Annihilating a Knight-level Powerhouse

When Yang Feng saw Balu force six bullets out of his body, he could not help saying, "That's incredible! He can even force bullets out of his body! Knights really are amazing—no wonder they're so difficult to cultivate successfully!"

On Earth, no one who had been shot six times could possibly force those six bullets directly out of their body. Balu was practically the greatest martial artist Yang Feng had ever seen.

Yet Balu was merely a Knight. Above him were three more ranks: Grand Knight, Earth Knight, and Sky Knight. Knights were not the strongest power in this world. Warlocks were the peerless powerhouses standing at the summit of this world. A mere Knight was already this powerful; Yang Feng could not imagine how powerful the even stronger Warlocks would be. This realization gave Yang Feng a trace more reverence for this world.

On the Durando Subcontinent, as long as one advanced to become a Knight, one would gain supernatural power and strength far beyond that of ordinary humans.

With an angry roar, Balu drew his greatsword and charged madly toward Yang Feng.

Yang Feng said calmly, "Dao Yi, go exchange a few moves with him! You may attack anywhere except his head!"

Dao Yi, who stood beside Yang Feng wearing sunglasses, instantly drew two Superalloy Battle Blades. His figure flashed, and he pounced at Balu like a fierce tiger, appearing before him in an instant and viciously slashing at him.

Balu raised his greatsword to block upward.

Clang!

A piercing metallic clash echoed through the area. Balu's face turned pale as he staggered backward, drops of blood falling from beneath his faceplate.

"A Knight! How could you possibly have a Knight-level powerhouse as a guard?" Balu cried out in shock.

Supporting a Knight was extremely difficult. The full suit of heavy Knight armor on Balu alone was worth more than 400 Gold Coins. On top of that, a Knight's minimum monthly salary was no less than 20 Gold Coins. Including equipment maintenance, feeding horses, and other expenses, supporting one Knight cost more than 30 Gold Coins each month. That was simply not something a minor noble like Zhao Jiang could afford.

Excitement flickered in Yang Feng's eyes as he murmured, "With a human body, he can actually withstand a robot's full-force strike. Truly remarkable! He really is a powerhouse who has surpassed the limits of an ordinary human body."

After wounding Balu with a slash, Dao Yi kicked off wildly and continued hacking toward Balu with his enormous Alloy Battle Blade.

Balu let out an enraged roar. A powerful surge of Life Energy erupted from his entire body as he wielded his alloy greatsword and fought Dao Yi in a tangled melee.

After unleashing his powerful Life Energy, Balu barely managed to withstand Dao Yi's savage attacks. Even so, he remained completely at a disadvantage, swaying as though he might collapse at any moment. It was clear he would not be able to withstand even a hundred of Dao Yi's moves.

"Charge with me! Once we breach the city, slaughter it for three days!!" The vice captain of the Black Wind Bandit Group roared, a vicious gleam flashing in his eyes.

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

"..."

A bloodthirsty light immediately flashed in the eyes of the hundred-plus bandits from the Black Wind Bandit Group. They swiftly reached the foot of the city wall, seized ropes, and began climbing upward.

Yang Feng swept his gaze over the Black Wind Bandit Group below and sneered coldly. "Qiang Yi, kill them all. Leave none alive!"

Qiang Yi, carrying a huge ammunition box on his back and holding a 12.5-millimeter Heavy Machine Gun in each hand, swiftly arrived atop the city wall. The two 12.5-millimeter Heavy Machine Guns in his hands immediately spat out savage tongues of flame.

The sound of Heavy Machine Guns tearing cloth instantly rang out across the area.

One bandit was struck in the head by a 12.5-millimeter bullet, and his skull burst apart like a smashed watermelon.

Another bandit was struck in the shoulder by a 12.5-millimeter bullet, and his arm flew apart.

A third bandit was shot in the chest, leaving a huge bloody hole there.

