I have a city in another world

Chapter 6880 Fierce Battle in the Dead of Night

Yves, who had just been promoted to a formal wizard and was filled with surging fighting spirit, suddenly froze on the spot.

Watching the formal wizard killed by the flames in an instant, Yves felt a chill run down his spine.

Yves wasn't entirely sure of the opponent's cultivation level, but he knew that the enemy wizard was definitely stronger than himself.

However, such a cultivator was instantly killed, without even a chance to escape.

The cruel and cold death instantly jolted Yves awake, making him realize that he was not as strong as he had imagined.

How should I dodge that flash of fire?

The answer that flashed through his mind made Yves tremble, yet he had to admit a result.

There is no way to avoid it.

Faced with such an attack, he had no way to avoid it; death was the only outcome.

Seeing the dazzling flash of fire, and searching for other targets, Yves quickly drew a weapon.

In such a one-sided battle, victory is only a matter of time; the enemy simply cannot stand a chance against that single spark of fire.

One cannot stand idly by; one must actively participate in the battle. To refuse such readily offered credit is simply a sign of mental instability.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yves kept firing sniper shots, taking down several enemies in succession.

When someone discovered his whereabouts and attempted to retaliate, Yves used his advantages as a formal wizard to elusive and unpredictable movements in the forest.

As a formal wizard, he was not as weak as one might imagine; he completely overwhelmed mercenaries in battle.

There were other cultivators in the enemy ranks, but they were mostly apprentices.

Wizards are not commonplace; being able to send one or two to fight alongside mercenaries is already a considerable luxury.

With the leader wizard killed, the enemy mercenaries are in chaos and are now running around aimlessly in the forest.

Their only thought was to escape the battle and get as far away as possible.

At the same time, he secretly regretted that if he had known the enemy was so powerful, he would never have followed them into battle.

The battle in the forest quickly turned into a chase, and the crisis was quietly resolved.

In another direction, a mercenary group was quietly approaching the watermill.

The crows circling in the sky guided the operatives, and dark figures silently approached under the cover of night.

As screams echoed through the forest, growing increasingly intense, this group was also discovered by the elves.

Seeing the approaching enemy, an elf hidden in a tree could not contain his hatred and locked onto the target's head, opening fire immediately.

With a gunshot, the enemy's head was blown off.

The silence between the two sides was broken, and the battle began instantly, with bullets flying towards the watermill.

The old, worn-out waterwheel was hit by bullets, yet its operation remained unaffected.

After the battle began, the elves quickly fired bullets from their guns, continuously shooting at the approaching targets.

The elves weren't particularly familiar with their weapons, but their innate abilities made them sharpshooters.

The target moving in the dark was clearly seen by them and was not affected by the dark environment at all.

After advancing to the extraordinary level, the five senses are greatly enhanced, and the body will quickly respond to any thought that arises. The only thing that holds back is the weapon's firing rate.

A group of enemies attempting a sneak attack were stopped by a bunch of rookie soldiers. Not only were they unable to get close to the watermill, they also suffered considerable casualties in a short period of time.

The leader of the monks in charge was furious. He immediately released several strange birds, each carrying a specially made bomb, and they flew towards the watermill.

He planned to bombard the watermill from the air to destroy its defenses, and then launch a strong attack.

Several strange birds spread their wings and took flight, but they didn't expect that just as they took off, they heard a gunshot coming from the watermill.

The lead monstrous bird was shot and exploded into a bloody mist, its severed claws still clutching the bomb as it fell directly onto the enemy's position. With a deafening roar, two enemies were blasted away, lying on the ground, charred and howling in agony.

The other strange birds also succumbed to the locked attack and were shot dead at almost the same time.

The cultivator in charge of controlling the strange bird was filled with shock and anger, never expecting his methods to be so easily broken.

As he was muttering curses under his breath, he suddenly saw a dark shadow rise into the sky above the watermill.

I don't know what it was, but it flew to the overhead area in an instant, and then beams of light shot down.

The bombing was accompanied by terrified curses and screams, throwing the entire unit into chaos.

"Damn it, this is a mind-controlled drone. Where did the enemy get such advanced gadgets?"

The attacking group of enemies recognized the origin of the black shadows darting through the air; they were clearly a high-level alchemical weapon.

Upon its appearance, this high-end weapon immediately displayed overwhelming power, causing the attackers to flee in terror.

Ashe left a few people to defend, while the rest joined the pursuit, trying to eliminate more enemies.

The main purpose of the defense was to prevent Tang Zhen from getting hurt. No matter how long the battle went on, Aishe had to stay by Tang Zhen's side.

The elven girl witnessed Tang Zhen launch a drone, which then slaughtered the enemy, leaving them crying out in despair.

Aisha didn't recognize drones, but she knew that what Tang Zhen took out was definitely not an ordinary item.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the enemy who tried to launch a sneak attack was defeated, and then it was time for a fierce pursuit.

Her tribesmen, who had little combat experience, returned one after another quickly.

Do not pursue a desperate enemy; if we continue the pursuit, it will inevitably be the elves who suffer.

Experienced mercenaries could easily set traps during their escape and turn the tables on the pursuing elves.

The battle in the forest was nearing its end, and Yves quickly returned after cleaning up the battlefield.

Yves did not pursue the fleeing enemies or the mysterious burning iron chain any further.

He knew very well that he should not be overly curious, and even less should he be greedy for quick success or act rashly, otherwise he would only bring trouble upon himself.

Upon returning to the watermill, they learned that a battle had just taken place there, and that a group of enemies attempting to ambush them had been repelled.

After confirming that there were no problems, Yves immediately went to another battlefield, carefully inspected it, and then returned.

He didn't see the drone, but he was able to make a judgment based on the traces at the scene, confirming that the battle was a one-sided crushing defeat.

This enemy attack allowed Tang Zhen to once again demonstrate new and powerful methods that were both impressive and surprising.

Yves, who had been worried about being unable to cope with the retaliatory attacks from the slave-trapping group, was now completely relieved.

He may not have powerful means to deal with retaliatory attacks from enemies, but Tang Zhen has enough trump cards to ensure that he can turn danger into safety at critical moments.

The outbreak of this battle means that this place is no longer suitable for staying, and we must move to a safe location as soon as possible.

Otherwise, more enemies will gather in the coming days, and battles will continue to unfold.

This will not only cause trouble for oneself, but will also affect the villagers, resulting in the injury or death of innocent people.

As a practitioner, one does not value the lives of ordinary people too much, but one is not truly indifferent either.

Especially during the day, they would have meals and dances together, and they got along very well.

Unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to involve these innocent villagers and let them lose their lives in confusion.

The group left the watermill to search for the vehicle the enemy had used when they arrived.

A dozen large transport trucks were found on the roadside several kilometers outside the village, with drivers waiting and guarding the area.

After a few gunshots, Yves drove one of the transport trucks, carrying everyone, and sped off into the distance.