Chapter 72: The Vast Wilderness Bandit Group (Part 1)

At night, after eating some dry rations, Jianchen entered his tent, holding several first-grade magic cores in his hand, and sat cross-legged to cultivate. Now, while wandering in the Tianyuan Continent, danger could arise at any moment. Only strong power could ensure his safety. Therefore, Jianchen would not waste a single moment to enhance his strength. Moreover, Jianchen was well aware that only when his strength grew to a level where he no longer feared the Huayun Sect could he return to the Garsen Kingdom to reunite with his family. Otherwise, as soon as he showed his face, he would likely be hunted down by the Huayun Sect.

The outside was very quiet, with only the occasional light footsteps occasionally heard. These were the footsteps of the mercenaries responsible for patrolling as they passed by Jianchen's tent.

Time quietly passed, and it was already deep into the night. Most of the mercenaries in the tents had fallen into a deep sleep, and even those on patrol were drowsy, their spirits scattered.

At this moment, a black streak suddenly appeared, using the cover of night to fly swiftly from a distance, directly aiming at a patrolling mercenary. It silently hit the mercenary's throat. This black streak was clearly a lethal force. The mercenary, hit in the throat, could not even scream before collapsing.

The black streak was extremely thin and moved very fast, completely silent in flight, making it hard to detect. The campsite was vast, and the patrolling mercenary was alone in a relatively distant area. After he fell, no one noticed the situation.

After this mercenary fell, several more black streaks shot towards the campsite from a distance, killing the patrolling mercenaries who were farther from the tents.

Jianchen's tent was on the outer perimeter. Among the mercenaries killed, one was less than thirty meters from Jianchen's tent. When the closest mercenary to Jianchen's tent fell, Jianchen, who was sitting cross-legged in his tent cultivating, twitched his ears. His half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide. His eyes darted around, and he immediately crouched down, cautiously pulling open a small gap in the tent door to observe the outside.

Just as Jianchen opened a small gap in the tent door to observe the outside, another black streak shot from a distance, directly hitting another patrolling mercenary, who fell without a sound.

Seeing this, Jianchen's face changed slightly. He immediately realized that the caravan he was in was under attack. However, with his past experiences, Jianchen did not panic at all. He immediately shouted loudly in the tent, "Everyone, be careful, we're under attack!"

Jianchen's shout was very loud, and the entire camp heard it clearly. As soon as he finished speaking, the previously quiet camp suddenly became chaotic. Numerous mercenaries quickly ran out of their tents, and in a short moment, hundreds of noisy mercenaries filled the previously quiet camp.

Jianchen's words were extremely sensitive to the mercenaries who had been wandering the Tianyuan Continent and living on the edge of danger. Therefore, upon hearing Jianchen's shout, all the mercenaries ran out of their tents as quickly as possible. The mercenaries who had just run out of their tents habitually scanned their surroundings but saw only their own people and found no trace of the enemy.

"Attack? Where is the enemy...?"

"Who just shouted? Where is the enemy...?"

"Where is the enemy? Who the hell is shouting...?"

Many mercenaries began to shout loudly. If they found out that someone was just shouting to play a prank, they would not let the person who shouted "attack" off easily.

"Bad news, Leader Langtian, the patrolling Dumu Lan is dead."

Just as many mercenaries were cursing, a loud voice drowned out all the curses, echoing from a distance.

Hearing this, all the mercenaries fell silent. However, at this moment, three more black streaks shot from the darkness, directly hitting the chests of three mercenaries.

The mercenaries hit by the black streaks did not even have time to scream before collapsing. Before their bodies hit the ground, three more black streaks shot from the darkness, hitting three more mercenaries.

The black streaks continued to shoot from the distance, using the cover of night and their completely silent flight, making them hard to detect.

The frequency of the black streaks was very high. In less than a breath, over a dozen mercenaries were hit and fell to the ground. At this moment, someone finally shouted in alarm, "Everyone, be careful, there's an enemy..." Before he could finish his sentence, a black streak flashed and shot into his body, and he fell powerless.

"Everyone, scatter and find cover," a middle-aged man with a muscular build and a scar on his face shouted loudly. As he spoke, a pair of fiery red hammers appeared in his hands, and he charged alone in the direction from which the black streaks were coming.

"Leader Langtian, be careful..."

