Chapter 87

Facing such a formidable opponent, Wei Potian and the others would be useless even if they were all at levels seven or eight, let alone just level four.

Suddenly, from a nearby street, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard, and soon a squad of expeditionary army patrol soldiers rushed out. The leading officer immediately saw the mysterious man and the black flames burning around him, and was startled, exclaiming, "Dark Race!"

Without waiting for orders from their superior, all the expeditionary army soldiers had already raised their guns and aimed at the mysterious man. The officer, meanwhile, took off his force gun, pouring force energy into it, desperately accelerating the charging process.

The masked man sighed heavily, and a look of regret slowly appeared on his smooth metal mask. His long sword seemed to flicker. Even Qian Ye couldn't clearly see if the ultra-long sword had really moved, but he saw a faint black line, seemingly slow but actually fast, fly out, sweeping past the waists of the expeditionary army soldiers!

All the expeditionary army soldiers' movements froze at that moment. The officer looked down at himself. His arms were separating from his body, and his force gun was cut in half. His upper body was also sliding, separating from his waist!

In an instant, over a dozen expeditionary army soldiers lost their lives! All the cuts were as smooth as a mirror, scorched black like charcoal, with not a drop of flesh or blood splattered.

The masked man's gaze then fell on the group of young people from the Fallen Angel. Suddenly, he laughed in a low voice and said, "Do you want to fish? It seems the fish have already taken the bait, but I am too big a fish, and the bait will be wasted. Goodbye, little ones!"

His long sword flickered again, and another black line slashed down towards the young rookies of the Fallen Angel!

All the rookies felt the threat of death in that instant, but they were suppressed by the mountain-like aura of the masked man from the moment he appeared, unable to even draw their weapons.

At this critical moment, Wei Potian suddenly let out a thunderous roar, "Qian Chong Shan!" His aura soared, actually breaking through the masked man's suppression!

Wei Potian took a big step forward, blocking all his companions, then crossed his arms to protect his head and chest, a soil-yellow force energy glow enveloping his entire body, ready to take the blow head-on!

Qian Chong Shan, one of the few secret family techniques of the empire, allowed Wei Potian to project force energy externally at level four, but it was impossible for him to block the black sword energy of the masked man. It would take a senior expert from the Wei family to do so.

However, by blocking with Qian Chong Shan, the companions behind him would have a chance to survive, possibly allowing one or two to escape. At this moment, two of the Fallen Angel members already seemed to be able to move their limbs. Their first reaction was not to run away but to reach for their sidearms and military daggers.

The man let out a light exclamation, seemingly impressed by Wei Potian, and his mask even formed a smile. He flicked his long sword again, and the sword energy contracted and expanded, like a venomous dragon, slashing down at Wei Potian!

Wei Potian felt the threat of death, his short hair standing on end, and he roared wildly, the force energy glow around him becoming even brighter. The masked man's sword clearly left him a gap, but Wei Potian refused to step aside!

The black sword energy instantly accelerated and struck!

A light crackling sound was heard, and a hand wearing a white-gold glove appeared out of nowhere, grabbing the sword energy in mid-air!

This hand tightened and twisted, actually crushing the black sword energy! In front of Wei Potian and the others, a tall and imposing soldier had appeared.

His face was soft and handsome, dressed in a black military uniform with white patterns, clearly the uniform of the Fallen Angel. On his shoulder badges were olive leaves surrounding a white-gold five-star emblem.

Qian Ye was startled again. This was an imperial major general, and a major general of the Fallen Angel! Yet he was so young, looking like he hadn't even reached his thirties.

This young major general wore white-gold gloves, had long white-gold hair, and even his eyes were white-gold! Such distinctive features made him unforgettable once seen.

Qian Ye remembered clearly; he was the officer in charge of the Fallen Angel recruitment at the Xiangyang recruitment point. Back then, he was still a brigadier general, but now he was already a major general. The speed of his promotion was very rare, even in the imperial military, where strength was paramount. In elite units like the Fallen Angel, command ability was often secondary, and rank was more closely tied to personal combat power.

All imperial generals were at least war general level.

The mysterious masked man sheathed his sword, took no steps, but slid back a large step, and shouted, "White Dragon Armor!"

White Dragon Armor clasped his hands together in front of his chest, rubbing them slowly, making a metallic friction sound. He stared at the masked man and sneered, "A noble spider demon, actually targeting our rookies. The Queen Spider's face will be tarnished by you!"

The masked man grunted and suddenly said, "White Dragon Armor, don't think I don't know what you're up to. You're just using these little guys as bait to lure me out. But do you really think we are as foolish as you?"

White Dragon Armor's expression changed, and he suddenly turned his head to the right. In that direction, a layer of white mist had appeared, and a tall, handsome blond man walked out of the mist. With each step, the ground trembled slightly!

William!

Qian Ye's heart rate suddenly quickened.

