Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

Feng Kun stared intently into Jiang Chuan's eyes, trying to find a trace of bluffing.

"good!"

He abruptly shoved his dagger into its sheath at his waist, making a crisp metallic clang: "I've been fighting in the North for over a decade, and I've never been challenged by a level 42 rookie. Tell me, how do you think we'll even compete?"

"The rules are simple: whoever takes down the stronghold first and returns here wins. If you win, I'll hand over the position of captain to you on the spot. I'll handle things with the higher-ups myself, and I won't implicate anyone."

Feng Kun's pupils contracted slightly.

This bet is too big. The position of captain is a position that many people have coveted for years, and this kid actually used it as a bet?

"What if I lose?"

Feng Kun asked in a deep voice.

"Losing is also very simple."

Jiang Chuan looked at him calmly and said, "From now on, when I speak, you only need to answer yes or no. Stop babbling on like a woman!"

Feng Kun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

He laughed so hard that tears almost welled up in his eyes. After he finished laughing, he slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Fine! That's satisfying! I admire guys like you who have guts! Whether you're really capable or just bragging, I admit you have the guts!"

The surrounding veterans also joined in the clamor.

Some people slammed their fists on the table, while others whistled, their expressions shifting from disdain to a kind of savage excitement.

Although these elite soldiers had bad tempers and sharp tongues, deep down they respected people with guts. Jiang Chuan's suggestion, though extremely arrogant, did indeed hit their sweet spot.

"etc."

Chu Qiuci suddenly spoke up: "Attack on the outpost is no child's play. You two are going out of the city alone. What if something unexpected happens..."

"Captain Chu."

Feng Kun waved his hand dismissively: "Since this Captain Jiang dared to bring it up, it means he has the confidence. When have we Raptors ever been afraid of this?"

"Besides, I, Feng Kun, have been in the Northern Territory for over a decade. If I didn't even have this much skill, I would have been eaten to the bone by the zombie dogs long ago."

Chu Qiuci was silent for a few seconds, then slowly looked at Jiang Chuan: "Captain Jiang, are you really confident?"

She wasn't worried about whether Jiang Chuan would die.

Instead, they are worried.

The trouble that will follow the death of this "gilded" candidate for general.

Jiang Chuan didn't say much, he just nodded slightly.

Chu Qiuci gave him a deep look.

There was no further obstruction: "The fortress's intelligence system will monitor the movements of both strongholds in real time. Once it is confirmed that a stronghold has been destroyed, we will receive feedback immediately."

"Before you set off, go to the armory to replenish your equipment. Remember, if you encounter any uncontrollable danger, signal to evacuate immediately. Your life is more important than your pride."

"clear."

Feng Kun responded, then turned to Jiang Chuan: "Captain Jiang, I, Feng Kun, never take advantage of others. You choose first, the east side or the west side?"

"Either is fine, I'll take whatever you leave out."

Feng Kun didn't stand on ceremony and grinned, "The eastern part is mine. I even led a team to scout that stronghold last month, so I know the terrain well."

"OK."

The two left the command room one after the other.

A biting wind, carrying snowflakes the size of goose feathers, lashed at Feng Kun's face. He subconsciously squinted, but saw Jiang Chuan ahead of him walking without stopping, heading directly towards the fortress wall.

The wind and snow lashed at him as if hitting an invisible wall, not even disturbing the wrinkles in his clothes.

A few minutes later.

The watchtower on the north side of the fortress wall was already crowded with people.

Almost the entire Raptors commando team poured out, and even Chu Qiuci stood at the highest point of the observation deck.

All eyes were fixed on the young figure on the city wall. The wind and snow were so heavy that they almost covered half the sky, but Jiang Chuan stood there, his figure as straight as a spear.

"Timer begins."

Chu Qiuci's voice came from the observation platform.

The moment the words left his mouth, Feng Kun's figure had already transformed into a gray shadow, skimming across the snow at high speed like a ghost.

The speed of a level 75 assassin left a long trail of snow on the snowy ground, and the snow in its path was swept up by the shockwave and flew everywhere.

In the blink of an eye.

Then it disappeared into the northern snowstorm.

"Old Feng's speed has increased again."

On the lookout tower, someone whispered in admiration: "Last time, he infiltrated behind enemy lines for a full half month. When he returned, he used his military merits to directly exchange for a piece of dark gold equipment, which greatly improved his strength."