Seeing the middle-aged man charge alone towards the enemy, many mercenaries shouted in alarm, their voices filled with worry.

Just as the middle-aged man had taken a few steps, over a dozen more mercenaries, confident in their strength, rushed out, following closely behind him in a fan formation, sprinting towards the direction from which the black streaks were coming.

The black streaks continued to flash, but this time, their target changed. Black streaks, difficult to detect in the night, shot like arrows towards the dozen mercenaries rushing forward.

Since they dared to charge forward without knowing the enemy's situation, these dozen mercenaries were clearly not weak. The leader, Langtian, held a pair of fiery red hammers that glowed like flames, standing out prominently in the dark night.

Seeing the two black streaks shooting at him, Langtian's eyes showed a hint of a cold smile. He suddenly swung his hammers, smashing the two black streaks.

With a slight collision sound, Langtian's hammers accurately hit the two black streaks, and they silently disappeared. The black streaks, which could easily take a life, were powerless against Langtian.

The dozen mercenaries following Langtian were also very powerful and were not afraid of the black streaks. They unleashed powerful holy energy from their holy weapons and swung them, dispersing the black streaks.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Sharp whistling sounds came from the darkness, and countless arrows shot towards them, dense like locusts.

Faced with so many arrows, several of the dozen mercenaries immediately stopped their charge to block the incoming arrows.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

These arrows were made of fine iron and collided with the holy weapons, producing a metallic clanging sound.

Langtian and a few other mercenaries did not stop their charge. Faced with the dense arrows, they roared, and powerful holy energy surged from their bodies, forming a protective shield around them. Although the shield was thin, its defensive power was very strong. The iron arrows, upon hitting their shields, only made them tremble slightly and could not penetrate the defense.

"Brothers, charge!"

Just as the powerful mercenaries were about to charge into the enemy's ranks, a loud shout came from the darkness, followed by a deafening battle cry. In the darkness, a large number of black figures suddenly appeared, rushing towards the caravan's camp.

"The bandits are here, everyone, prepare your bows."

In the mercenary camp, a mercenary shouted loudly. Upon hearing this, many mercenaries took out their iron longbows, drew them, and aimed at the black figures in the distance, waiting for them to enter the range of their arrows.

Jianchen stood at the edge of a group of mercenaries, looking at the figures in the distance in the dark night. His expression became serious. Although the enemy was still far away and visibility was low due to the darkness, with his keen eyesight and experience, he immediately judged that the enemy numbered at least several hundred, not much fewer than the mercenaries in the caravan. Moreover, the few powerful mercenaries who had charged forward, braving the arrow rain, had been held back by the enemy's experts.

"Fire!"

At this moment, the bandits had entered the range of the arrows. Following an order, over a hundred mercenaries with bows immediately released their arrows, and over a hundred iron arrows, whistling through the air, shot towards the charging bandits.

Although there were some powerful individuals among the bandits, the majority were not particularly strong. In just one round of arrow rain, over a dozen of them fell.

Three black streaks shot silently from behind a group of bandits, directly hitting the chests of three archer mercenaries. The three mercenaries, hit by the black streaks, immediately had small holes in their chests and fell dead.

The black streaks shot very quickly, and each time, three of them shot out. In a short moment, nine mercenaries died from the black streaks.

Seeing the wounds on the chests of the fallen mercenaries, a middle-aged man's face changed abruptly. He immediately shouted, "Everyone, be careful, there are people with dark holy energy in the enemy's ranks."

As he spoke, three more black streaks shot from the night sky, one of which aimed directly at the middle-aged man who had warned everyone.

The middle-aged man was clearly not weak. His face darkened, and a bright silver broadsword appeared in his right hand. With a flash of the blade, he swung his sword, cutting towards the incoming black streak.

"Bang!"

The black streak was entirely made of energy. When it collided with the middle-aged man's broadsword, there was a slight explosion, and the black streak silently disappeared.

The middle-aged man's body swayed slightly, and his face became serious. He said in a deep voice, "Damn it, there are actually three people with dark holy energy in the enemy's ranks, and they are all professional archers. In this area, only the Vast Wilderness Bandit Group has such strength."

"Deputy Leader Liu, what did you say? Are these bandits from the Vast Wilderness Bandit Group?"

"Heaven, they are actually the Vast Wilderness Bandit Group..."

"This is bad, how did we encounter the Vast Wilderness Bandit Group..."