Chapter 98 The True Strongman

  Behind Gerald, more than 40 people surged out. As soon as they appeared, they quickly dispersed, looking at their equipment and the speed of their actions, the difference with the warriors just now was huge.

  At the same time, a row of bowmen also appeared on the rooftops to the right of the street. The sharp arrowheads sparkled with a chilling glint in the sunlight.

  People who were running on the street just now suddenly disappeared from somewhere, and the crowded street became a little empty. The dead silence enveloped the whole street, without even the sound of weapons colliding, and a group of people stood there quietly.

  Hai Ruo's whole body was tense, but his mouth sneered and said: "You can actually speak? What a wonderful surprise!"

  Gerald was covered from head to toe in armor, with only a pair of eyes visible through the gap in his face mask, and the murderous aura emanating from them made one's heart palpitate just by looking at him.

  "The last time didn't kill me, it was the biggest mistake of your life! Hailor, my baby, are you ready to die?" Gerald spoke slowly, squeezing out one word at a time, and his voice was somewhat strange, like metal screaming, giving off an indescribable feeling.

  Xanier's face in the distance also showed a shocked expression: "Haiyueer is very thorough, how could Gerald still be alive..."

  "Is this guy tough?" Han Jin looked at Gerald, who was wrapped in iron plates from a distance. "Not very tough." Xian Ni'er smiled wryly: "Extremely tough."

  Han Jin rarely heard Xian Ni'er make such a comment and couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

  On the other side, Sasuke also said: "I heard that Gerald is Disemark's number one general, wearing heavy armor all day and being called the Blood Knight. Is he really that Gerald?"

  "Gerald may not be a great general in terms of commanding an army, but if we're talking about individual strength, there shouldn't be anyone under Disemark who can surpass him." Xanier explained.

  Han Jin listened and couldn't help but take a cold breath.

  "Gerald's murderousness is particularly heavy. The title of Blood Knight is too fitting. The number of people who have died at his hands can be described as countless. His cruelty... even compared to the vampire king, Caroline, he may not necessarily lose to that devil!" Xanier said worriedly.

  Han Jin's eyebrows furrowed. Retreating was definitely not an option. The city gates all around were sealed off. Staying in the city would eventually lead to being discovered. But advancing... with their current strength, it was likely that they wouldn't be a match for Gerald. This seemed like a dead end. Han Jin fell into deep thought.

  "Do you think wearing a suit of armor will make me unable to kill you?" Hailuo sneered. However, her palms were already sweating. She was well aware of Gerald's strength. Even if Gerald was alone, in a straight-up fight, she and the others wouldn't stand a chance. "Heh..." Gerald's piercing laughter echoed again: "I really like your strengths - firm, persistent, never giving up. If you actually knelt down to beg for mercy... I would find it quite boring."

  Gerald stood still on the spot. Hailuo's mind turned countless thoughts, but she couldn't draw her longbow. Because probing was a very luxurious thing to do. If Gerald charged at full force, she could shoot out at most two arrows before Gerald rushed to her side.

  Several dark elves behind Hailor slowly retreated backwards. They drew the bowstrings in their hands. The arrowheads pointed at Gerald from afar, as if a startled hedgehog.

  "You don't have to be so tense." Gerald looked at Heiyou and the others, who were on high alert, and laughed even harder: "Relax a bit, Heiyou. You're a true warrior. To show my respect, I'll let you die in happiness, it's true happiness. Believe me."

  Haiyue's hand, as steady as a rock. Yet, it also showed a slight tremble, falling into Gerald's hands. That was absolutely a dead-end outcome, at that time. Even if you wanted to die, it would become a luxury.

  Suddenly, Gerald began to move, holding his war spear upside down, walking forward step by step, while Hailuo and others retreated backward without warning.

  This is the huge gap that can't be crossed between the strong and the weak. Before Gerald appeared, several dark elves easily slaughtered those warriors with ease. After Gerald appeared, relying solely on one man and one gun, he suppressed Hailu's offensive and brought great pressure to Hailu.

  Several dark elves retreated again and again, from the end of the long street, suddenly a large number of warriors appeared, not only Hai Rouer, but also Han Jin and others felt a chill in their hearts. At this time, it was already too late to turn around and escape, Gerald's gaze had already turned on them several times, especially Han Jin and Mo Xinkou, they had a feeling of being pierced by something, apparently, that Gerald had already recognized their identities.

  "Haiyue, shouldn't you... how is it that you've even lost the courage to shoot arrows?" Gerald laughed, enjoying the feeling of having the upper hand, so he didn't mind saying a few more idle words: "Aren't those little guys over there your friends? Come on, let's all come together..."

  Gerald's guards also followed, coldly staring at the enemies in front of them. They had been with Gerald through thick and thin for many years, and didn't take this small skirmish seriously.

