"...Are you all ready?"
Some time later, in the free world, in a block in the southwest corner of Zaraha City, figures belonging to Legend of Flame and others were lying on the cold ground in a dark alley with some NPCs from the resistance.
He kept his eyes on the movement ahead and said, "It should be our turn soon."
"Aren't we waiting for that person?"
The fat man, half-crouching next to him, also staring ahead, asked in a low voice: "With such a fast speed...is there something wrong?"
"Although I don't know why, it's probably like this." Legend of Flames shook his head and replied: "The previous mission to investigate the prisoners turned out as Tristan expected, but it is said that they also obtained other information.
news, so the situation has become more urgent..."
"So we have to implement the plan in advance?" Fatty muttered in a low voice with a slight dissatisfaction: "It's okay to rush to death in such a hurry. If it doesn't succeed in the end..."
"If they don't succeed... won't you find a way to make them succeed?"
With a low smile, he intervened in the conversation between the two people. Yangtze River No. 7, who was also lying on the side, turned his head and looked towards the same front: "Otherwise, why would we be here to ambush?"
"There are only three of us, three of us!" The fat man gestured with his fat fingers vigorously: "Even if we add the few... these guys around us who don't know how much combat power we have, there will be nothing for us on this trip.
There are too many ways..."
"It's just that the plan is advanced, it's no big deal." A confident smile gradually appeared on Yangtze River No. 7's face: "What's more, we still have a big killer in our hands. If there is really no way out in the end
…”
"It's better not to reveal that we know about the underground pipe network until the last moment." He stretched out his hand to cover what the other party wanted to say next. Legend of Flames replied in a low voice: "If it really happens in a while,
An unavoidable battle..."
"Let's put our own lives first."
Silence once again covered the area where they were as several people stopped discussing. At the same time, the footsteps of countless imperial guards passing by spread into the surrounding air outside the alley. The tense atmosphere also followed these footsteps.
It gradually escalated after passing by it again and again, slowly accumulating in an empty field in the distance opposite the alley that gradually became noisy. The ruins of several destroyed houses were now surrounded by a tight barbed wire fence.
In the middle of the open space, there are a large number of figures who are tied in place. The figures kneeling in various postures are also raising their heads high above the trees of swords, guns, swords and halberds.
In the meantime, he shouted something loudly, no less loud than a battle cry on the battlefield.
"You butchers! You will eventually receive the punishment for your crimes!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Otherwise I will kill you now!"
"Then come, we Ferrons have never been afraid of you, and we never will be in the future!"
"It seems that I really don't want to live anymore... Kneel there and don't move. I will kill you now -"
boom!
A loud explosion suddenly appeared in front of the open space, coming from another corner on the edge of the city. The shouts of the imperial guards followed, along with the billowing smoke, billowing into the clear sky. It was like a detonation.
The wave of people who filled the powder keg then spread rapidly along the street, carrying various warning sounds and spreading to the empty area full of ruins. Luo, who has been standing in place like an iron tower, is responsible for guarding this empty area.
Deman then put down his increasingly serious expression, then raised his sword and pointed behind him: "You guys, go over and provide support."
"But captain..."
"I know what you want to say, and I am also very tired of that idiot captain, but after all, he represents the glory of the empire, and the glory of the empire... cannot be tarnished."
After saying these words in a low voice, the team leader who also belonged to the empire lowered his eyebrows: "This place is very close to the concentration camp. No one dares to act rashly. You can just go with peace of mind. I want to take a look."
…”
"Who on earth dares to come and rescue these criminals waiting to die behind me at this time!"
He waved his hand, and then stuck his sword on the ground as several guards behind him obeyed the order. The noise from the other side of the block was then blocked by the guards in the square near the square.
Outside the range, the soldiers who had just come to ask for help ran back together. The swords and swords under the thick smoke slowly retreated as the guards advanced, and finally together with the soldiers who attacked that block
The crowd pushed to the north of the city. Rodman, who was stepping on some ruined city bricks, still stood there with a serious face. After a while, he looked back in that direction and said, "Okay.
.”
"Next..."
A dull whistling sound then sounded behind his head, and the light and shadow of a big sword that could cut the air appeared diagonally above the ruins. He had just turned around with a sneer on his lips, and the sword blade in his hand
But he picked it up from behind the armor-covered body early: "It's your turn."
"drink!"
The loud metal collision sound was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. The reverberation had been spread by the sunlight and a layer of golden surface was spread on the surface of the open space. The snow that had become messy due to excessive movement was then completely blown away by the air flow stirred up by this strong collision.
In the air, they splashed around with a huge war cry. The captain of the Empire's fourth team, who blocked the full blow of Legend of Flame with a counter-stab, then touched the corner of his eyes slightly casually, and then lowered his left hand holding the shield.
On the hilt of his sword, two swift figures passed by the figure he turned around and picked out, and rushed towards the direction of the open space: "Leave me alone! Come on!"
"...Stop them!"
"Do it!"
"Where's your flash bomb %@? Why haven't you..."
Bang——
A slight explosion then sounded in the center of the chaotic field. It was a strong tremor produced when some kind of magic device was activated. Then a dazzling white light flashed in front of the eyes of several guards who had just wanted to kill people because of the attack.
After that, they stopped their attempt to execute the criminals on the spot. Several excited shouts appeared around the ruins that instantly turned into chaos, and rebel figures suddenly emerged from all directions and surrounded the center.
Some of the imperial soldiers who had not recovered from their blindness were then put down on the spot by those people, accompanied by the laughter belonging to the flying hero: "Look, look! I
Let’s just say that this trick is very effective! When I spent money, you guys came to stop me one by one..."
