Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1381: Pitch Black Ball (1)

Clark threw away the broken axe and covered his wound with his hand. "I can't die," he said. "This little wound just wanted me to lie down a long time ago." He gritted his teeth and the granulation on his wound danced. A few seconds later, the wound had already healed, leaving behind only a faint trace.

The black cat president clicked his tongue and said, "Your recovery ability is still abnormal as always, but you still underestimated your enemy."

"Aren't you the same?" Clark looked at Jia Ya's broken claw and pulled the corner of his mouth.

"I said, are you guys still chasing me? If you don't chase me, I'll leave first!" Hellhound Guild Leader Kesky wrapped his whip around his waist and walked past them coldly. He pointed his toes and chased after the ruins.

Jiaya spread out her hands and said, "She is obviously timid, but she still refuses to let go. She will die to face the pain."

Clark looked at the hellhound assassin Alan had put down on the street and said, "He had to do this. If he gave up now, there would be no Hellhound Guild in Mockdale from tomorrow onwards."

The Black Cat Guild Leader's face darkened. "I didn't expect them to be so arrogant. They always felt that they had suffered a loss in taking Gurant's business."

"Even if we lose money, we still have to finish it. Otherwise, we can pack up and scram with Kesky."

Jia Ya gritted her teeth and said, "I won't break in such a place!" She gestured and the female assassins immediately dispersed. Jia Ya said to the man beside her, "We are responsible for searching for their whereabouts, guiding them and inducing them to the designated battlefield. Your Underworld Lions are responsible for attacking. We can't be too hasty this time. Let's consume their strength first."

Clark said bitterly, "If you want to consume the power of a Dominator, you probably need to send out an army."

Jia Ya nodded, "Then I'll send someone to inform Gurant. Either he increases his manpower, or we quit!"

"That's the only way. Let's take action first." Gurant took a deep breath and said to the assassin of his guild, "What are you waiting for? Follow me. If you don't want to lose your job, you have to risk your life!"

The two guild members retreated one after another. A moment later, a Shadow Army soldier entered the main street to clean up the corpses. Not long after, the residents who had been cleared returned to the main street and saw that the streets had been destroyed to this extent. Everyone was dissatisfied. However, no one dared to say anything. After all, it was Gurant who gave the order. Who would dare to criticize the City Lord? Wouldn't that mean that he would have a long life?

In the City Lord's Mansion, Gurant's expression was gloomy. Smoker was half-kneeling on the ground covered in blood. The general had already reported to Gurant about the battle on the streets. After the general, news of the assassination of the three guilds and Allen's group kept coming. Hearing Allen and the others break out of the encirclement, Gurant couldn't help but curse "trash". This made the expression of a black cat killer who had just entered ugly. He looked at the killer, and Gurant narrowed his eyes and said, "Is something the matter?"

'"My Guild Leader wants you to send more reinforcements. The enemy has already broken through. Only Guild Leader Kesky is left in the Hellhound Guild. With our Black Cats and Nether Lions alone, it will be very difficult to surround our targets in a complex city like Mokedan. If you can't send more reinforcements, then we can only give up this commission."

"Give up?" Gurant shouted, "How could it be so cheap! Do you want to smash your own signboards?"

"Not really." The black cat killer said, "After all, we didn't receive a deposit on this commission. So abandoning the mission probably wouldn't be considered a breach of contract, right?"

"You dare to threaten me?" Gurant raised his hand to catch the black cat killer. The black cat killer immediately floated over and was grabbed by the city lord's neck.

The woman had difficulty breathing, but she still said, "The Guild Leader still has one more message for you. Since Sir has come to find us, it means that there are not many people he can use at the moment. If you want to complete the mission successfully, it is better for both of us to work together sincerely. If I die, the Black Cat will immediately terminate the operation. As for how to choose, it is up to Sir."

Gurant's expression changed. After a while, he let go of the female assassin and said coldly, "Go tell your Guild Leader that I will send another team to support you. But if you mess up, you Black Cats and Nether Lions had better get lost immediately!"

After the killer left, Gurant pulled Smoker up and said, "How many more of us can use it?"

"Five hundred at most." The general hesitated and said, "No matter how much, I'm afraid it will cause Lord Bali's dissatisfaction."

"Alright, throw all five hundred people out. Even if you use corpses to pile them up, you still have to pile those bastards to death!" Now that Gurant was in a difficult situation, he was sure that Bali had received the news. Now that Bali didn't interfere, it was an opportunity for him. At the same time, if the final operation failed, he would not even be able to preserve his identity as the nominal City Lord, let alone transfer Mo Ke Dan.