  Hai Rou took a deep breath, but she couldn't bring herself to shoot the arrow in her hand. The corner of her eye had already caught the terrified gaze of her companions. Without a doubt, if she shot the arrow in her hand, it would mean sounding the horn for an attack. Unlike other times, this time the horn being sounded was one of death. Surrounded by so many people, all it would take was one charge and these people would be torn to shreds by the enemy in an instant.

  These people have been through numerous wars, and it can be said that everyone's hands are stained with blood. Such an ending shouldn't be too bad.

  Hai Ruo suddenly smiled. Even if I'm going to die, I want to die with dignity. Since the ending is already set in stone, why not make the process a bit more exciting?

  Just as Hai Rou was about to shoot out the arrow that would decide the outcome of the competition, a sudden change occurred in the arena.

  Two tall wooden men suddenly appeared on the roof, they opened their arms and rushed towards the row of archers, who were caught off guard. They were pushed by the wooden men and rolled into a ball, finally falling to the ground along the sloping roof.

  Seeing Han Jin's timely assistance, Hai Rou'er felt a surge of energy and drew her longbow, taking aim at Gerald. Several powerful arrows tore through the air at an imperceptible speed, targeting Gerald's vital points.

  Gerald's figure suddenly slid to the side, his speed was too fast, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. The dark elves shot out their energy arrows, piercing through the afterimages and knocking down two of Gerald's guards behind him.

  "Puppeteer? How interesting..." Geraldo didn't care about the lives of his subordinates. Holding the knight's shield in front, he activated his body again and charged straight at Haejoul.

  "Get back!" Mo Xinko roared, charging towards Gerald. He had released all his Dou Qi and swung his sword at the knight's shield.

  A loud crash, in the midst of a fierce collision, Mo Xinko was sent rolling back, his body somersaulting through the air. He flew over twenty meters away, barely avoiding crashing into Sasou, and landed heavily on the ground, with fresh blood already seeping from the corner of his mouth.

  A seventh-rank warrior, in front of Gerald, was only fit to be a small lamb. But Gerald himself was a real fierce tiger.

  Haiyue and others drew their longbows again, just as Lei Zhe suddenly appeared beside Gerald, even sticking to Gerald, with the dagger in his hand probing forward, stabbing into Gerald's ribs.

  Gerald roared and swung the gun handle at Leiz, who dodged with incredible agility. He rolled on the ground to avoid Gerald's attack. Although he looked a bit disheveled, at least he was unharmed.

  Several dark elves' vigorous arrows had also arrived. Gerald used his war spear to deflect an arrow aimed at his throat, and protected his chest with a knight's shield. However, there were two more arrows that he couldn't block, one hitting his shoulder and the other hitting his lower abdomen.

  "Go mad!" Mo Xinkai shouted.

  Seeing the fresh blood at the corner of Mo Xinkai's mouth, Han Jin hesitated for a moment, but still released his divine fist technique.

  Moxinke let out a loud and clear roar, with Han Jin's physique, after being affected by the Divine Strike Technique, he could still exert strong combat power, not to mention Moxinke. Every time he swung his giant sword, it would emit a piercing whistling sound that could shatter the air. The next moment, Moxinke had already charged in front of Gerald, and his giant sword came crashing down on his head.

  Again a loud crash, Mosuke's giant sword and Gerald's war spear collided, but this time Mosuke only retreated one step, then in the midst of a mad howl, he swung his sword to slash at Gerald's left waist.

  As Mo Xingke was able to hold his own against Gerald, Hailuo's spirit was greatly lifted, and he frantically pulled the bowstring in his hand. Several dark elves and Xianiel launched an attack together, and arrow after arrow miraculously avoided Mo Xingke, accurately hitting Gerald. In a short period of time, Gerald's body had already been pierced by more than a dozen arrows that were on the verge of falling off. However, because Gerald's heavy armor was too sturdy, those arrows did not cause him serious harm.

  Sashe's magic had been chanted, a blazing wall of flame appeared behind Gerald, blocking the guards outside. Then he released the quicksand technique inside the fire wall, even if those guards could rush through the fire wall, they would be swallowed by the quicksand.

  Suddenly, a dazzling light burst forth, and amidst the ear-piercing crash, Mo Xinkai retreated over a dozen steps before barely managing to steady himself.

  Gerald's temperament changed suddenly, he was just showing off, now he has become like a black and gloomy giant rock, although silent, but giving people a suffocating pressure.

  "Haiyue, why didn't you use the Dark Touch?" Gerald swung his hand in a swift motion, and the knight's shield on his arm let out a dull thud. Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air, stumbled a few steps forward, and fell to the ground with a thud - it was Leizhe.

  With his real strength, he should have been able to avoid this attack, but he absolutely did not think that Gerald would discover him and suddenly counterattack at the moment he was about to make a move.

  Haiyue felt a bitter taste in her mouth, and she understood why Gerald was at a disadvantage earlier!

  "Is there no darkness to touch? Haigal, you're really wasting my emotions." Gerald picked up his war spear. Although his face couldn't be seen, everyone seemed to see a devilish grin, feeling chilled from the bottom of their hearts.