From the very beginning, when they met on the canyon road, Sarah saw the true form of the Purple Hunter.

Others can't tell because they haven't interacted with him much, but she is very familiar with him.

Before becoming a guerrilla, in the first half of her life, that was her only destination and her glory.

Hunters of the North.

The heroes and pride of Northumbria.

What she learned there has already penetrated into her bones and integrated into her blood.

She knew exactly what kind of people they were and what they were going to do.

It's just that I had some illusions before, and I didn't expect that they would go too far.

To actually use train cannons to bombard Haidu, this has touched Sarah's bottom line, and also touched the bottom line of the Guerrilla Association.

This made her furious.

"There won't be any changes after doing this! The reason why the nobles' army occupied Northampria was originally the intention of the imperial government. Don't you know very well?"

"Of course we know it." A man who looked like a squad leader in the Jaeger patrol responded, "But you wouldn't understand if you abandoned your hometown.

After that change, we lost the hometown we wanted to protect even if we got our hands dirty. In order to fill our anger and sense of loss, and to show our glory, we have no other way.

We are willing to sacrifice for this, just like Colonel Barristan who died in a foreign country to save his homeland."

Sacrifice, glory, revenge, this is the purpose of the North Hunters.

But they also knew that with their own strength they would never be able to offend the imperial government, and it would not be enough to drag all of Northampria up. If it were enough, the northern battle would not be defeated.

Therefore, they chose to remain anonymous, transformed into the Hunters of the North with unknown origins, and cooperated with the association to come to the noble's base camp to cause trouble.

Because among the targets of revenge, the aristocratic army and the local army are the weakest, have the most problems, and have the greatest opportunities.

Although I am not willing to find the culprit to take revenge, but compared to doing nothing and being incompetent and furious, this is already very good.

Yes, this is venting anger, this is venting anger.

But so what?

We are hunters who wander in the darkness, we are executioners who deliver death. Such things as great light and correctness have nothing to do with us.

We are just satisfying ourselves.

This self-destructive attitude completely angered Sarah.

Purple fighting spirit exploded suddenly, wrapping around the body like lightning. This is where the name "Purple Lightning" comes from.

"You ignorant guys!!!"

Accompanied by the unique war cry of the Jaeger, purple lightning flashed.

It is not only Sarah's posture of charging into battle, but also her unique combat skills that have been honed in battles.

She has rushed into battle like this countless times, and has also saved many people with this move.

Now, it's her former companion's turn.

"Follow me all."

Jussis gave the order.

Why Jussis?

Because Rean had already followed, he started slower than Sarah, but he and Sarah entered the enemy formation at the same time.

The most famous "Sato Hayate" of the One-Style Eight-Leaf One-Sword style, one sword can knock down two in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, with a backhand arc, he cut down the two military monsters that were fighting together.

At the same time, Sarah also defeated two opponents, a patrol team of four people and two dogs, and was completely defeated.

But it wasn't like they didn't do anything. At least they blew the siren in time to announce the enemy attack.

It was only then that the follow-up troops followed up.

He stared blankly at the two people standing at an angle.

Especially students.

"too exaggerated."

"Hey, are you going to go too far?"

"It feels like it's none of our business."

"Has the instructor become stronger again?"

"I fired a shot, hey, you guys really don't understand anything..."

Of course, these are things that can be ignored by the big boss group.

"I always feel a little pitiful."

Miriam whispered.

What you want to do even if you give up your identity and companions is destined to be in vain.

In this muddy water, you are the weakest party, and you have no idea what terrible strong people are involved.

Even she, the most optimistic person, has such an expression, so you can imagine how other people are feeling.

"Instructor..."

Rean called out apologetically.

When I charged, I was very relaxed and comfortable, but when I came back to my senses, I realized that I accidentally knocked down too much.

Obviously, it would be better to let instructor Sarah educate them and vent their anger.

"It doesn't matter, now is not the time to wallow in sadness."

Sarah shook her head lightly and gave her a reassuring look.

"And you need to vent more than me. You are our commander. Just keep winning like this and don't lose even once."

"Yes, definitely."

Rean sheathed the sword and continued moving forward.

Passionate? Obsessed with fighting?

This has never been Rean's style.

But this time, in order to face an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, he must adjust his condition to its peak and unleash his potential.

He has suppressed his realm for too long, and he needs to use the battles along the way as a whetstone.

Sharpen his entire body to its strongest edge.

At this moment, Rean is like a butterfly emerging, unable to be interrupted or interrupted.

Seeing Rean like this, both new students and old friends consciously closed their mouths and followed behind silently.

The so-called general and the so-called coach should have such majesty.

The same goes for the next battle, no matter what kind of enemies you encounter or how many there are.

Li En was always the first to rush into the enemy formation and knock down at least half of them alone. There was no unique ghost power in the whole process, it was just one person and one sword, and the strong wind opened the way.

No one can stop that white trench coat.

Nor did he stop the sword that could cut through the strong wind.

No one can combine with the sword and wind.

There is no one left to stand in front of Rean Schwarzer.

Purple Hunter, fallen.

Military monster, down.

Even the elite team of the "Red Constellation" who cooperated with the Purple Hunters and was semi-absorbed by the association had the same ending.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this moment, Rean is as strong as a ghost.

"impossible!"

"Why is it so strong?"

"Support? Where is the support?"

Rean didn't know how many times he heard words like this, but they were of no use.

You have your beliefs, and I have mine.

Rean's will is as strong as a rock and cannot be shaken.

It is also like a sharp knife, leading the assault team to penetrate directly into the heart of the enemy.

Not even twenty minutes had passed, but the sharp knife had already arrived at the location of the train gun, less than fifty meters away from the target in a straight line.

And this is also where the opponent sets up their formation and defends the most tightly.
To be continued...