Chapter 97: Bloodthirsty Knight

  The intersection ahead has been sealed off, and the businesses on both sides of the street look bleak. Several soldiers are standing guard there, scrutinizing every passerby one by one. They're checking so strictly that it's a wonder if business can pick up at all.

  In the shadow of a street corner, Han Jin and others stood there, looking far away at the intersection, rushing past the sentry set up by several soldiers, and just a few hundred meters ahead was the city gate. The western city has four city gates, but only this northern gate is the most lax in defense, other places not only have high-ranking warriors, knights, but also mages, walking from that place is to seek death.

  "Charge over?" Mosike asked tentatively. If it were just those few soldiers, Mosike wouldn't even need to draw his sword to take them all down.

  "Wait a bit." Han Jin shook his head and said in a low voice, "Don't you think it's strange? Why is everywhere else so tense, but there's no one here? I feel... this is a trap!"

  "I also know that something is wrong here, but do we have any other choice?" Xian Ni'er said with a bitter smile: "If we leave from here, there's still a glimmer of hope. If we leave from somewhere else, we won't even be able to get out!"

  "Unless... we go back and wait?" Sasuke interjected.

  "No way!" Han Jin said: "I always have a bad feeling, West City... We absolutely cannot stay here, we must leave as soon as possible!"

  "Feeling?" Lei Zhe was taken aback, he thought this reason was a bit absurd, but he considered Han Jin to be his lifesaver, so in general, he wouldn't oppose Han Jin's opinions unless he felt that Han Jin was leading everyone down a dead end.

  "Raphael is a prophet, we must listen to him." Xanthe said calmly.

  "What else can be said?" Mo Xinkai said: "Firstly, we cannot go back. Secondly, we must leave the city, so let's rush out!"

  "We still have to wait." Han Jin shook his head and said, "I think... there should be someone who is more anxious than us."

  "Are you referring to those Dark Elves?" Xanier suddenly reacted.

  "Didn't Michelle hear about it? Those dark elves tried to break out of the city two nights ago, so urgently... there must be some reason."

  Just then a nearby bar opened its doors, and without considering whether it was time to drink or not, they discussed it briefly and headed towards the bar, as standing on the street for too long would be conspicuous.

  The bartender was surprised, rarely seeing people rush over to drink at noon, and even more so many people came, but there was no reason to push the business out. Several waitresses enthusiastically cleaned up a few tables and let Han Jin and others sit down.

  They ordered some wheat wine, and everyone took a sip, patiently gazing out the window at the commotion outside. Time passed bit by bit, and before long it was already afternoon. After several rounds of wheat wine, finally, on the other side of the street, several familiar figures appeared.

  Everyone couldn't help but take a look at Jin's progress, and unexpectedly his words really came true.

  Han Jin shrugged: "You don't have to look at me like that, I'm just guessing too."

  Those dark elves also saw the people inside the bar, but no one moved, they just silently stared at each other across the street.

  After a long time, a person walked out of the shadows, still dressed in black, with a pale face, but compared to before, his whole body was filled with a tired atmosphere.

  It was none other than the dark elf, Heir of Jalrakh.

  Hai Rour smiled, walked through the streets and into the bar, ignoring the approaching waitress, and sat down at Han Jin's table, looking at Xian Ni'er: "What are you guys doing here?"

  Xian Ni'er's eyes flashed with a hint of hatred, but she turned her head away instead.

  "We're not friends anymore, are we?" Haejul's eyes remained fixed on Xanthe.

  "Have we ever been friends?" Xanier sneered.

  Upon seeing Xian Ni Er's reaction, Hai Rou let out a sigh and was about to say something when Han Jin's voice rang out.

  "At least, we are not enemies." Han Jin raised his wine cup and smiled, speaking from the heart. Han Jin's impression of these dark elves was neither good nor bad, at least without any malice or hostility, because last time, the dark elves did not join forces with those vampires to attack them.

  Hai Ruo looked at Han Jin, smiled and nodded: "That's right, no matter what, at least here, we are not enemies, nor should we be. And... I saw your wanted poster, hehe..."

  Lei Zhe stretched out his hand and flicked it, a mug full of beer slid over, the beer inside was shaking violently, but somehow didn't spill.

  "Thanks." Hairy grabbed his wine glass and asked in a low voice, "Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

  "En." Han Jin nodded.

  Hai Ruo stared at Han Jin for a while before suddenly laughing: "You guys are waiting for us to take the lead, right?"

  "You misunderstood." Han Jin revealed a warm and fuzzy smile: "You also know, we have several non-combat members on our side, so we must be more cautious."

  "Is that so?" Hai Ruo's smile grew thicker: "Then when do you plan on waiting until?"

