An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth

Chapter 177 An Eye for an Eye, a Teeth for a Teeth (Part 2)

Soon, Jonas and Gareth arrived at the room where the teleportation array was located.

"Hurry up! Recharge the magic power quickly!"

Gareth urged the mage on duty in the room to take action.

However, the monk remained seated in his chair, as if he hadn't heard him speak.

"What's wrong with you?"

Gareth got angry and stepped forward to yell at the mage, only to be surprised to find a thin red line on the mage's neck.

bump!

With a slight movement, the monk's head rolled to the ground.

Gareth's face turned as white as paper.

"Ah! This, this is!"

"This is a surprise for you~"

Suddenly, a figure darted out from the corner of the room, transforming in mid-air into a ferocious, scarlet monster, grinning as it charged straight at Gareth!

"No! Get away from me! I'm a Grand Duke—I—uh!"

Gareth couldn't dodge in time and was pierced through the chest by the monster's claws, which ripped out his still-beating heart!

He stared wide-eyed at his heart, unable to believe this was his end.

However, reality is reality.

The next second, the body fell to the ground, and the new Grand Duke Gareth Gunther followed in his brother's footsteps!

Jonas then witnessed the entire scene.

"Gods above! You...you're a member of the Killing Order! The Killing Order has entered the city too?"

He recognized the monster and immediately tried to retreat in a panic.

The prince's guards rushed forward, temporarily stopping the terrifying butcher, and escorted the prince out of the room where the teleportation array was located while fighting and retreating.

Once outside, Jonas recovered somewhat.

But soon, more shouts of killing came from the nearby corridors, causing fear to spread even more in his heart.

Without a doubt, the Killing Order is in league with the orcs and has infiltrated the inner city!

How many are there? Can we withstand it?

Damn it! Iron Abyss City is truly doomed now!

At least the teleportation array in front of him is unusable! And he just happened to be without a teleportation scroll on him!

If this drags on any longer, the orcs outside might break down the door, and then—

He will die then!

Just like Gareth just now! He will die!

As a prince, Jonas had always lived a life of luxury. Although he had faced fierce enemies, he had never been in danger or confronted them on his own.

In the past, he had always been under the perfect protection of the imperial soldiers.

But at this moment, that protection is gone.

He had to face the danger that could kill him.

must----

No! No! I can't die! I'm a prince! I want to become emperor and rule an entire country!

I have to escape!

But...where else can we escape? If the teleportation array doesn't work—that's right, there's the East Gate and the North Gate! Leave the inner city, then ride a fast horse out through the East Gate and the North Gate! The orcs can't catch us!

Upon further reflection, Marcus was now obsessed with the ruins, Isabella was still trying to fight to the death, and only he was certain that the city was about to fall, trying to escape—

If he's the only one who survives in the end, wouldn't he have no competitors?

Haha! That's right! That's exactly it!

Jonas had a sudden inspiration and immediately ordered his guards, somewhat frantically, to take him to the wall on the north side of the inner city.

There is a small door here.

He ordered the guards to open the small door, ran out from there, and headed straight for the outer city gate to the north.

After he left, the small door remained open, and no one remembered to close it again.

In less than half an hour, the main force of the orcs surrounded them. They failed to gain any advantage in the direction that Isabella was heavily defending, so they turned around and circled the inner city, trying to find a weak point.

Then they saw this small door—

the other side.

"Richard, now that things have come to this, let's fight side by side!"

Inside the courtyard, William reached out his hand to Richard.

The mercenaries standing nearby didn't recognize William, and seeing his attitude, they assumed he was Richard's friend.

Jerry immediately laughed, "Great! Since it's someone you know, Richard, he must be a reliable and strong person! Now our chances of breaking out are much greater!"

Richard blinked.

A reliable strongman—or so he seems?

Tsk.

He exchanged a glance with William, then flashed a warm, fiery smile, grasped William's hand, and said, "William, you're right. In this time of crisis, let's forget the past and fight side by side!"