Before that terrifying Metal Storm, the bandits had no power to resist. Blood sprayed in all directions as they turned into corpses one after another.

"Captain, run!!" Watching his subordinates get torn to pieces by the Metal Storm, the vice captain of the Black Wind Bandit Group howled miserably, his eyes splitting with rage.

The next moment, more than a dozen Heavy Machine Gun bullets slammed into the vice captain, instantly tearing his body into fragments.

In less than three minutes, the Black Wind Bandit Group, which had struck fear into the towns around Giant Stone City, was slaughtered clean, reduced to piles of mangled flesh and broken corpses.

Using flesh and blood to fight a Metal Storm had been proven countless times throughout history to be the most foolish course of action.

"Zhao Jiang, you beast, give me back my brothers' lives!!" Balu roared miserably, his eyes bloodshot.

Yang Feng said coldly, "Bandits no better than pigs and dogs dare to talk about loyalty. Qiang Yi, do it!"

Qiang Yi immediately swung the muzzles of his Heavy Machine Guns around and aimed them at Balu.

The sound of Heavy Machine Guns tearing cloth rang out once more.

The Heavy Machine Gun bullets easily pierced through Balu's heavy Knight armor, directly shredding his lower body into fragments as blood sprayed everywhere.

Dao Yi took the opportunity to step forward and viciously brought down his enormous Alloy Battle Blade, directly chopping off Balu's head.

The warriors atop Red Leaf Fort's walls were all dumbstruck at the sight, as though they were dreaming. Balu, the Knight who had seemed almost like an invincible demon god, had actually been easily killed by two experts under Yang Feng's command. The hundred-plus members of the Black Wind Bandit Group had also been turned into chunks of flesh. It was simply unimaginable.

Steward Liu's eyes gleamed with excitement as he said in a trembling voice, "A Warlock—an Alchemist! Master, have you obtained the power of an Alchemist?"

The warriors atop the city wall also watched Yang Feng with expectant, reverent, worshipful gazes.

Warlocks were the powerhouses standing at the very pinnacle of the Durando Subcontinent, possessing all kinds of unimaginable supernatural powers. Even the king of the Fein Deluo Principality had to be respectful and dared not show the slightest neglect upon meeting an official Level-1 Warlock. Only the power of a Warlock could possibly so easily destroy an armed force like the Black Wind Bandit Group.

Yang Feng said calmly, "That's right. I have obtained the power of an Alchemist."

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Our Zhao Family can finally bring glory to our ancestors and flourish!" Steward Liu's body trembled, murky tears streaming from his eyes as he muttered excitedly.

The other Red Leaf Fort warriors also burst into cheers of excitement. Becoming subordinates of a Warlock meant their futures were bright.

Yang Feng had Dao Yi carry Balu's head and head toward the Arsenal where No. 3796 was located.

As soon as he arrived at the Arsenal, Yang Feng handed Balu's head to No. 3796 and had it read the memories within Balu's head.

Before long, the memories inside Balu's head were extracted one by one, allowing Yang Feng to learn the entire sequence of events.

The Black Wind Bandit Group was the dirty glove of Earl Locke, the lord of Muyan City near Giant Stone City. Earl Locke and Viscount Helu were bitter enemies, locked in endless conflict and struggle.

After Yang Feng borrowed a large amount of Gold Coins from Baron Kirov, Red Leaf Town was very likely to be annexed by Baron Kirov, strengthening Baron Kirov's power. Earl Locke had therefore dispatched the Black Wind Bandit Group to wipe out the Zhao Family. If the Zhao Family were exterminated, their fief would be reclaimed by the Fein Deluo Principality. Earl Locke could then use various methods to transfer a noble close to him here, driving his influence into Viscount Helu's territory.

The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend. Weakness is a crime; strength is the truth! A trace of enlightenment rose in Yang Feng's heart.

Had Yang Feng not possessed the power of the Western Tribe's inheritance, he might already have become a corpse, without even knowing why he had died.