At first, Gurant didn't expect things to be so stubborn. In his opinion, Smoker's strength was enough to assassinate three guilds. Unexpectedly, now that Smoker was injured, Hellhound's killer was almost completely eaten clean. Moreover, he even told the other party to break out of the encirclement, causing the matter to get bigger and bigger. If it didn't end as soon as possible, even if they managed to get rid of Allen and the others, the gains would not be worth the losses.

"Damn it, I definitely won't fail, absolutely won't!" Gurant could only believe it with all his might.

On the 38th Street, Jiaya stood on the top of a building. Clark crouched to the side and said impatiently, "Are you alright?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black cat killer silently arrived behind Jiaya. After whispering, he retreated into the shadows of the building and disappeared. "They've already escaped to Fortieth Avenue," said Jia Ya with a grave expression.

"So fast?"

"Their speed is indeed very fast. It is very difficult for my men to form an effective interception, let alone inducing them. In short, they have suffered a huge loss this time." Jia Ya made a helpless expression, "But just received the news, Gurant has sent another army to rush over." I've already sent someone to inform them to ambush them directly on 41st Street. Our guests from the wasteland are very strong, but they are still not from Mokdan. They weren't familiar with the surroundings here, and their escape route didn't seem to have been set in advance. It was more like an impromptu action, almost crossing blocks. It is easy to predict that as long as Gurant's men can stop them on Forty-first Street, we will have a chance. "

Clark stood up and shouted, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go first."

"There's no hurry. We'll surround them from behind. Also, aren't you planning on letting the City Lord help us cool down the guests' spirits first?"

Clark's expression changed.

Fortieth Street was a residential area, and it was also a slum in Moktan. This place was close to the west gate of the stronghold city, and the neighboring three blocks were all the places where the lowest level people in Mockdale lived. The environment of the slums was much more complicated than the other blocks. There were no shops here. The low buildings were next to each other. There were many alleys, and the trend was complicated. Most people who came to this block for the first time would get lost.

When the three of them jumped over the fence from a remote alley and entered 40th Street, the windows of the bungalows on the left and right exploded. Seven or eight female assassins from the Black Cat Guild rolled over to stop them. Trisley and Belmord attacked at the same time. The Fang of Chaos and the Blade of Chaos each waved different colors of light to wrap around these killers. In the blink of an eye, the assassin who was rolling close to the ground flew backwards. Even if he didn't die immediately, he was seriously injured and unable to move.

Only then did Alan have the time to take a look at the dilapidated street, and then made a gesture to Belmord and the other two. The three of them crossed the street and drilled into an alley. After walking for a hundred meters, Alan directly crashed into a bungalow squeezed in the alley. This action shocked the people in the house. He didn't care about that much and left through the back door of the house with the two of them. Then, he crossed the alley through the house, causing the black cat killer to chase after him. In the end, they hid in a warehouse and temporarily abandoned the black cat killer.

Alan pulled down one of his sleeves and tore it into a few strips of cloth to tie to Trisley's injured arm. The latter frowned and said, "Master, there are only three experts worth paying attention to. The other assassins are basically negligible. There is no need for us to escape, is there?"

Alan flicked her forehead and said, "There's no need to run away. We can eat those people if we want to." But what happened afterwards? Young miss, this is Mokedan, not our great wasteland. After dealing with those people, it will only cause more trouble. Do you think the three of us alone can challenge the entire Mockpill? Don't forget, there is also a Grand Superintendent in this city. "There are even three thousand Berserk Shadow Army soldiers. Just because there is no movement from this group of people doesn't mean that they don't know what happened in the city."

"It can be said that what we are entangled with now is only the power of the Mokedan. The main messenger should be City Lord Gurant. Otherwise, there would be no Empire General or Shadow Army participating. However, there weren't many Shadow Army soldiers, and there was only one general in the empire, which meant that Gurant's power was restricted. Otherwise, three Empire Generals and a large number of Shadow Army soldiers would have appeared in front of us, and there wouldn't have been any chance for those guilds to show off. "

"I don't know what happened between the City Lord and the Grand Superintendent, and I'm not interested in knowing. But I don't want to provoke the Grand Superintendent, who is known as the Berserk Demon, so we have to flee and find an opportunity to get rid of those killers. Then investigate carefully how our whereabouts were leaked."

"We've been in contact with Morocco since we arrived at Mokedan," said Trisley. "If we want to reveal our secrets, then he's the most suspicious."

"But I stared at Morocco and didn't find anything unusual." Said Belmord.

Allen shook his head and said, "Morocco can't easily come to a conclusion whether it leaks its secrets or not. After all, we are not familiar with the city. Most of what we see and hear is only superficial. Morocco is a big businessman. If he wants to leak his secrets, there are many ways to spread the news without having to walk around personally. In short "

Suddenly, Alan narrowed his eyes and knocked on the door of the warehouse. A timid voice shouted, "Are you inside?"