Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fierce gunfire echoed over and over through the long sewers.
Along with the gunfire came desperate screams, agonized wails, and venomous curses.
The "rats" entrenched within Rand City's underground labyrinth appeared wave after wave, trying to use the weapons in their hands to halt the Night Watchmen's advance.
Yet the bullets, arrows, and thrown stones they fired were all blocked by the shields of the Night Watchmen charging at the very front.
In return, the Night Watchmen blasted these scum who could not bear the light of day into sieves with shotguns and pistols.
A few formidable members of the Underground Forces did manage to close in on the Night Watchmen, but before they could swing the machetes and hand axes clenched in their hands, streaks of snow-bright sword light pierced through their bodies.
Every Night Watchman possessed a powerful physique, keen reflexes, and exceptional combat skills. They advanced in silence, coordinating with one another flawlessly and giving their opponents no chance whatsoever.
This crushing disparity in strength even made Ronan, who had been tagging along the whole way, want to shed a tear of sympathy for the "rats."
The two sides' combat power was not even on the same dimension. Under such a dimensional strike, the result could only be a one-sided slaughter!
However, Rand City's sewer system was enormous and complex, and the Underground Forces had excavated countless tunnels as well. So even when the "rats" were outmatched, they still had routes to retreat through.
Cursing, they withdrew into the darkness.
The Night Watchmen force then began splitting up, squad after squad rushing into different tunnels to pursue and kill them.
As the Kingdom's elite force, these extraordinary individuals clearly had immense confidence in their own strength.
Before long, only one squad remained at Ronan's