  "If there's a chance, we'll make a dash for it. If not, then we'll retreat." Han Jin said slowly: "This kind of thing can't be rushed."

  "I understand." Hai Rou nodded and said: "If... I can create an opportunity for you?"

  "What do you mean?" Han Jin asked in surprise.

  "It's simple, we'll charge forward, but our backs will be yours to cover."

  Han Jin couldn't help but look at Hai Rou'er in surprise, trying to find a hint of joking from her face, but what he saw was only exhaustion in her eyes.

  "Don't worry, no matter what happens, we won't take action against you in this situation." It was actually Xanier who spoke up, perhaps she was the only one here who barely understood Hailuol.

  "Deal." Haily smiled and extended her hand.

  Xian Ni'er turned her head to the other side and hung Hai Rou there, Han Jin had no choice but to stretch out his hand and exchange a blow with Hai Rou.

  Hai Ruo didn't say another word, striding out of the bar and heading straight for the sentry post in front. The several dark elves across the street hastily followed behind him.

  "This spirit... is quite impressive!" Lei Zhe said in a low voice.

  "Hmm..." Xian Ni'er smiled faintly: "You'll soon see a more powerful side of her."

  "Didn't she realize something was off up ahead?" Sasori asked in surprise.

  "She knew, so... Lei Zhe was right, she's quite bold." Han Jin casually tossed two gold coins onto the table and walked towards the door.

  The soldiers at the checkpoint had already seen Hei Yu and others, they were going to catch the dark elf and those wanted criminals. Hei Yu's attire was too eye-catching, the soldiers immediately became vigilant and shouted: "Halt! All of you halt!"

  Haiyue's feet didn't stop moving, and with a raised hand, an arrow was shot out. One of the soldiers suddenly flew backward, his body crashing into the wooden railing, followed by a loud thud as he fell to the ground.

  A burst of bowstring sound, and the remaining soldiers at the checkpoint almost fell to the ground simultaneously. The passing crowd was immediately thrown into chaos.

  It just so happened that Hailu had seven dark elves, and there were also seven soldiers on the other side of the checkpoint who were responsible for checking pedestrians. With just one round of simultaneous shooting, all the soldiers fell to the ground. This proved that Hailu's team of elves had very strong coordination skills, no matter how the enemy was positioned, they knew exactly who their target was and would not make the mistake of repeatedly killing the same person.

  The dark elves accelerated at the same time, passing through the sentry post and rushing straight towards the city gate.

  Suddenly, a loud crash was heard, and the two large doors of a shop on the left side of the street flew out and slammed towards Haier and others. This attack, of course, could not harm the dark elves, and in the flash of shadows, Haier and others dodged to the side, raised their hands, and another arrow was shot, hitting a heavily armored warrior who had just jumped out of the door, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.

  One door after another was knocked open, and countless warriors rushed out from inside, shouting and pressing towards Hai Rou'er, among whom were also several high-ranking swordsmen and knights.

  Several dark elves' movements suddenly changed, becoming elegant and varied. They didn't seem to be fighting, but rather dancing, with light postures, yet the arrows they shot out were extremely ferocious. Every time they paused, several warriors in front would fly out and fall, disrupting the formation behind them. No matter how sturdy the armor worn by those warriors was, under the dark elves' arrows, it seemed as fragile as paper. The arrows flew out, and people died; not a single shot was wasted.

  A few dark elves, facing a group of warriors' charge, actually drew an invisible line of life and death with the longbows in their hands. Those who crossed it would surely die!

  A magician had just poked his head out from the rooftop when Hailuo and others, as if they had been waiting for half a day, turned around in unison, and seven powerful arrows shot out. The magician hadn't even had time to release his magic before his magical shield instantly collapsed, and he let out a miserable cry as he disappeared from the rooftop.

  From the outbreak of the battle to now, the dark elves have been pressing step by step. Every time they shoot a round of arrows, they will take two small steps forward. The group of warriors on the opposite side has already become a mess, either being knocked down by strong arrows or being knocked down by their own companions. Moreover, the coordination between those elves is extremely tacit, and one round of arrows must knock down seven people. As for that group of warriors, even if they add up together, there are only more than 100 people, which is not enough to watch.

  Just then, a knight clad in dark heavy armor appeared at the forefront, swinging his left arm with a dark blue shield emblazoned with a lion's head, effortlessly knocking away the arrows shot at him. His right hand held a war spear with an eerie black and red color, and as he emerged, a thick bloody aura spread out in all directions.

  "Gerald!" Hylah stopped abruptly, her voice sounding unusually hoarse.

  "Hmph......" Gerald's face was covered with an iron mask, his expression couldn't be seen, only a mocking sound like metal clashing could be heard: "Haiyue, seeing me, aren't you very disappointed?"