Chapter 727: Chapter 590, Why Do Your Movements Look So Familiar (One more chapter today). Chapter 727: Chapter 590, Why Do Your Movements Look So Familiar (One more chapter today). Someone followed the Tamed Beast here, causing immediate tension among the members of the Association.
Steward Slyther and a few squad leaders quickly ascended the city wall.
They peered at the figure outside.
Cloaked in black, wearing a mask.
“See if there are others,” Slyther said to those beside him.
Several Tamed Beasts soared into the sky, flying in all directions.
“No others found,” a few Rangers replied.
Meanwhile, the figure in the black cloak outside the village cast a sweeping glance at the gate and the surrounding walls. They looked ominously at the people above and, with a smile, began to retreat, planning to leave.
“He's trying to leave!” someone alerted.
Slyther watched the figure's gradual retreat, his expression becoming hesitant.
But there was only one person.
If they actually let him go back and spread the news, it would only become more troublesome later on.
“Open the gates, we can't let him escape,” Slyther ordered with a cold voice.
The village gates opened, and everyone rushed out, chasing in the direction the figure was headed.
The Cheetah led the chase, leaping through the air straight towards the target.
The fleeing man suddenly stopped in his tracks, twisted his waist, and lashed out with his right leg like a whip.
A dull sound echoed as the Cheetah was sent flying away.
The sound of arrows piercing the air filled the silence; the man in the black robe dipped low and quickly took cover behind a thick tree.
Listening to the footsteps closing in around him, he said with a cold laugh, “I was hoping you wouldn't stay inside.”
During his speech, a smoke bomb dropped at his feet.
A vast expanse of smoke covered the entire forest.
The man in the black robe drew both a short and a long Longsword. His movements ghostlike, he turned and charged into the fog.
“Be careful of the fog, spread out!” Slyther's voice rang out.
The next second, a sharp Longsword thrust violently out from the fog.
Slyther's gaze sharpened, he tilted his head to dodge the blow, and his Longsword swung forward in a slicing arc.
In the sky, an eagle wearing Leather Armor suddenly transformed into a giant bear and fell from the heavens.
The heavy landing sent the black-robed figure's original position crashing down.
The impact caused the fog to scatter to both sides.
The others also spotted the target, arrows whistling as they closed in from all sides.
The black-cloaked man swung his blades swiftly, wounding the bear twice before again weaving through the trees to attack others closing in.
People kept getting hurt, sent flying backward.
A Fourth-tier professional.
Definitely above level 15, otherwise, they couldn't possess such fighting prowess.
“Fall back to the village!” Slyther shouted again.
At his command, he immediately drew the attention of the assailant.
The footsteps reversed, the figure flickered in and out of visibility, appearing before Slyther once again, his weapons thrusting and slashing quickly, turning into streaks of sword light.
“Aunt~!” the bear charged again.
“Let's fall back…” Slyther yelled.
“Black Stone Town Steward, killing you would be a great accomplishment for me when I return…”
Mid-sentence, the chest of the man in the black cloak suddenly exploded, and blood flowed down the split armor.
The man's gaze condensed, not hesitating an instant, he flipped to dodge.
Another smoke bomb was thrown, and his figure vanished into the smoke.
Explosions sounded again, bullets shot into the smoke.
A curse came from the smoke, and then there was silence.
Slyther's gaze hardened.
The sound was all too familiar.
The firearms Wu Heng had used before.
But without confirmation of the situation, it was still too risky to make hasty moves. Chasing out earlier had been unwise.
Leading the others, they retreated, remaining vigilant towards the lingering smoke ahead.
This time, the sound of an engine started up.
Two figures rode on strange vehicles and emerged into view, parking beside the smoke, with the figure from the rear entering the fog to drag out the black-cloaked corpse.
Dropping it on the ground in front of them.
Slyther and his people scrutinized the two.
One middle-aged man, his skin rough as if he was someone accustomed to lengthy exposure to the sun.
And the strong black-robed man.
They dragged him out like a dead man from the smoke, with a trail of blood beneath him.
Could he have died so easily?
It felt like the newcomers had helped their side and bore no ill-will.
But orders were still given, “Close the village gates. The wounded, take an Elixir. Yuli, give Kuro an Elixir as well.”
The gates were closed again.
The rest began administering Elixirs, Yuli cradled the injured Cheetah, pouring the open Elixir into its mouth.
Outside the village gates.
Wu Heng examined the corpse that had been dragged out. Bending over, he removed the mask.
Below was the face of a middle-aged man.
Gray-brown hair, not a common hair color among the people of the Yeko Kingdom.
The mask was neither a Special Item nor a Magical Scroll but a simple facial cover, likely meant to conceal identity.
The only real Special Item was a Space Ring on his hand.
A storage space of 5 cubic meters-full of silver coins, smoke bombs, Magical Scrolls, and other items.
This meant the man who had attacked Slyther and the others had not been using his full strength.
After inspecting the body,
Wu Heng had a Skeleton drag the corpse to the village gate.
His gaze meeting Slyther's, he then spoke, “I learned you were here from the Black Stone Town Association and came specifically to assist you in apprehending the Evil Cult.”
Wu Heng was still wearing the 'Human Skin Mask', put on as he was nearing this place.
He didn't intend to let too many people know he had come to Black Stone Town,
or about his ability to change his appearance.
Slyther's brows furrowed slightly, still doubtful, “Let me see your Emblem.”
Wu Heng flashed his Emblem towards them, then said, “Open the gate, don't waste any more time. It was I who sent you the letter three days ago.”