung the two-handed knight's sword with all his might, unleashing another arc of light. The dragon knight reacted immediately and struck with lethal force.

The five swordsmen, who hadn't yet reacted, were instantly cut in half. Their light armor offered no defense against the razor-sharp ninth-rank light war qi.

The swordsmen, cut in half, felt a chill in their waists and lost all sensation in their lower bodies. Their upper bodies were flung out and fell to the ground, their hands flailing helplessly in their final moments of struggle.

"Save me! Save me! I don't want to die!"

"Help me, quick!"

"Kill me, kill me! Kill me quickly!"

"God! No, it's impossible, how can this happen? I won't die."

Their internal organs spilled out without any obstruction, dark green intestines, stomachs, and various colored organs, accompanied by a thick, pungent smell, causing the faces of all the Portlanders to pale once again.

They looked at the terrifying black-armored knight in the arena, their eyes filled with involuntary fear.

The dragon knight, not letting up, turned his sword and slashed downward, sending three heads rolling. Their faces were still frozen in disbelief and terror.

The three swordsmen who had fallen in front of him didn't even have time to get up before they were beheaded.

The arena, surrounded by the spear and shield soldiers, was cleared in an instant. All twelve swordsmen were killed on the spot.

The list of casualties for the Portlanders grew by another fifth-rank centurion swordsman, who was no slouch.

A chill of death instantly enveloped the entire arena. The Portlanders' hair stood on end, the strength and terror of their opponent far exceeding their imagination.

Three fire snakes suddenly darted into the arena, wrapping around the dragon knight with incredible speed. The moment they surrounded him, the fire snakes began to spin wildly.

"Fourth-rank fire elemental spell, Flame Tornado!"

Fourth-rank mage West finished the last incantation, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately began the next spell. Facing a ninth-rank powerful knight, he had to give it his all.

The moment the fire snakes appeared, Lin默 caught a glimpse of the mage outside the spear and shield formation, rapidly chanting a spell. He had seen the mage cast a large-scale attack spell outside the Snow Pine Town, and hadn't expected him to arrive so quickly to target him specifically.

Facing the rapidly intensifying flame vortex, Lin默 gathered his war qi on the sword blade and slashed three times horizontally, vertically, and diagonally. Being ensnared by the spell was not a good thing.

Almost as soon as the flame prison took shape, Lin默's figure suddenly disappeared. The "Flame Tornado" that was spinning upward suddenly had a large hole torn through it.

In the next second, a black-armored knight crashed into the shield wall formed by the spear and shield soldiers.

Amidst the screams, the spear and shield soldiers couldn't even put up a fight. They were thrown to the ground, their formation completely collapsing, even affecting the archer formation behind them.

The "Dragon General" tactical armor, which could adapt to extreme environments in outer space, reduced the threat of the Portlanders' fourth-rank spell to a minimum for Lin默.

Even though the two-handed knight's sword, enhanced by war qi, successfully cut through the fire snakes and disrupted the high-concentration fire elemental energy structure, the blade had turned red and semi-transparent, like a flame sword. The heat radiation alone was enough to make one unable to look directly at it.

The extreme heat had weakened the sword's structural integrity, making it temporarily unsuitable for colliding with overly hard objects. However, it was more than enough to deal with the spear and shield soldiers.

Unintentionally, the flat ring on Lin默's left wrist, left by the gold dragon, brushed against the half-shields, long spears, and the armor of the spear and shield soldiers.

As he had guessed, the unfortunate Portland soldiers were disarmed as soon as the flat ring touched metal, all of which vanished mysteriously.

The dragon knight could even feel the residual吸引力 from the flat ring.

Without their shields and armor, the Portlanders fell into chaos. The moment the encirclement was broken, it lost all its meaning.

Thirty steps from the Portland mage!

Lin默 clearly knew that to escape safely, he needed to eliminate the mage.

"Damn it, surround him! Attack!"

The Portland centurion's face alternated between green and white as he roared. He had thought that with such an arrangement, the opponent would have no chance of escape, but he hadn't expected the guy's strength to exceed his imagination.

Perhaps only the chiliarch and Mage West had the qualifications to match him, no, and that Terci Empire air knight.

"Sir, please help us!"

At this moment, the Portland centurion, no longer caring about his pride, approached the Terci Empire air knight Royce, lowering his head, no longer the arrogant man he once was.

"Hmph, Portlanders, now you remember me when you've hit a brick wall. What do you take me for?"

Royce looked at the fickle man with disdain. He was a snob. Behind him, the thunderbird Hui also let out an angry cry, its eyes fixed on the Slan knight who had broken through the Portland encirclement and was charging towards the fourth-rank mage West.

That guy had injured its wings with a lance. After treatment, it could barely fly, but it could no longer perform its previous battle maneuvers.

"Please, sir, don't hold a grudge. I will be very grateful. How about five thousand gold coins?"

The Portland centurion, though pained by the loss of his gold, knew that compared to the failure of the mission and the risk to his life, even bankruptcy would be worth it.

"Chirp chirp..."

Royce clearly heard his mount, the thunderbird, grumbling angrily. He sneered and said, "Fifty thousand!"

At this moment, he wouldn't help without a price. This wasn't a free service.

Moreover, that guy was a ninth-rank powerhouse, possibly a legendary dragon knight. The greater the risk, the greater the reward, right? Fifty thousand gold coins was a discounted friendship price at best.

"Fifty thousand?!" The Portland centurion's eyes widened, almost biting his tongue. This was an outrageous demand, too harsh!

But he had no choice. Seeing the other side's blatant expression of taking advantage of the situation, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Fine, fifty thousand. Please give me two days to gather the money. I will definitely come up with it."

Bankruptcy was certain. He might even have to borrow from his colleagues. He could only hope that this attack on Terci Empire territory would yield enough to cover his losses.

Mage West never expected that the powerful knight would choose to break through in his direction. Without hesitation, he stopped the single-target attack spell "Blazing Bolt" and quickly cast a fire shield while the gathered fire elemental energy had not dissipated.

The spherical fire shield formed around him, and the moment it took shape, a fist glowing with light slammed heavily into the pale red defensive barrier.

Buzz!~

The fire shield shook violently, its surface oscillating intensely. Then, in West's disbelieving gaze, it collapsed into a shower of sparks.

It couldn't withstand the opponent's overwhelming strength and was shattered?

That punch was simply terrifying! This was the power of a ninth-rank powerhouse?

"Die!"

The two-handed knight's sword, cooled by the blood and flesh of the Portland spear and shield soldiers and archers, stabbed straight at the Portland mage. Lin默's face inside the "Dragon General" tactical helmet was cold and stern. He had long grown accustomed to the carnage, no matter which world he was in.

"Spare him!"

Just as Mage West was about to accept his fate, a loud shout suddenly rang in his ears.

Clang! A loud, clear sound!

A giant sword shot out, deflecting the dragon knight's blade by a hair's breadth, narrowly missing the trembling mage's body.

"Chiliarch!"

"The chiliarch is here!"

The nearby Portlanders shouted in surprise and joy.

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It's New Year's Day, and I can finally have some free time in the evening.

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