"Damn it, my military merits are more than enough to buy legendary equipment! Those sons of bitches in the Ministry of Works are always making excuses and dragging their feet; it's been almost half a year!"

"Why is that kid still standing there?"

All eyes turned to Jiang Chuan at the same time.

He remained standing at the edge of the city wall, showing no intention of leaving.

"Captain Jiang."

Chu Qiuci's voice came from above, "Aren't you going to set off? Feng Kun has already left, and you're at least three and a half minutes behind!"

Jiang Chuan turned around and glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What's wrong with giving him three minutes?"

Then he turned back and took a deep breath.

next second.

A deafening explosion rang out from the city wall.

Jiang Chuan's feet created a spiderweb-like crater in the ground of the city wall, and he was launched out like a cannonball.

boom!!

The straight blast of air tore a visible hole in the snowstorm.

Before anyone could react, Jiang Chuan's figure had already disappeared into the snowy horizon of the north.

The observation tower was completely silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the snow-covered void that was slowly closing up.

What was that just now?

How could a human possibly unleash that level of speed?

Even if Chu Qiuci, at the eighth level, sprinted at full speed, he wouldn't have trampled the ground like that!

Chu Qiuci stared intently in the direction where Jiang Chuan had disappeared, a noticeable tremor appearing on her usually indifferent face for the first time.

That was indeed the aura of level 42, but the power that burst forth in an instant made even her, an eighth-level cultivator, feel a strong sense of palpitation!

……

Western outpost.

It is 83 miles from the Iron Wall Fortress.

The Corpse Dog Clan has stationed three hundred elite members here, led by a centurion at the peak of the seventh rank.

This outpost has existed for nearly twenty years, specifically responsible for harassing the human race's supply lines in the north.

The border troops organized several encirclement and suppression campaigns.

All their efforts were in vain due to the complex terrain and the rapid reinforcements from the Corpse Dog Clan.

The centurion of the Corpse Dog Clan was dozing by the fire in the center of the stronghold.

Although it was cold in the snow, the Corpse Dog Clan's thick fur was naturally resistant to the cold, while the human race's fighting ability was greatly reduced in such weather, so it felt safe today.

No one would be foolish enough to attack a heavily guarded outpost during a blizzard.

It guarded this place for more than three years.

I have some experience with that.

however.

Experience is meant to be broken.

The Corpse Dog Clan sentry standing guard by the campfire suddenly felt the wind and snow overhead darken for a moment.

It instinctively raised its head and saw a dense cluster of silvery-white specks of light faintly emerging amidst the swirling snowflakes.

Those points of light rapidly magnified in its pupils, growing from the size of a pinhead to the size of a fist, and from the size of a fist to streaks of shooting stars with long tails!

Starfall!!

boom!!

The arrows formed from starlight were like a silver rain pouring down from the sky, covering the entire stronghold in a fraction of a second!

A silvery-white light exploded in the wind and snow.

Screams echoed throughout the room.

The dull thud of arrows piercing flesh echoed throughout the stronghold.

Before the Corpse Dog Clan centurion could even stand up from the fire, a starlight arrow pierced his head.

Those deep red vertical pupils held a final trace of bewilderment before death.

It never understood how a peak seventh-tier royal bloodline could be instantly killed without even a chance to react.

The silvery-white light lasted for less than half a minute in the stronghold.

When the light fades away.

The entire stronghold had been reduced to a desolate ruin.

The ground was littered with the remains of the Corpse Dog Clan, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burning.

Jiang Chuan stood in the center of the stronghold, holding the Nine Luminaries Star Bow in one hand, with two gems on the bow shining brightly.

He slightly raised his eyelids and glanced around. After confirming that there were no survivors, he put away the Nine Star Bow and reported the battle situation to the fortress through the communication device.

Meanwhile, in the command center of the Iron Wall Fortress, the light screen monitoring the western outpost had changed from red to green.

A line of small print next to it reads: "Target base confirmed destroyed."

The staff officers in the command room looked at each other, their mouths agape. How long had it been since they set off?

Excluding the time spent traveling to and from the outpost, how long did it actually take him to capture the stronghold?

One minute?

Half a minute?

One person wiped out a stronghold garrisoned with over two hundred elite Corpse Dogs—is that even human speed?!