The moment he saw the fire in the distance soaring into the sky, Rhode jumped up, and in just a blink of an eye, he came to the enemy's rear.

The soldiers responsible for the guards around him did not expect that a person would appear so quickly from the mist behind him. Rod looked at their surprised and wide eyes, as well as the hidden surprise and fear, but his movements did not stop.

Two cold lights jumped out of Rhode's waist.

Grayhill and Madara pierced the chests of the two soldiers without any stagnation. Then Rhode drew out his short sword with his backhand and waved forward in a cross. Soon, dozens of sword lights condensed by the power of soul burst out and roared forward, completely tearing and smashing the soldiers responsible for the warning.

A shrill scream sounded.

Rhode stood up, and at the same time, he had seen a constant stream of soldiers rushing towards him, holding shields and holding long swords. Judging from the costumes of these people, they were the lion legion who had the most unlucky luck to have the first "intimate contact" with Rhode.

I really didn't expect that I met them again now.

Rhode's mouth curled slightly, and a playful smile appeared, but facing the fierce soldiers in front of him, he did not choose to retreat. On the contrary, Rhode just flashed his figure and actually rushed towards the other party on his own initiative!

Rhodes' active attack scared the soldiers who came to reinforce. They had never seen anyone dare to attack so many people alone. You should know that the soldiers coming from around the camp are endless at this moment, and at least there are more than 300 people in front of him. Did he think he could fight against these more than 300 soldiers with his own strength?

As a regular legion, these soldiers reacted very quickly. They all put their shields beside them, trying to block Rhodes. But Rhodes was faster than them. They had just picked up the shields. Before they could put them in front of them, Rhodes had already appeared in front of them with swords. Then he snorted coldly, and the two swords in his hand shrank back, and then suddenly stabbed forward again.

A shining, like a meteor, burst out from the swords of the two short swords. The soul light shattered and split, forming beams of light hit the soldiers in front of Rhode. The unparalleled powerful force roared past like a hurricane. Blood suddenly splashed around Rhode. Several soldiers completely separated their bodies and fell on the ground just after the cold light flashed. The bright red blood soared into the sky and flew around.

This tragic scene suddenly made the soldiers of the Lion Legion stagnate for a moment. Although as soldiers, they had already had the awareness of facing life and death. But who had let these unlucky insects be killed by the mercenaries led by Rhodes before? Even the memory of a fish can remain for sixteen hours. Not to mention that the soldiers who returned home failed suddenly remembered the battle in the day when they saw this scene in front of them. It was precisely because of this that fear forced their bodies to pause slightly, and Rhode took this opportunity to suddenly jump backwards, then he held the sword in both hands and looked at the enemy in front of him silently.

"Go on!"

The soldiers of the Lions Legion who had reacted only at this time immediately wanted to turn around and chase Rhodes, but while they were about to attack, suddenly, several dark apertures fell from the sky, completely covering the soldiers. Soon, they felt the pain as if they were pressed by huge rocks and the sense of restraint on their bodies - but what followed was an extremely clear fear.

They immediately remembered the battle during the day. They had already steadily gained the upper hand, but at this moment, suddenly...

The soldiers turned their heads, and then they found that the fear in their hearts became reality.

Mercenaries wearing black leather armor and cloak appeared silently like ghosts from the dense fog and darkness. At this moment, the premonition of fear intertwined with reality, forming a new form.

Looking at all this in front of them, the soldiers of the Lion Legion showed a desperate expression. They wanted to retreat and leave, but the invisible power suppressed their bodies and they had no way to escape. Behind them was the fortress and the front line. In front of them were these extremely terrifying enemies like devils. The soldiers raised their weapons, and the mercenaries also drew their swords, and both sides remained silent- because at this time, anything was meaningless.

And in the next moment, the black devils were like a sharp knife, inserted into the lion legion tightly.

The camp behind should have been safe and peaceful.

But now, it has become a new battlefield, a place to stir up flesh and blood.

Rhode slowly walked forward, and two soldiers in gorgeous armor rushed forward screaming. They raised their long swords and slashed at Rhode hard. However, facing the attack in front of him, Rhode did not even raise his eyes. He just raised two short swords and pushed upwards. Soon, two extremely sharp short swords swung the attack of the soldiers in front of him. Then Rhode waved forward with his backhand. The roaring soul sword light easily cut the bodies of the two soldiers in front of him as if cutting tofu. Their gorgeous armor had no effect at all before condensed to the extreme soul power. Soon, accompanied by two crescent-shaped sword lights flashed by, and blood lights on both sides of Rhode rose into the sky.

The soldiers retreated in panic, and the weapons and shields in their hands did not give them any sense of security at this moment. Because soon, the mercenaries covered with guardian barriers rushed forward with Rhode's footsteps, raised their weapons and moved forward with all their might.

In that moment, the condensed army disintegrated, and the soldiers of the Lion Legion began to retreat wildly, as if they had returned to the battle during the day. However, unlike before, the other party did not stop this time. Under the leadership of Rhodes, the mercenaries were like a gust of raging waves, a torrent, and a black hurricane howled forward. In front of them, nothing could withstand their steps.

"What happened!!"

Ton ran out of the tent, and he stared blankly at the commotion behind the camp. There, dozens of dark figures were moving forward without any progress, but his soldiers could not even stop them. They were galloping freely like floods, and any existence that dared to stop them was completely swallowed up, and even the residue could not be left behind.

How is that possible?

Ton looked at the scene in front of him blankly, his hands and feet were cold. It was not that he had not received a report from the Lion Legion, but at that time he thought it was just an excuse for the Lion Legion to make it difficult for him to make his mistakes difficult. But now it seems that these people really seem to be as powerful as the Lion Legion said - who are they? Where are they from? Why have he never heard of such a fierce and terrifying local legion?

"Hurry, stop them!!"

Ton felt a coldness all over his body, his body seemed to be completely soaked in the cold sea water, and even his soul felt an unparalleled ice. But even so, he had to grit his teeth and issue an order. Soon, hundreds of soldiers came to him. As the acting commander of the front line of the Southern Legion, even if he was just an agent, Ton had his own army. In terms of quality and combat power, it was even better than the three major legions. Because of this, although he saw the opponent's surprise attack, Ton could still barely remain calm--he had discovered that the opponent's number was only a few dozen people. Although they were strong, the number of people was limited. This raid was obviously to catch him off guard. But unfortunately, he was not that stupid.

Thinking of this, Ton couldn't help laughing, because he saw his elite troops raising their longbows, pulling arrows, and aiming at the enemies in front of him. The next moment, countless arrows flew out from the bowstrings and shot at those enemies who looked strange. Ton looked at the scene in front of him with pride, and he even began to fantasize about the scene where the other party was penetrated by thousands of arrows.

But after a moment, Ton's expression turned completely stiff.

He saw translucent guardrails suddenly unfolding on the soldiers, and his bows and arrows did not even cause any damage to the opponent, and they were completely bounced to the side by the guardrail.

What's going on?

How is this possible?

Who are these guys? How did they do it?

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ton finally could no longer calm down. He raised his hand and then waved it hard.

With Ton's orders, the soldiers soon surrounded their commanders and surrounded them. They trained to raise their weapons and ignored the panic-lost deserters around them. This made Ton feel much more at ease. After all, these soldiers are their own elites, they are not wastes like the three legions, and compared with them, their subordinates are the real aces.

And at this moment, he saw a black-haired man walking out of the group of dark soldiers leisurely. Seeing Ton, he paused for a moment, then smiled.

"I finally found you, Commander."

This is the last sentence Ton heard.
Chapter completed!