Ark Undead

As he said this, he had already raised the katana in his right hand.

Hannah instinctively wanted to stop her again.

Hiss!

The rusty blade, stained with blood, pierced through his chest, tearing through the skin and precisely penetrating his heart, leaving a gaping hole in his back.

"Wait..."

Hannah was too late to say it, but perhaps she herself had already begun to waver.

"Vina, I will not let my friend down."

As the Undead spoke, he turned the hilt of his sword with his right hand and pulled the blade out of the flesh.

Without the obstruction of the piercing device, blood gushed out like a burst dam, and the man's purplish-red face gaped open.

What was he trying to say? Was it a threat? Or a plea for mercy?

It doesn't matter if someone doesn't die.

All he knew was that some of his Glasgow gang friends who had helped him into the city had died there.

Vina would never let her brothers who followed her down.

If it were Vina, she would definitely smash this man's head with a hammer.

Releasing his right hand, the man fell to the ground, like a marionette that had lost its support.

"Now, run." Before the people opposite could react, the Undead grabbed Hannah's shoulder, turned her around, and pushed her backward.

Hannah also snapped out of her daze. Regardless of what had just happened, what she should be doing now was not standing there in a daze!

"Run! Run into the alley!" Hannah shouted.

The Glasgow gang members behind him immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Seeing their leader die, the unidentified team assumed the other side would choose to negotiate.

They stood there stunned for several seconds, looking at each other, until finally someone shouted, "Quick, chase after them!" and they swarmed after the Glasgow gang.

Meanwhile, the warlocks at the rear of the battle line angrily caught up with their own men.

The Glasgow gang, having spread into the alleys of the lower town, moved swiftly. In terms of territory, the lower town was their home.

Even for the police in the Upper Town, catching the Glasgow Gang members is not an easy task!

And what these thugs are best at is street fighting, isn't it?

In a head-on fight, they might not be able to beat those unidentified individuals who resemble a well-organized army. But in street brawls using various objects, that's where the Glasgow gang excels!

Hannah punched an enemy in the jaw with a rising dragon punch, sending him flying. She immediately retreated, catching up with the Undead and continuing to run backward.

“You’re right, Mr. Wandering Soul.”

He kept talking to the undead while running.

"Vina won't let us down. She'll smash that bastard to the ground with a sledgehammer so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him!"

Hannah finally realized that she had become timid and hesitant.

Perhaps it was because of the changes brought about by Vina. Vina's identity made Hannah, who was originally carefree, become extremely cautious.

But today's fatal blow not only pierced the enemy's heart, but also helped Hannah overcome her fear.

She's Vina's personal bodyguard! Why doesn't she even understand what Vina would do?

She's not even as good as an armored monster who only had a few encounters with Vina!

"Ah."

The Undead grunted, shielded Hannah from a long sword that came at her from behind, then ripped off the man's arm with a single slash. He then took two steps back and continued running.

The two retreated in turns. Hannah laughed and used her fist to block the flow of people behind her. The Undead Man remained silent and used his katana to cut through the bodies of the pursuing enemies.

Blood splattered onto the immortal's black robe, soaking it.

But his mind wasn't on these enemies.

He was tending to his campfire.

Is there enough firewood to throw into the fire?

The Undead thought worriedly, then raised his hand and, with his dulled blade, pierced the throat of the enemy blocking his way.

9. Miss Vina

Before dawn, the entire downtown area was bustling with unusual activity.

Nobody knows who the Glasgow gang is fighting, but many people know that something happened in the downtown area.

This is no small matter!

In a sense, the Glasgow Gang messed with people they shouldn't have messed with.

But strangely, the adult from the upper city chose to resolve the matter using the methods of the lower city.

According to Hannah's deduction, if the adults in the Upper Town wanted to take action against the Glasgow Gang, they could simply bribe the Upper Town police to send their modernly equipped officers to the Lower Town to make several arrests, which would significantly weaken the Glasgow Gang's fighting strength.

