Don't move, it's a robbery!

Endless fog swept through the slums like a tidal wave. Attacks blocking my way were blocked with "Elegant Glacier," and sand bandits were eliminated with Rabbit Knife. I traversed the dark sea of ​​fog, using the sharp wind to accompany the blade, weaving a net of death with sword shadows to ensnare my enemies.

My only goal this time is to find their leader.

Xi Tong once taught me a saying: "To shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his king first."

These ordinary bandits can be dealt with by the city's army and militia. What I need to do is eliminate those who they can't handle, and those are the ones who pose the greatest threat to me.

By this time, most of the garrison troops on the city wall of the East District had died, and the bandit leader who was originally responsible for the attack outside the city also took the opportunity to lead his men into the city.

The fiery giants coiled around him were far more ferocious than the others, and their size was enormous, so large that even a blind person could see them.

Using the fog as cover, I charged straight at him.

As I charged forward, the area enveloped by the black mist expanded rapidly, like a giant black python slithering through the streets. Overwhelmed by its imposing presence, the bandits who had been burning, killing, and looting in the streets all chose to retreat. Without their obstruction, I pounced on my target even faster.

"What is that! Quick, someone block him!"

The bandit leader roared in anger, and the archers drew their bows and fired.

Unable to see through the black mist, they could only fire wildly, but even so, I was almost hit. Fortunately, I was now close to my target, and as long as I fought in close combat, they would be no match for me.

"Desert Spirit! Dispel this black mist!"

With the roar of the sand bandit leader, the fire giant unleashed a silent howl. In the past, I would have had no choice but to withstand it, but with "Elegant Glacier" in hand, this energy attack no longer posed any threat to me.

However, the black mist was indeed dissipated considerably, and the original black python shrank considerably.

But this is already the limit that the other party can do.

"Desert Spirit! Kill him!"

The sand bandit leader once again commanded the fire giants coiled around him, but unlike last time, I was now familiar with their attack patterns. Their ferocious power made each attack incredibly potent, yet their speed and accuracy remained within my tolerance.

Facing the enemy's raised black giant blade once again, I felt no fear. I simply used my magic to manipulate the black mist, causing the charging black python to open a gaping maw, making it look even more realistic.

Without hesitation, the Flame Giant slammed its blade into the ground with a vicious swing of its hand. The terrifying force tore the road apart, leaving a crack several meters long in the ground.

The only downside was that it didn't hit me.

At this moment, I had rushed within 5 meters of the opponent. I suddenly exerted force with both legs, and my figure disappeared instantly. I directly passed the group of sand bandits blocking my way and arrived in front of the sand bandit leader even before the black mist. At a speed that others could not see, I slashed out with two swords.

The blue sword light shattered the flames, and the fire giant vanished into thin air just as it picked up its weapon; the red blood blade tore through flesh and blood, and the sand bandit leader could only utter half a sentence before he could no longer make a sound.

Seeing their leader fall, the sand bandits fell into a deathly silence. They stared blankly at their dead leader, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Impossible, the Desert Spirit vanished in an instant..."

"Chief! No way! The Chief is a descendant of gods, how could he be killed by mortals!"

"I don't believe it! This can't be true!"

"God, have you abandoned your people?!"

Looking at these ignorant believers, I felt waves of disgust.

Haha, you guys did all this yourselves, and now that you're about to die, you're asking the gods for help.

If the desert god really responds to you, then it would probably be an evil god.

But at that moment, I suddenly felt a pang of fear, as if some enormous threat had appeared. The sand bandits present also felt this, and their faces, which had been filled with despair, turned into ecstasy.

"It's the leader! The leader isn't dead!"

"The gods have answered our wishes! This is a gift from the desert god!"

I quickly looked at the bandit leader I had just killed, ripped off his mask, and discovered that he didn't look like a middle-aged man.

Damn it! It's a stand-in!

Is this leader of the desert gods so afraid of death?! He actually had his men wear his clothes to impersonate him!

Just as I was feeling frustrated, the remaining sand bandits raised their swords, their eyes once again turning fierce and cruel.

"Kill him! Kill him! Offer him to the desert god!"

"Charge! Fear not the sacrifice! The desert people who die bravely will receive endless fresh milk and seventy-seven virgins!"

Faced with these screaming sand bandits charging towards me, I quickly activated my Mist Cloak. But that wasn't all. Ignoring the fact that their companions were also there, those madmen started firing a volley of arrows at me. I dodged them one by one, managing to avoid the attack. But the sand bandits who charged at me weren't so lucky. Even with the protection of magical flames, they were still riddled with arrows.

However, the magical flames saved their lives; though severely injured, they were still able to stand. Seeing their companions survive being riddled with arrows, the sand bandits became even more excited and launched another fearless attack on me.

"For the god of the desert! Fear not sacrifice! Charge!"

What's the point of fighting?!

I activated the Mist Cloak again, then vanished into the mist, found a corner to hide in, and silently watched these religious fanatics hacking and slashing wildly in the black mist.

The East District has now been completely turned into a war zone. Those who are still in the East District can no longer leave, and there is no point in me continuing to fight these sand bandits.

Something big might have happened at the prison, and it's a very bad thing.

Honestly, I'm thinking of running away. With 'Graceful Glacier' in hand, even if I encounter dune monsters on the way, I should be able to break through them.

But for some reason, I just don't feel like moving my legs today.

This afternoon I just rescued several hundred ordinary citizens from the military camp, and then I even tricked them into organizing a group of militiamen. If I run away now, these unlucky guys are probably really doomed.

Although I've tricked people before, this time I want to be a little more reliable.

After all, I don't want to waste another basket of bread.

"But, bottoms up!"

I took a deep breath and then rushed into the prison area without looking back.

I had only run two steps when I suddenly remembered something and abruptly stopped.

Speaking of which, I also have a few cannons and a warehouse full of gunpowder.