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Bauhinia Continent.

Near the Blackstone Tribe.

this day.

The blood-red sun hangs high in the sky.

Purple mist permeated the wasteland.

Raven, dressed in standard black armor and carrying a seemingly ordinary longsword, followed at the back of the group.

Today is a routine patrol.

The patrol area covers Blackwind Valley, a thousand miles outside the tribe.

The terrain here is complex, with jagged rocks, and bandits often roam around.

"Cheer up, everyone!"

Sak's impatient roar came from ahead.

"The team next door got wiped out here last month, losing three mid-level gods."

"Anyone who holds us back, I'll chop them up first!"

Sak cursed and swore as he cautiously scanned his surroundings with his divine sense.

Raven kept his head down, his expression calm.

But his powerful soul force had already spread out silently.

"boom!"

Just as the team reached the center of the canyon.

The rock walls on both sides suddenly cracked open.

Dozens of divine rays of different colors poured down like a storm.

"Enemy attack!"

"defense!"

Sack reacted fairly quickly.

He immediately erected a yellowish-brown divine power shield.

But the other team members weren't so lucky.

The two mid-level gods at the forefront were cut to pieces by several wind blades before they could even scream.

The divine essence was thrown into the air, and the corpse fell to the ground.

"kill!"

The shouts of battle were deafening.

A group of ragged but menacing bandits rushed out from the pile of rocks.

There were more than fifty people.

The leader was a bald, burly man, shirtless, with his body covered in grotesque skull tattoos.

It is a mid-level god.

Judging from the murderous aura emanating from him, he was clearly a ruthless character who had spent years licking blood from the edge of a knife.

"You bastards of the Blackrock Tribe, leave the Inkstone and the spatial ring behind!"

"Otherwise, you die!"

The bald, burly man laughed wildly.

His giant axe, wielding the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, hurtled straight toward Sak.

He believes in capturing the leader first.

The remaining bandits pounced on Raven and his men like hungry wolves.

"court death!"

Sak was also furious.

He produced a spiked club and faced the bald, burly man.

A chaotic battle erupted instantly.

Raven was on the edge of the battle.

Three robbers set their sights on him.

Two lower-ranking gods and one middle-ranking god.

In their eyes, this thin and weak guy who always shrank back was an easy target.

"Kid."

May you be reborn into a better family in your next life!

The mid-level god-thief grinned maliciously.

The spear in his hand transformed into a venomous snake, piercing straight for Raven's brow.

The tip of the spear gleamed with a green light, clearly indicating that it had been coated with a potent poison.

Raven stood still, motionless.

They seemed to be completely terrified.

Just when the tip of the spear was only three inches from his brow.

Raven moved.

There was no earth-shattering grandeur, nor any dazzling magical light and shadow.

He simply raised his hand and swung his sword.

The movements were incredibly fast.

puff!

A soft sound.

The smile on the face of the mid-level god-thief froze.

A thin line of blood, as fine as a hair, appeared on his throat.

Quick, accurate, ruthless.

Even the poisoned spear was cut off.

"How... is this possible..."

The robber clutched his neck, blood gushing from between his fingers.

He couldn't understand how this seemingly harmless kid could possess such terrifying swordsmanship.

The other two lower-level divine bandits were completely terrified.

He turned around and tried to run away.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

Raven's voice was soft, yet it clearly reached their ears.

Swish!Swish!

Two afterimages flashed by.

Two heads shot into the sky.

Raven walked forward expressionlessly.

soon.

Three more corpses appeared inside Raven's spatial ring.

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The enemies you kill yourself are your spoils of war.

"Oh!"

"These are good things."

Raven chuckled softly, then vanished from the spot like a ghost.

I've been a member of the patrol team for six months now.

This was the first time he had ever encountered robbers.

Raven naturally wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by.

On the battlefield, screams of agony rose and fell.

But most of these screams came from the bandits.

Raven did not display overwhelming strength.

He was like a shrewd assassin, moving through the chaotic battlefield.

They specifically target lone or injured robbers.

Moreover, every single attack is guaranteed to be a fatal blow.

After killing the person, he conveniently collected the body.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Several more corpses of god-level powerhouses appeared inside Raven's spatial ring.

"Boom!"

A loud bang followed.

Sack and the bald giant separated.

Both of them were injured.

Sack's shoulder had been cleaved by an axe, and blood was gushing out.

The bald, burly man was in an even worse state; a section of his chest had caved in, and his breathing was disordered.

Upon seeing this.

Raven narrowed his eyes.

Where has that bald, burly man gone?

Although Sak is a high-ranking god who has refined a divine essence.

But a superior god is a superior god.

The bald, burly man, a mid-level god, was able to fight Sak to such an extent.

This is enough to prove that the bald giant is not an ordinary mid-level god, and may have already begun to integrate the profound mysteries of the laws.

just.

Since the opponent is no match for Sak.

That means that the other party's laws are profound and have not been completely integrated.

after all.

Raven is a mid-level god.

However, he completely integrated the profound mysteries of the two water-based laws.

If it was him who fought with Sack.

Raven was absolutely confident that he could easily defeat Sack.

Just then.

The bald, burly man looked around.

"This idea is too difficult, let's retreat!"

He noticed that more than half of his men were missing.

The bald, burly man immediately felt a desire to back down.

"Trying to run away?"

Sak roared.

As a high-ranking god, he was injured by a mid-ranking god.

This infuriated Sack.

He charged straight at the bald, burly man, sweeping his long staff across him.

"Get out of here!"

The bald, burly man's eyes flashed with ferocity as he swung his giant axe and cleaved it down.

however.

Sack did not dodge.

The long staff in his hand glowed with a layer of misty water vapor.

The fog is enigmatic and mysterious!

The bald, burly man only felt a blur before his eyes.

Sack's figure suddenly multiplied into more than a dozen, each one indistinguishable from the real one.

In that instant of his daze...

puff!

The long stick smashed down on the bald man's head.

A divine essence radiating an earthy yellow light fell from the bald, burly man's body.

"In your next life, remember not to be a robber."

Sack flicked his wrist.

Like Raven, he casually picked up the bald man's corpse.

The bald, burly man was the leader of this gang of robbers.

This guy must have a lot of good stuff on him.

the other side.

The bald, burly man was killed.

The morale of the remaining bandits plummeted.

In less than fifteen minutes.

The battle was now completely over.

"Clean up the battlefield and return to camp!"

Sak gave the order.

The group began to skillfully loot the spoils.

Raven also joined in.

But he wasn't particularly interested in those inkstones and magical artifacts.

What he always wanted were the corpses of those god-level powerhouses.

It is precisely because of this.

After the others pulled the robber's body off.

Raven would then appear there and casually collect the robber's corpse.

In such a situation...

Although the others found it strange, they didn't say anything.

after all.

They were genuinely uninterested in the robbers' corpses.