But why would they be so foolish as to engage in a street brawl with the Glasgow Gang?

It's like comparing how many times you can die to an immortal.

Hannah, however, felt something was amiss; the adults in the upper town weren't that foolish. Otherwise, they wouldn't have become Victorian nobles.

At that time, Hannah was counting heads to see if any of the brothers who had returned to the base were missing limbs.

"Thirty-one, thirty-two..."

With a somber expression, Hannah waved her hand.

"Go and get some rest. Everyone has worked hard tonight. We'll talk more when Vina gets back."

"Okay, big sister!"

Although the Glasgow gang members weren't too happy, they still mustered their spirits and said goodbye to Hannah.

Everyone knows how much pressure Hannah was under when Vina wasn't around.

Speaking of the Glasgow Gang, it was actually founded by Hannah in the beginning.

Initially, they were just children from the slums of the downtown area, unable to see a way out. Many members' families faced difficulties to varying degrees and could not support more people. So they chose to come together and find their own way to survive.

Hannah established her authority through violence, making the Glasgow Gang a force to be reckoned with in the Lower City.

Morgan, with his intellect, helped the Glasgow Gang solve many problems.

They often accepted hired missions and gradually built their own territory in the lower city, where they sold goods that could only be found in the upper city.

Just when everything seemed to be going smoothly, Vina appeared.

At first, Vina was all alone, but Hannah's intuition told her that Vina was no ordinary person.

why?

Because Vina beat her!

Hannah herself has excellent fighting talent. She grew up in the lower city and even fought in underground boxing matches.

But Vina, this seemingly polite girl with the air of a noble lady, actually managed to take down Hannah.

Later, through some unintentional revelations by Vina, as well as her foresight and charisma, Hannah gradually came to admire her. Hannah voluntarily relinquished her position as leader of the Glasgow gang, even though Vina may not have cared.

Regardless, under Vina's leadership, the Glasgow Gang, while its numbers have dwindled, has steadily improved in quality.

The Glasgow Gang's ability to establish itself in the Lower City with only about fifty members is proof of this.

But the situation that happened tonight made Hannah feel a little apprehensive.

They were facing a team with excellent military skills.

To put it in Hannah’s least favorite words, they might be some adult’s private army.

Moreover, the weapons and equipment used by the man in the lead were definitely not things he would normally carry.

After all, just seeing a warlock makes it clear that any team with a qualified warlock is composed of citizens who have escaped the lower classes of Victoria.

This large-scale group of sorcerers was beyond Hannah's previous understanding.

"Thank you for your hard work this time, Mr. Wandering Soul."

Hannah jumped down from the wooden crate, came to the Undead, and stretched out her right hand.

"Ah."

The undead extended his gauntlet-covered right hand and gently touched it with Hannah's.

He was still not used to interacting with people, even if it was just outside his armor.

"I won't say much in thanks. I will personally deliver the timber I promised you every day."

Hannah wanted to say this to the undead with a smile, but she pulled at the corners of her mouth and still couldn't manage a smile.

"I'm sorry, I won't keep you any longer. You should go home soon."

The Undead nodded, reached into his black robe and touched something, then, as if remembering something, withdrew his hand.

Well, he had just tried to take the little bag that was stuck in the armor out, but then he realized it was no longer edible, so he gave up on feeding it to Hannah.

Since Hannah said she would give him the wood every day, he just had to wait.

The Undead turned and left the Glasgow Gang's stronghold.

After the undead left, Hannah breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bottle next to her, and took a swig.

There are some things that are inconvenient to tell the Undead, after all, they are only here to help.

But in reality, what happened tonight has reduced the Glasgow gang's numbers by nearly half.

These members were all carefully selected by Vina over the past two years; they are practically Vina's own little group.

Most of the Glasgow gang members knew about Vina's situation, yet they still chose to follow her; that's the allure of Vina.

But just tonight, the number has plummeted by half.

Hannah didn't know how to explain herself when Vina returned.