Pillar of Yita

But Fang Hong did not plan to give these people a chance to react. With a wave of his hand and the blink of an Energy Angel hurtling towards the enemy formation as a signal, the knights of Silver Weslan also launched their final strike.

Although the Gunslingers of the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team immediately initiated their Desperate Command, it was to no avail. Surrounded on three sides, they could hardly concentrate their firepower effectively, resulting in their being overwhelmingly slaughtered by an almost equal number of knights.

The casualty ratio was as Fang Hong had predicted, similar to the sweeping victory at the Silver Forest Crown; they had barely paid any price. Aside from a few minor injuries, they had almost no loss of combat power.

On the one hand, it was due to the natural counter between professions, and on the other hand, it was due to the ambush and the overwhelming power of the Invoker of Silver Weslan.

When the combat ended, the melee War Professions of the Blood Oath Alliance had just managed to arrive at the edge of the battlefield, just in time to witness the knights of Silver Weslan finishing up the battle. Those who had stood frozen for a moment looked around and realized what had happened—the entire squad of the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team Gunslingers had been annihilated.

They were all stunned.

How much time had passed? Even slaughtering a herd of pigs wouldn’t have finished so quickly, right?

After all, pigs would at least run, wouldn’t they?

And Fang Hong looked up at these people, and the knights of Silver Weslan on the battlefield sensed it too, lifting their heads. Seeing this, the members of the Blood Oath Alliance were so frightened that they shouted and turned to flee into the ruins not far away.

What a joke, the combat power of the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team was already beyond their reach, and these people in front of them were simply inhuman. They did not know how the Gunslingers of the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team had been wiped out; they only thought that this nationally-renowned elite guild was truly fearsome.

If this had been a regular battlefield, they perhaps would have had the courage to charge forward, but unfortunately, these people had not forgotten where they were.

Fang Hong couldn’t be bothered with these people. In fact, without the squad of Gunslingers from the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team, even if they did come up, they wouldn’t have caused much trouble. But it’s better to avoid unnecessary complications, and saving some time was also good.

He immediately ordered the knights to regroup, preparing to cross the bridge, but just to be cautious, he stayed behind with a few Paladins, guarding against any mischievous ideas the Blood Oath Alliance people might have.

Fortunately, it seemed they were genuinely scared off; even after he had crossed the bridge last, they did not appear again.

To conserve magic power, he did not use the Energy Angel’s short-distance teleportation ability, but rather climbed the chain to the other side. When he was about to reach the other end, the leading knight of the Silver Weslan came forward to extend a hand and pulled him onto the bridge.

”Thanks,” Fang Hong said subconsciously.

But the leading knight shook his head seriously, ”You’re welcome, Commander. What shall we do next?”

Fang Hong was slightly startled and looked at the knight and then at Sophie inside the viewing window. The knight wore a serious expression, while the Princess of Silver Weslan seemed quite smug, unaware of what she had previously said to these knights of Silver Weslan.

As for Hilveld, she sat to the side, leaning on his Energy Angel, tilting her head slightly and looking at the young man with a slight smile on her lips.

”Wiping out an entire elite squad of the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team, as far as I know, the squad of Gunslingers has always been at the core of any of their operations,” Sophie said with a smile: ”Impressive, our newly promoted Commander. But for now, we have only temporarily shaken them off. The enemy’s main forces are numerous and strong, and it seems that those small guilds will also be siding with them for the time being. They will catch up sooner or later.”

She thought for a moment, then asked with some curiosity: ”I’m actually quite curious, what do you plan to do next?”

Fang Hong turned back.

He had indeed thoroughly considered this question already.

He thought for a while and simply replied, ”Blow up the bridge.”

”Wait, what did you say?”

The Princess of Silver Weslan was taken aback, showing an unusually shocked and uncomposed reaction, her voice sounding almost unnatural.

”Wait,” she asked somewhat urgently, ”you can’t be serious, can you? Do you know how many people are on the bridge? If you do this, you’ll deeply entrench the feud with the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team, and there are other guilds too...”

Fang Hong just looked at her.

Then he nodded gently, of course, he was serious.

A faint feeling in his heart told him that an unknown third party existed in these underground trials.

It was like a mysterious hunter, standing silently in the darkness, watching with an indifferent gaze as everyone methodically entered its planned sequence.

Although Fang Hong was not sure what it was, ever since he met Hilveld, this premonition had become increasingly clear. A voice was telling him that he had to do something to disrupt the plans of this third party—

With this in mind, he sent a message that had been prepared earlier:

”Don’t cross the bridge—”

But the recipient of the message was not Elisa, but her sister.

Alice.

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