"It's about time we can take care of it." Yangtze River No. 7, which then rushed forward, slashed the sword blade in his hand towards one of the imperial soldiers in front of him, and then curled his lips when only a white mark was left behind:
"Hey, it doesn't break the defense...the level difference is too big! Be careful!"
"It looks like it is indeed an over-level mission."
While murmuring these words in a low voice, Lieyan Legend, who was still falling behind, hid his eyes behind the shield: "If you can't defeat us, fight quickly! Rescue everyone first!"
"It's easy to say. There are about twenty or thirty people in this group. We include the support of the resistance army, and the total is only a dozen. It would take two moves to move them alive..."
"...It seems you are not ready yet."
The concise and heavy chop appeared in front of the Legend of Flame again, and his voice and his figure were suppressed back to the outside of the empty square. The imperial captain named Rodman then stepped on the shield warrior.
In front, the line of sight between him and the two teammates who had crossed the opponent's defense line and rushed forward was completely cut off: "Or... is this your plan?"
"Creating chaos, attacking in the east and attacking in the west... Yes, this was originally our plan." Legend of Lieyan put up his shield again: "And I... am responsible for containing you."
"...You seem to know how powerful I am." Rodman, who stood like a mountain, stared at the other person for a while: "Have we met before?"
"...No." After a slight hesitation, Legend of Flames shook his head: "But..."
"The master chief of the Empire's original 'Iwakuma Army' didn't even need to ask to find out."
He took the initiative to step forward, and the sword he met was placed in mid-air above his head. He gritted his teeth and forcefully moved, and then, together with the sword edge that suddenly appeared above his head, he sank in the opposite direction. He also held a sword and shield.
The imperial captain's sideways smile then appeared in the gap between the pair of long swords. His right hand, as steady as a mountain, pressed down two points again. The legend of the flames, whose knees were about to touch the ground, then hurriedly withdrew from what was supposed to be
The shield was swung horizontally and rolled out of the opponent's attack range: "This kind of power..."
"I'm not the idiot you tried to attack several times in the past few days."
Amidst the still undisturbed footsteps, Rodman's eyes fell back to the player along with the retracted sword: "As an empire captain, our strength must be sufficiently representative."
“It really leaves a lasting impression.”
Once again using all his strength to block the two sword slashes thrown in front of him, Legend of Flame gasped and said, "It is an honor for me to be able to go one-on-one with such an opponent."
"Don't try to stall for time with your words, little one."
A faint aura began to gather around the imperial captain, accompanied by Rodman's increasingly sharp eyes: "If this is all your tricks..."
"I don't have much extra time to play with you."
clang!
The loud collision sound once again appeared in the middle of the two figures meeting each other again. It was the muffled sound made when Rodman's long sword struck the Legend of Flame shield again. He blocked this with a standard defensive posture.
He was attacked by a sword, but the next moment he was penetrated by a sword-shaped golden light. The shield in his hand was also raised high. As if he expected that the opponent was still alive, the Imperial Captain's body quickly turned in the air.
After half a circle, the light shield on his left hand made a fierce roar in the air, and then after the long sword that had barely pulled back the legend of the flames was thrown away, he raised his armor-covered right hand high: "
Your will is very strong, adventurer, but it's a pity..."
"Moving too slowly."
In the sight of blood splattering, he struck the center of Lieyan Legend's skull with the hilt of his sword, then looked at the opponent's leaning figure lying on his back, shook his head and stabbed the opponent's chest with his sword: "A real battle does not require
What fancy attacks and seemingly wonderful plans, only one sword is enough."
"Goodbye, little one."
Pfft.
With the dull sound of the sword entering flesh, the sword pierced the right arm that Lieyan Legend had raised subconsciously, and then, blocked by flesh and bones, it passed by his neck with all his strength.
The man who had spared no effort to deflect the sword blade then roared like a wounded beast and raised the shield in his other hand. He tried to slap the opponent away, but there was a loud metal collision sound.
, and stopped directly on the surface of the other iron hand that the other party then stretched out: "Unexpectedly..."
"You've actually started fighting."
A black shadow then flashed past where the two people were, kicking Rodman's iron tower body and the words he just wanted to say to the side. The figure belonging to Duan Qing was then stained with blood by the Legend of Flames.
Hong's vision appeared, and at the same time, there was a whispered greeting ringing in his ears: "Didn't you agree that you won't work today?"
"How did you... forget it."
After struggling to crawl on the ground for a while, Legend of Flame, dragging a broken arm, turned his head and glanced at the direction where the imperial captain had just flown out: "...Why are you here?"
"Why don't you just log off and stay for a while?" His eyes circled around Rodman, who was gradually getting up not far away. Duan Qing, who was holding a dagger, focused his eyes on the center of the square further away.
The scene of the struggle: "Why did it turn into such a tragic situation?"
"It's not like I've never died, so this pain is nothing." Legend of Flames grinned and replied: "But... this time the plan was rushed in advance, so there is really no success rate..."
"……I see."
Looking at the prisoners of the resistance forces who were more than half dead or injured but still fighting hard at this time, Duan Qing lowered his head: "Did they advance the execution time?"
"That's right." Legend of Lieyan grinned after giving up his struggle: "The strength of those imperial soldiers... is as strong as you and I expected before, and the Rodman in front of us...
…”
"..."
"I'm sorry that things turned out like this."
Looking at the silent Duan Qing and the unharmed Rodman facing each other again, Legend of Flames' voice became much deeper: "If I can't stay in Zaraha anymore... I'll turn back."
The employment fee will be compensated to you."
"What are you talking about?"
What answered him was Duan Qing's low self-mockery, and the figure that suddenly disappeared: "The current situation..."
"But it's just what I want."
This chapter has been completed!