As he spoke, he walked up behind Qian, attempting to pat the red-haired girl’s face in a genial manner. However, she unceremoniously swatted his hand away and turned to give him a cold glare.
Redi coughed awkwardly, but luckily, his old companions didn’t seem to notice his embarrassment. Including Sanfde, the few Gray Wolf Mercenaries were all shocked by his words—they knew Redi had no reason to lie, but they didn’t expect this madman to be so insane as to harm someone he used to like. Of course, they were a bit unfair to our white-haired comrade, because Qian’s transformation had been done by a Dark Priest, and he couldn’t have done it even if he wanted to.
On the other hand, they felt a chill in their hearts realizing that the High Order Black Fire Cultists surrounding them were all Upper Silver in strength, and there was even a Gold level entity watching them like a tiger from a ledge. Although this Gold Rank individual was once their companion, the red-haired girl now did not seem to recognize them in the slightest.
The Gray Wolf Mercenaries couldn’t help but take a step back instinctively. Was today the day they would be buried here? Instinctively, they looked toward their ’new boss,’ but that sight only made them freeze in place: the young ’merchant’ was actually comforting his female companion at this moment—
"It’s okay, just ignore that arrogant fool," Brand turned around and unexpectedly patted Romantic’s little face, speaking reassuringly.
"I-I wasn’t paying attention to him, what are you doing, don’t randomly touch a girl’s face!" Romantic’s eyebrows shot up. She quickly blushed and blocked Brand’s hand, loudly protesting to prevent him from taking any further liberties.
The Rubis Mercenaries were unfazed, having long been used to this behavior. They all glanced at Brand and then at the twenty-plus Silver Elf Heavy Infantry standing like statues behind him. They knew exactly who was in trouble—though their Lord appeared righteous on the outside, he was full of schemes and would never suffer a loss. But the Gray Wolf Mercenaries, unfamiliar with the situation, were immediately petrified, shouting internally: Hey, do you realize the situation? The other side has a group of Upper Silvers and even a Gold Rank entity!
However, Brand’s disregard achieved the desired effect.
Redi was trembling with rage. Normally, he wasn’t this arrogant, but the humiliation Brand and Conrad inflicted on him last night had been festering inside him, now finally erupting. He couldn’t help but bark wildly like a mad dog: "Get them! Kill them! No, leave that young man alive. I want him to know the consequences of crossing me—" After shouting this, he calmed down: "Leave those two women alive as well—"
After giving these orders, he couldn’t help but sneer as he licked his lips.
But at that moment, Brand turned around, raising a hand—
Redi was stunned. He had already given his orders, wasn’t it too late to plead? He watched the fanatical Black Fire Sect members charge forward, as if the people in front of them were not enemies but their fathers’ killers, with no intention of stopping. The white-haired young man was momentarily dazed, thinking, fine, let them see if the other side knows what fear means.
"Let me show you," he cursed secretly.
Gray Wolf Mercenaries’ faces turned ashen. They couldn’t help but feel cold all over. Even so, these warriors still picked up their weapons, trembling, ready to make one last stand—death was just death, they were Gray Wolf Mercenaries, even if they once bore this title, they couldn’t break their promises or sully the name.
Redi widened his eyes, wanting to savor the sight of his opponents’ final moments. But then he saw Brand raise his hand and silently mouth something to him—it was not a plea. It took Redi a while to comprehend the meaning:
"Very unfortunate, you came early."
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The white-haired young man was stunned, what did that mean? Did the other side get scared to the point of lunacy? Yet soon he didn’t think so, as he saw the young man gesture downward with his raised hand. With this gesture, the twenty-plus armored, expressionless Elf Heavy Infantry behind him moved, and with that movement, Redi’s face changed.
He indeed came early. If he had come a day or two later, he still wouldn’t have been able to do anything about Brand, but at least he wouldn’t have ended up dooming himself.
Sadly, there’s no medicine for regret in this world.
As Redi’s expression changed, the Gray Wolf Mercenaries, Rubis Mercenaries, and even Antitina’s faces also changed simultaneously. Because everyone saw those twenty-plus advancing Silver Elf Guard suddenly emit a rainbow of colors, some dazzling, some dim, like a rainbow—encasing their armor, their weapons, only signifying one thing.
The continent’s most powerful Heavy Infantry, Temple Knight Level!
Who said elves were only good for Hunters, Rangers, Shooters, Redi felt like those words were slapping him in the face, loudly. The High Order Black Fire Cultists didn’t even have time to snap out of their frenzy before being overwhelmed by a wave of rainbow light, swords swing, human heads, demon heads flying high.
Twenty rainbows, advancing with unstoppable force—
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