Chapter Nineteenth: A Dark and Windy Night for Murder

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  After using the 9th-level magic Flame Red Lotus, Huo Bao's face turned somewhat pale, and he used his staff to support his swaying body.

  He whispered to Liu Feng beside him, "Kid, from now on, you have to be careful. My magic power is almost depleted, I'm afraid other teams will take advantage of the situation."

  Liu Feng nodded in understanding.

  Looking around, I indeed saw some people with malicious glints in their eyes, and couldn't help but feel a chill within.

  Huota led the team slowly to the last square and took up guard duty with Liu Feng.

  It's night again, and it's time to stop and set up camp.

  Huo Ta called Liu Feng and Su Fei into the tent.

  There were already three people sitting in the tent, apart from Huo Bao who was still pale-faced, there were two others below him. Liu Feng recognized them as the only two seventh-stage powerhouses in this team besides Su Fei.

  The two saw Liu Feng and threw him a kind smile.

  Liu Feng also nodded and smiled.

  "Hey kid, let me introduce you. Hota pointed to the middle-aged man on his left and said: "This is Roma, a 7th rank great fighter."

  Then he pointed at the man with a somewhat icy expression on his right: "This is Erqian, a seventh-grade high-level assassin."

  "This is the young man I was telling you about, who's already not inferior to me at such a young age, and also my little niece's sweetheart, hehe." This unusual introduction left Liu Feng crying with laughter, and also made Sophie's pretty face blush with embarrassment.

  They nodded to each other in respect.

  A loud, dry cough sounded from above, and a voice spoke out: "I suppose you all already know the purpose of this gathering."

  Everyone nodded slightly.

  Hu Bo saw the situation and continued: "In the past, every night there were some weak teams that mysteriously disappeared in the forest. You should also know what the reason is?"

  Everyone nodded again.

  "Due to the enormous temptation of the dragon egg, relatively weak teams have been continuously eliminated along the way. Today, I used the 9th-tier magic '業火之蓮' to annihilate the Bloodthirsty Demon Ape, and my internal magical power won't fully recover until tomorrow at least. Therefore, tonight, it's likely that other teams will attempt to assassinate us."

  Liu Feng furrowed his brow and asked, "Can you tell which team is planning to make a move on us?"

  Huò Bào lowered his head and thought for a moment, saying: "There's more than half a chance that it'll be the 'Thieves' Guild' team. They've always had a huge grudge against our 'Mercenaries' Guild', so they won't let this opportunity slip by."

  Sophie suddenly spoke up and asked: "Uncle Ho, what's the strength of that 'Thieves' Guild' team?"

  Hota, who had been holding back for half a day, hastily spoke up: "They are somewhat inferior to us, with only one eighth-grade Shadow Assassin and three seventh-grade Senior Assassins, as well as some mid-tier assassins. However, that doesn't pose much of a threat to us. If we were to confront them head-on, they wouldn't be our match. But their line of work is assassination, and their skill in concealing their aura is extremely refined."

  Liu Feng suddenly smiled: "Then I'll act as a lookout, I was born with a stronger sense of awareness."

  "Alright, the safety of tonight is in your hands. If not, this old bone of mine won't be able to see tomorrow's daylight." Huo Bo laughed and said, seemingly not putting the impending slaughter on his mind at all.

  Tonight, with the dark night and strong wind, it's a perfect time for murder and arson.

  Jumped onto the dense branches, hiding his body, slowly releasing a thread of divine sense, covering all within dozens of meters around him, constantly scanning back and forth.

  Deep in the night, the world is quiet and still, with a moonlit sky as black as ink.

  In the pitch-black forest, black human silhouettes jumped and flashed between the trees, silently rushing towards the mercenary guild's tent.

  "As expected." Liu Feng sneered in his heart, and with a flick of his hand, a leaf flew into a small tent.

  Looking at those dark human figures, Liu Feng roughly counted them, and there were about thirty or forty people. The Mercedes-Benz in the front row of people should be their leader.

  Just over ten meters away from the tent, the leader raised his hand and dozens of figures behind him quickly fell to the ground, flashing into the shadows between the tree trunks.

  Watching that perfectly coordinated movement and the silent landing, Liu Feng couldn't help but praise: "Indeed a high-level killer, not bad at all."

  After a while, the leader waved his palm forward, and dozens of black shadows quickly jumped forward. Every three people had one account, rushing in and pouncing on the bed, with daggers emitting a strange fragrance in their hands, stabbing wildly.

  "Bad, we've been tricked, retreat." The leader saw the bundle of clothes on the bed and immediately knew they had been deceived, and gave a decisive order.

  Dozens of black shadows rushed out of the tent, and with a loud "peng" sound, the surrounding area was suddenly brightly lit.

  "Haha, Kamel, what's the hurry to get there?" A loud laughter came, it was the triumphant Hota.

  The black shadow at the forefront flashed a hint of panic in his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Old man, it turns out you've been prepared all along, just waiting for us to fall into your trap."

  "Hah, now you know, isn't it a bit too late? Later, your grandfather I will leave you a whole corpse." Huo Ta maniacally laughed.

  "Hmph, old fellow, it's still unknown who killed the deer, let's just...!" Kamel said no more, waving his hand fiercely.

  Dozens of people on both sides clashed in an instant, and the sound of miserable cries continued to ring out, breaking the silence of the deep night.

  Huo Ta charged towards Kamel, effortlessly taking care of the small fries along the way.

  His entire body turned red with fierce aura, suddenly bursting out and shooting up into the sky, transforming into a massive energy that pressed down on Kamer.

  Seeing himself locked down by Hota's fighting spirit, Kamel was also secretly resentful, drew out a slender dagger, poured his fighting spirit into it, and met the attacking Hota.

  Liu Feng stood at the treetop, overlooking the entire scene, and saw that the mercenaries there could not hold on, a sharp leaf shot out from the killer's throat, bringing up a burst of fresh blood.

  Assassins are not warriors, they are like hidden poisonous snakes that inspire fear and unease when concealed, but once exposed, they can't be the equal of a warrior.

  Gradually, dozens of killers, now only seven or eight are barely holding on.

  Kamui meets with a high-ranking assassin and surveys the surroundings, realizing that things have gone beyond salvation. With a mind to escape, he is still firmly locked onto by Houtarou.

  A slash mixed with strong horizontal energy, Kamer dodged hastily and saw Hota swiftly slashing again, his heart moved, he turned around and pulled over the bewildered companion behind him, standing him in front of himself, his left foot slightly borrowing force from his back, and leapt out of the battle circle with the person, disappearing into the forest shadows in the blink of an eye.

  Huo Ta cursed under his breath: "Despicable." With a swift swing of his hand, he killed the high-ranking assassin standing in place.

  Kammer rushed into the forest and ran for a long time before stopping to catch his breath, panting heavily as he sat down on the ground with a thud.

  "Hey, hello." A voice came from behind.

  Kammer turned around abruptly, seeing a young man standing several steps away with a smile all over his face. His pupils suddenly contracted violently as he sensed a dangerous aura from this young man, something that even the old guy Hota didn't possess.

  Young people are closely followed by Liu Feng.

  "Little brother, who are you?" Kamel asked cautiously.

  "The one who came to kill you." Liu Feng said lightly.

  "Haha, kid, you're too arrogant..." Camer's words were cut off as he stared in disbelief at the sword tip that had suddenly emerged from his chest.

  Slowly turning his head, a face identical to that of the young man in front of him appeared in the gradually dispersing pupils.

  "How can there be someone who looks so much like me?" These were Kamer's last thoughts before his death.

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