He had long known that William was not simple, but it wasn't until this moment, seeing such power, that Qian Ye realized this man from the Summit of the Peaks was a true war general-level powerhouse! Thinking back to the night he spent with William in the wilderness, he truly felt like he had gone through a cycle of life and death.

White Dragon Armor's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, staring intently at the blond man walking forward, and said, word by word, "Summit of the Peaks! You are William?"

William smiled like the sun, his blue-gray eyes sparkling in the night, as if rolling with light. His voice was deep and rich, resonating with the earth, and he said, "That's right. I've heard that the Bai family has produced some outstanding young people in this generation, including you, White Dragon Armor. This time, I came to see for myself! But it would be even better to see your sister's abilities."

The sharpness in White Dragon Armor's eyes faded, replaced by a blank look. His voice lost all emotion, becoming mechanical, and he said, "If my sister were here, you clowns wouldn't even be able to escape, let alone spout such nonsense!"

Seeing White Dragon Armor like this, William's expression turned serious, and he stopped advancing, saying, "Whether you can escape or not, we'll have to fight to find out!"

White Dragon Armor said indifferently, "First, you have to get past me!"

He turned and shouted, "Potian, take them and go to the expeditionary army camp!"

Wei Potian hesitated for a moment, then roared, "Yes, sir!!" and then yelled at the young people behind him, "Let's go! Don't drag the general down!"

The young people ran off.

White Dragon Armor took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared over ten meters away, standing in the middle of the street, blocking William and the spider demon's path. He slowly spread his arms, and a pair of white wings suddenly extended from his back, vivid and flapping.

William took a deep breath, and a golden wolf several meters tall suddenly appeared behind him! He let out a long howl to the sky, like a wolf howling at the moon, and charged at White Dragon Armor with boundless power!

White Dragon Armor's hands came together, and he blocked William's punch with a hard stance. When the punch and palm met, it seemed as if the entire street shook, and several buildings suddenly collapsed with a loud noise, the ruins filled with screams.

White Dragon Armor took several large steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The cobblestone street where he landed cracked, leaving deep pits. William didn't fare much better, flying backward, but after several mid-air rolls, he finally stabilized, though the golden wolf's illusion twisted and disappeared.

At this moment, under the cover of the night, several black sword energies silently flew over, circling around White Dragon Armor's wings, instantly tearing them and causing a stream of blood to spurt! These wings, clearly formed by force energy, seemed as real as solid objects when hit.

White Dragon Armor let out a fierce roar, his hands moving rapidly, and countless white-gold palm shadows filled the space, shattering all the black sword energies around him! The spider demon grunted, a cloud of blood mist spewing from the mask's air holes.

White Dragon Armor, facing two opponents of the same level, stood firm in the middle of the street, not retreating an inch.

The spider demon suddenly sneered, saying, "Do you think those little guys can escape? I've already prepared a grand welcome for them!"

White Dragon Armor's expression finally changed.

William, who had just flown back, was now facing Qian Ye, the distance closing to a few hundred meters. He had already caught his breath and the golden wolf illusion reappeared behind him. Suddenly, William turned his head and looked in the direction where Qian Ye was hiding.

Qian Ye was startled and, before the other's gaze reached him, closed his eyes, firmly pressed against the roof, and remained motionless. At the same time, he very carefully drove a tiny bit of force energy through the Bingfa Decision, gambling that the battle between war generals would not be distracted by a mere level three bystander.

Sure enough, after a quick glance, William paid no more attention to him. Qian Ye slowly retreated, slid down the roof, and disappeared into the night.

At this moment, Wei Potian was running down a long street, suddenly stopping, raising his right hand, and stopping the young rookies who were closely following him, looking warily at the empty road.

The long street was unusually desolate, with half of the buildings on both sides already abandoned. There was no light to be seen, only a few street lamps casting a cold yellow glow on the street, creating an indescribable sense of desolation and coldness.

At some point, a light gray mist began to spread on the long street, and black figures emerged from the mist, surrounding the young rookies in the middle of the street.

A young man walked out from among the black figures, with a pale, handsome face, clearly an upper-class vampire. The young vampire smiled wickedly and pointed at Wei Potian, saying, "I've swallowed today's bait!"

Wei Potian's heart sank. The vampires that appeared were all at least level three, and the upper-class vampire was as high as level six. Such a force was enough to swallow them whole.

The Fallen Angel were indeed elite, but the Dark Race also had their elites. The direct descendants of famous large families had combat power that was no less than theirs.

Despite the heavy feeling in his heart, Wei Potian showed no fear, sneering, "You swallowed? Afraid it will chip your dog's teeth!"

The young vampire's face darkened, staring intently at Wei Potian, and suddenly his expression changed, revealing a creepy smile that made Wei Potian's hair stand on end. He said with a hint of ambiguity, "I suddenly feel that giving you the first embrace would be a good