Then he turned around, his back to William, and said, "Gentlemen, the orcs have temporarily left this area. We can use the buildings as cover to sneak into the inner city—"

Before he could finish speaking...

Seeing that everyone was looking at Richard, William suddenly pulled out a scroll, tore it open, and released a fireball that blasted towards Richard's back!

However, almost at the same time, Richard also turned around abruptly and used his silver-sharp language on William!

At that moment, the two former teammates launched a sneak attack on each other simultaneously!

"I knew it! You monk/poet, you're up to no good!"

boom!

Thanks to his high agility and ability to see behind him, Richard dodged in time, sidestepping the fireball.

Although William on the other side was hit by the Silver Light Whisper and his magic power was running rampant, he still managed to open his dimensional bag in time, allowing countless black tentacles to emerge from it!

These tentacles are covered with ominous dark energy, and when they emerge, they sweep across the surroundings like a storm!

"Why are you two fighting?"

"What the hell is this thing?"

The nearby mercenaries were initially startled by the two men's actions, and then attacked by the tentacles, causing chaos in the process.

Richard immediately unleashed a flurry of actions, replenishing his Vajra Shield and then summoning the spirit wolves to pounce and tear at the tentacles.

He yelled at Jerry, "This William isn't a friend, he's an enemy! You guys aren't strong enough; you'd better keep your distance!"

William snorted coldly.

You even said I wasn't a friend. Is being friends really what you want in your heart?

Why did you appear behind me tonight?

I can't sleep soundly until I kill the other party!

So Richard, you should just die!

I didn't want to make a move tonight, but what can you expect when opportunity always comes with the unexpected?

You've been fighting the orcs all the way; your magic must be almost depleted, right? And that powerful warrior who always followed you—he's not here anymore either.

The shadow has fallen, and now is your most vulnerable moment!

There couldn't be a better time!

William's eyes widened, and he unleashed another wall of fire at Richard.

Then he opened the dimensional bag again and took out Wu Shao's skull.

After silently reciting a spell, the skull floated in the air, and with a creaking sound, it grew a complete body, as well as a pair of extra arms, with thin bone spurs replacing the hands.

Richard first used a spell to dispel magic, using his 22 points of Charisma to forcefully dispel the Fire Wall spell, which was one level higher.

Then he squinted and examined closely the large skeleton soldiers that had sprung from the skull.

Ugh, it's so ugly.

William really did learn necromancy, which makes his crime even more serious.

No, the name under this Eye of Insight—

"The skull of Wushao? Wushao?"

Richard raised an eyebrow, remembering that it was the name of the thief in the squad who was thought to have died at the beginning.

Now that this name appears here, it means that—

"Hmm? How did you figure that out?"

William was suspicious of Richard's overly well-informed intelligence, but he immediately grinned maliciously, "Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore. You're right, I killed that guy!"

"After leaving the Dragon's Lair, I still felt I hadn't obtained enough treasure. Coincidentally, I discovered that Wushao was afraid of being targeted after returning to the city and wanted to sneak away alone. I seized this opportunity, killed him in the wilderness, and took his share!"

"It was thanks to this double treasure that I was able to return to the Empire with honor and begin a new career—"

Richard sighed.

Logically speaking, Wushao should also be on his revenge list, but when he thought that the guy had fallen into the hands of his teammates just like him, and had even been turned into an undead creature, he couldn't help but sigh.

"William, to be honest, every time I talk to you, you become more disgusting than before."

"Ha, as long as I keep climbing, I don't care what you people think of me—now, please, like Wushao, become my stepping stone!"

William sneered, made the last gesture, and unleashed his long-awaited ultimate move.

This is a spell he created using knowledge he learned from the Lord of Impermanence, Comius, called the Mist of Impermanence. Although it is still a 4th-tier spell, its power is greater than many 5th-tier spells!

He believed that with this move, he could definitely defeat the poet before him who had little magic left!

opposite.

