C18

Under the watchful eyes of two observers, the battle within the military base raged on, with shouts and screams intertwining in the stillness of the night, creating an intense and gripping atmosphere. As the Black Scarf Bandits successfully engaged the base's defenders, over thirty figures emerged from the shadows of the surrounding peaks. Although their numbers were small, each was as powerful as a Sixth Level Hercules, moving with astonishing speed and exuding an impressive aura. It was clear these were the enemy's elite.

"Fire Sword!"

"Water Dragon!"

"Purple Serpent!"

"Red Wolf!"

As these elite foes stealthily approached the military base, the peak above it suddenly lit up with four distinct colors. A massive flaming sword, about a hundred feet long, sliced through the air. Its surface was ablaze, radiating sharp energy, and covered with intricate fire runes, resembling a divine sword from the god of fire. Following closely behind were a water dragon, purple serpent, and red wolf, each of similar size, forming a terrifying wave of attacks as they flew. Wherever these four forces struck, trees shattered and rocks crumbled, catching even the most formidable shadows off guard and causing significant damage.

At that moment, a dark, oppressive square cloth soared into the sky. It billowed in the wind, rapidly expanding until it covered an area of about ten acres, resembling a turbulent, ominous cloud from a distance.

It carried an aura of consuming terror, howling as it enveloped the peak, isolating the original formation that had been releasing four attack images. The pervasive dark light seeped down, carrying a potent corrosive intent that invaded the four formations, swiftly dismantling their structure. The once light gray peak gradually became shrouded in a deathly aura.

Four violent explosions echoed, shaking the entire military base. These were the tremors from the destruction of the four formations atop the peak. As the deathly shroud spread rapidly, threatening to infiltrate the military base, a figure clad in full silver armor appeared at the summit. His presence caused the dark shroud to quickly dissipate.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, his presence as formidable as a rainbow. Even in the night, he was like a dazzling sun, almost impossible to look at directly.

"Black Yan, you've got some nerve to target the General's Mansion. Are you tired of living?"

The man's gaze was like two bolts of lightning, piercing through the distance to focus intently on a shadowy area.

"Heh, I'm targeting the General's Mansion. What can you do about it?"

Under his intense stare, the darkness began to shift, revealing a fierce figure entirely wrapped in a black cloth. This person moved like a ghost from the underworld, silently advancing toward the silver-armored general.

"Since you've chosen your fate, I'll cut you down!" the silver-armored general sneered, brandishing a long sword that shimmered with a mystical light, ready to meet the ghostly figure head-on.

Both were warriors of the highest caliber, and their clash unleashed powerful shockwaves. Trees within thirty feet were reduced to splinters, and even massive boulders were shattered into fragments.

One side had been planning this for a long time, while the other was well-prepared. They used this military base as their battleground for a life-and-death struggle.

Although the bandit in the black cloth was a notorious outlaw in the area, he seemed weak compared to the regular army. However, when people from the city guard disguised themselves and provided the bandits with precise information, they gained the strength to challenge the General's Mansion.

On the surface, it appeared to be a conflict between the General's Mansion and the bandits, but in reality, it was an indirect confrontation between the General's Mansion and the city guard.

As for the Black Bandit, it was merely a sharp tool wielded by the city guards—a very sharp tool indeed.

"Wow, I can't believe it. A ninth-level warrior who has unlocked their core power—truly formidable. I underestimated these bandits," Luo Tongtian said, still shaken.

"Don't worry. No matter how strong they are, they're just bandits. There's no way they can be stronger than our General's forces."

"Even though the city guards are pulling the strings behind the scenes, they wouldn't dare openly support them. So, our chances of winning are still high," Luo Youyou said calmly.

"It seems the enemy has realized from earlier battles that we're prepared to defend our base. Yet, they still dare to attack so boldly. They must have something up their sleeve."

Luo Tongtian frowned, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"You're right. I think what they're relying on is that..." Luo Youyou squinted, extending a slender finger to point in a direction.

About a hundred yards from their hiding spot, there was a faint whooshing sound. Black curtains were pulled back, revealing a row of neatly arranged catapults. These catapults were intricately designed, and instead of stones, they were loaded with explosive orbs.

“Are they really going to blow up the base?” Luo Tongtian exclaimed, eyes wide with disbelief.

“Exactly. Destroying this base is like cutting off one of my father’s arms,” Luo Youyou replied, her expression growing serious. “Besides, if the military’s secret base is overrun by a bunch of bandits, it would sound so ridiculous that it might cost my father his position.”

“It seems the base commander didn’t expect the enemy to boldly use such a terrifying weapon as the Thunder Pearl, so there are still gaps in their defenses.”

“Even if they realize the enemy’s intentions now, it’s too late to stop them. Fortunately, our current position is perfect, so our chance to make a difference has come.”

Luo Tongtian and Luo Youyou exchanged a glance and silently moved toward the camp filled with catapults.

Whoosh!

A faint sound cut through the air as a dazzling purple light appeared out of nowhere in the catapult camp. It seemed almost alive, piercing through one enemy’s head and instinctively seeking the next closest target, demonstrating the true essence of destruction.

Seeing Luo Youyou’s astonishing skills, Luo Tongtian was not to be outdone. A sharp thread of light shot from his forehead, tracing a thin white line in the sky, and with powerful precision, it pierced through the temples of enemy after enemy.

A faint sound of "thud, thud, thud" echoed continuously as the two moved swiftly, like scythes, cutting down their enemies with precision. Their sudden attack caught the foes, who were focused entirely on the base, completely off guard.

"Shield formation for defense, arrow formation to drive them back, and blade formation for an all-out assault!"

The enemy's catapult camp was a deadly trap, fortified with strong defenses. Luo Tongtian and his partner had barely begun their attack when the enemy quickly organized an effective defense, showcasing the swift reflexes of these bandits.

Under the protection of a formidable shield wall, the enemy launched a barrage of arrows. These weren't ordinary arrows but reinforced military bolts, about three feet long and as thick as a thumb, capable of piercing armor with ease. While not as powerful as the giant crossbow bolts fired from the base earlier, they still posed a significant threat to Luo Tongtian and his partner.

Recognizing the danger, the two wisely concealed themselves, waiting for the rain of arrows to cease. Once the enemy's blade formation began their charge, they launched their counterattack. Luo Tongtian, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, wielded his Photoelectric Axe, sending terrifying arcs of electricity that shattered the dense array of blades before him.

With the power of the Vein Seal coursing through him, his strength surged dramatically. The Photoelectric Axe in his hands unleashed immense power. Any enemy who crossed his path met a swift end, with no chance to resist.