Chapter 683: Strike Amidst the Intimidation
Chapter 683: Strike Amidst the Intimidation
A group clad in black swiftly navigated through the streets of Green Isle City.
However, the faster they moved, the more enemies they encountered on the streets.
The people once bound by slave contracts, already in a state where even their lives were not guaranteed, now finally saw a glimmer of freedom.
Whether it was escaping from the city or venting years of pent-up anger from being enslaved, most chose to fight with all their might.
Thus, the great merchant heading towards the north of the city grew increasingly grim.
The slaves accompanying Kingfisher were carefully selected valuable aides. When encountering minor troubles on the road, they could easily handle them without him lifting a finger.
But as they moved further away from the city center, his subordinates struggled to deal with the enemies, finding it increasingly challenging and time-consuming.
Even Kingfisher himself considered joining the fight.
"..."
The great merchant shook his head.
Merchants' skills were quite different from those of ordinary Awakened ones.
When they displayed their skills, they required not only Essence but also a 'currency' that held 'trade value'.
In the current Barren World, this was one of the most difficult things to accumulate.
Kingfisher had painstakingly established the slave system in Green Isle City to maintain his abilities.
If he wasn't cautious, he might unknowingly squander these valuable resources in unnecessary places.
Whether for commercial considerations or personal safety, it wasn't a suitable choice.
"Mr. Kingfisher!"
The group crossed another street.
One of Kingfisher's slaves suddenly turned back from the fight and shouted loudly to his master,
"The number of rebellious slaves here is decreasing!"
Decreasing? Kingfisher paused.
The current situation in Green Isle City was such that the further one went towards the outskirts, the more liberated slaves there were, and consequently, the more enemies they had to face.
Reaching this point, there was no possibility of reduced combat pressure.
"A trap?"
"Or did they sense my arrival and thus halt their plan, preparing to flee?"
Kingfisher's expression grew grave.
But at that very moment, the needle of fate reached the most critical mark.
Fear! Enthusiasm! Obsession!
In an instant, powerful emotions, accompanied by an irresistible Essence power, descended upon the street, engulfing everyone nearby.
The attack came without warning.
Within a thirty-meter radius.
Slaves in black robes knelt one by one.
They wailed in terror, roared in madness, and even as they expressed inexplicable emotions, their movements became uncontrolled, involuntarily harming themselves.
"..."
In the center of the group, the great merchant Kingfisher, a Six-Stage Awakened, couldn't escape this influence.
Or perhaps, this torrent of powerful emotions had him as its true target.
At this moment, all the great merchant could do was control his body to prevent self-harm; any other action would be futile.
"Emotions, Essence..."
"Six-Stage? No, impossible! A Six-Stage Awakened one could never possess such formidable power..."
Kingfisher's heart sank, and the more he thought about it, the more astonished he became.
The Awakened one, a Six-Stage Awakened with the essence of a merchant, simultaneously confirmed the other's power far beyond the sixth stage.
—A Seven-Stage Awakened.
Kingfisher was perplexed.
A Seven-Stage Awakened attacking Green Isle City was effortless; why create such a spectacle? Then, the great merchant recalled the teleportation courtyards in this world.
Although the place had fallen into disuse due to the absence of a Space Mage, the teleportation array itself was still functional.
As long as an Awakener with spatial abilities controlled it, the traditional array connecting to the Seven Seas Alliance could be restored!
Essence of emotions, the Seven Seas Alliance...
Could it be that the artists of the Seven Seas Alliance had come here to create something unreasonable? Was the liberation of the Law Knights in the city also a result of their interference?
The more Kingfisher thought about it, the more astonished he became.
He was facing a Seventh Stage artist.
Forget about trying to resist—even if he paid all the accumulated value, it would likely be difficult to escape with his life under the artist's power.
Clang—
At that moment, a golden light flashed across the street.
The merchant's physique was usually not much different from an ordinary person.
He realized the attack the instant it appeared, and the golden light had already led a figure to charge swiftly towards him, reaching Kingfisher in the blink of an eye.
"..."
"Alorn?!"
Kingfisher roared the other's name.
He didn't remember the details of Alorn's appearance, but the technique itself represented the other's identity.
As the grand merchant roared with difficulty.
The Law Sword of the Law Knight also arrived before him.
"Merciless, greedy one!"
"Seeking meager profits at the expense of others' happiness!"
The Law formed the rules to judge the guilty.
In the instant the sword blade touched his body, the last sound Kingfisher heard was the proclamation of the Law's power forming the rules:
"The sword of the Law, fulfilling the duty of blood for blood!"
The golden longsword, imbued with unmatched rule power, instantly sliced through the grand merchant's body.
This strike was Alorn's peak.
In addition to the burst of Essence techniques, he also had Xilude's abilities.
At this moment, Alorn exerted all his strength.
So after this strike, Alorn could barely stand and had to lean on his sword.
The golden light on the sword gradually faded, revealing the iron blade.
Alorn looked down at the merchant's body, which had been cut into two pieces, his expression even a little dazed.
Even with Xilude's assistance.
But a Sixth Stage grand merchant had been killed so easily by him?
"Alorn, run!"
At this moment, a loud shout came from the other end of the street.
Xilude lay on the ground, struggling to prop up her upper body, and shouted a reminder.
The previous Essence burst, which had shocked everyone, had caused the writer girl to completely lose control of her body.
The fate backlash of an Eighth Stage powerhouse had begun to corrupt her again.
Xilude's magic was also unable to control her legs, so she had to shout in this pitiful state to warn Alorn.
But after hearing the reminder, the Law Knight forced his will to squeeze out the already maxed-out Essence from the depths of his soul.
The sword's surface once again glowed with a weaker but particularly solid golden light.
Then he swung the sword towards the body, which had been cut into two pieces.
"You won't!"
Boom—
The sword failed to strike down.
Alorn's body flew backward like a ragdoll.
As the Law Knight's figure fell, the street under the dark night sky echoed with the desperate wails of the crowd.
A voice filled with ice-cold hostility emerged from the two halves of the grand merchant's body:
"All things have value."
(End of Chapter)
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