Richard saw several plumes of thick, grayish-white fog gushing out from William's sleeves.

The mist first spread to the surrounding area, completely scaring away the mercenaries who had originally intended to help. Then it adhered to Richard's diamond shield, corroding the shield at a visible speed.

Then, the mist enveloped the skeleton soldier that had been formed from the black-sheathed skull, causing his pale bones to shimmer with an eerie light.

Richard curled his lip.

Is it a type of terrain magic that continuously weakens the opponent and strengthens one's own side?

Flashy and gaudy.

He took a deep breath, completely ignoring the increasingly thick fog around him, silently drew his one-handed sword, activated a powerful spell, and then—

Steel! Wind! Slash!

He unleashed the strongest 5th-tier magic he possessed, transforming into a streak of light and vanishing from the spot!

Immediately, countless powerful force field slashes struck the skeleton soldier, instantly cutting the terrifying monster into six or seven pieces!

And this was just the beginning; the next moment, even more strikes came at William.

The latter sensed something was wrong and quickly activated all the protective measures he had taken.

Shields, rings, spell scrolls—everything was shattered in the blink of an eye.

However, these things did have some effect, and in the end, William was only slashed in the shoulder and thigh, but managed to save his life.

But before he could even catch his breath, Richard used the teleportation effect of Steel Wind Slash to appear behind him.

"you!"

"They noticed too slowly~"

Richard grinned and, to William's astonishment, unleashed the unique, wild sword dance technique, a skill reserved for sword geniuses.

The sword flashed coldly, slicing open William's chest and neck, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

The monk's body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He was speechless and could only stare wide-eyed at Richard, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He recognized the spell from before; it was undoubtedly a level 5 Steel Wind Slash.

This guy is strong enough to unleash a level 5 spell?

He's clearly a poet, yet his mastery of magic is even stronger than that of a mage.

After fighting the orcs all this way, how come he still has enough magic power and stamina to cast such complex magic?

Has the gap between him and this guy really gotten that big?

Damn it! How is this possible!

"Ah, William, it's time. If you still wish to turn the tide, now become one with me—"

Just then, William heard Comusci's whisper in his ear.

As the black tentacles gradually enveloped his entire body, he no longer resisted, nor was he able to resist in any way.

After all, this was his only option.

Richard, I'll let you—wait, wait!

Why did the tentacles retreat again?

"I was prepared for this!"

Richard grinned and shook the Blessing Incense Burner in his hand. He had kept it with him ever since he modified it with lace.

This is all for this moment!

As the resin in the incense burner continued to burn, the fragrance, carrying the power of order, wafted around.

The once terrifying tentacles lost their power and shrunk to less than one-tenth of their original size.

Richard stepped forward and stomped on it, flattening it.

Then he turned his head and quietly looked down at William.

William could no longer look at Richard and slowly closed his eyes.

He lost.

The other party was well prepared.

He lost completely, both in terms of strength and intelligence.

Pfft!

Richard plunged his sword in one last stroke, severing the head of his former teammate, then grabbed it by the hair and placed it side by side with the skull of the black-stripped man who had just been cut off.

"Farewell, you two."

With this, the feud between the Starlight Swords team was finally settled, and Richard's pent-up frustration was completely released.

However, he did not indulge in it for long.

After all, besides revenge, he has other important matters to attend to right now.

Recalling Grace and Isabella, whose fate was also unknown, Richard turned and left the scene.

Jerry and the other mercenaries were gathered outside the courtyard. Seeing Richard emerge, they asked, "Is that guy dead?"

"Um."

Richard looked around and saw that the orcs who had been scared away by the red dragon were now approaching again. He said, "We should get going too. Hiding here is a dead end. Reaching the inner city as soon as possible is our only way to survive!"

"Understood, we'll listen to you!"

Jerry, along with his mercenaries, followed behind Richard.

The group got ready and charged out of the courtyard gate!

at the same time.

In the inner city.

Isabella was surprised to find that the orcs had somehow appeared inside.

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