Dashing Wang Dalong

Li Yao felt very uncomfortable just witnessing this small-scale battle.

What about Old Man Lu? How many battles did he experience?

How many comrades have he sent away? Just the military souls he's contained within him alone are numerous! Li Yao seemed to have gained a new understanding of the old man before him. He sat down next to Old Man Lu, and after a long pause, said, "I originally thought you were a Sword Warrior, but I didn't expect you to be a summoner too! Dual professions are going too far!"

This is practically cheating! Old Man Lu: "..."

Holy crap!

"How am I, your Second Uncle, so cheap?" Old Man Lu glanced at him. "What, do you think your Second Uncle can't lift a sword anymore?"

"I'll chop you up, you believe it!" Li Yao rolled his eyes and pointed at the group of dumbfounded foreigners. "Aren't you going to execute them on the spot?"

Upon hearing Li Yao's words, the expressions of those men immediately changed.

Old Man Lu suggested, "People can't be brought back to life after all. They still have some value, so why not keep them as bargaining chips?"

Dead people have no value.

Therefore, the value of these fifth-tier superhumans is greater when they are alive than when they are dead.

The Wallfacers have extensive operations overseas, which means that many of their own agents and spies are lurking abroad. Their work is extremely dangerous, and their fate after being captured is often not optimistic.

Keeping these fifth-tier superhumans alive can be used as leverage to bring back our own nameless heroes.

Li Yao frowned.

He was clearly somewhat unhappy.

Old Man Lu also very emotional, saying that in the past, Li Yao wouldn't have even had to say anything before he would have chopped them up himself.

He was supposed to be cleaved into eighteen pieces! But now he is a powerful "Sword Holder," and his words and actions often represent not only his will but also the attitude of the Wallfacers.

Therefore, he cannot do many things that bring him pleasure.

But looking around the world, how many people can truly find joy in their own lives?

Lu Xingshen his fate!

Li Yao thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but I'll take care of that Indian first... Do you Wallfacers have any prisons or anything? How about I go and give a lesson to those heavily monitored prisoners in your prison another day?"

Lu Xingshen suddenly had a bad feeling. "I'm telling you, don't cause any trouble!"

Li Yao pursed his lips and emphasized, "Am I helping you guys out? Yes, I am!"

Old Man Lu sneered, "No need!"

Who knows what kind of trouble this kid is up to this time!

Li Yao stood up, patted his butt, and said, "Whatever you want, I'll take this."

When he arrived here earlier, he saw Native Americans and Cossack massacring the Sharp Knife Battalion.

That Cossack has already been killed by Li Yao using the Star Rainbow Splendor.

Now this Native American isn't much better off; his skin and flesh look as if they've melted away, making him look quite horrifying.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy's fifth-tier superhuman body was too powerful, he would have died long ago.

They either scare themselves to death or die from the pain.

Even if they don't die immediately, they will inevitably die from the collapse of their immune system.

That would be a much more gruesome way to die.

But if it fell into Li Yao's hands—it would be even more tragic.

In the Main World, there has always been a terrifying legend about the laboratory Mage Tower. In many horrifying versions, it is said that mages use living beings of various races as experimental materials, either as Living Material for extraction or as Living Material for testing various potions.

Although the versions circulating are somewhat biased.

But it is true that the monk used living beings to conduct experiments.

Li Yao happened to be short of a "Living Material" for drug testing.

—You like torture and killing, don't you? Very well.

Let's take our time playing.

I'll show you that you know nothing of despair! When it comes to punishing enemies, mages can come up with a lot of tricks, whether it's feeding them to Maeve, testing medicine, or shining in some other way—there are many ways to do it.

Old Man Lu didn't dwell on the matter and agreed immediately.

The core of the five-man team in the warp was clearly a foreigner with a shield blade strapped to his arm.

Keeping them around might allow us to extract some information from them.

As for the Native American and the dead Cossack, they were clearly foreign mercenaries.

The kind of person who doesn't care about living or dying.

Having settled the matter, Old Man Lu stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

then,

The military spirits that filled the mountains and fields responded to the call and flowed into Old Man Lu's body like a torrent. The solemnity on Old Man Lu's body increased at a visible speed, and gradually his figure became a little hunched, as if he was carrying heavy mountains on his back.

Old Man Lu tucked his Dragon-Snake Staff under his arm and took two steps, his signature small, shuffling steps, restrained and subtle.

fine,

It didn't sink much.

Li Yao: "..."

After retrieving their military spirits, they prepared to leave this subspace.

On the way back, Old Man Lu and Wang Dalong began contacting the Wallfacers ' overseas strongholds to have them clean up the mess. Providing compensation and condolences to the soldiers of Kassel College and the Foundation also needed to be put on the agenda. They also discussed how to retaliate against the mastermind behind this operation.

The monitoring deployment for this subspace also needs to be rearranged.

These things are quite complicated.

On their way back to Freetown, Li Yao and Old Man Lu were busy with these matters.

The domestic forces that have infiltrated into Non-Land areas are still quite powerful.

There are related outposts in Guinea and Liberia, which are located around Sierra Leone.

It was already quite late when we left the warp.

It was past midnight by the time Old Man Lu and the others finished their work. After they were done, Old Man Lu led Li Yao out of the safe house in Sierra Leone Freetown: "Alright, let's go back."

My flight back home has been arranged after a busy period.

However, Wang Dalong did not go in with them when they went to the airport.

He stood outside the special passage and waved to Old Man Lu and Li Yao: "You two can go back now. I, Wang Dalong, still need to keep this area in check!"

The Wallfacers' deployment here was caught off guard, and it's inevitable that some forces will try to take advantage of the situation.

Wang Dalong stayed here to teach them what "reason" means.

Lu Xingshen then reprimanded, "Once you're done here, hurry back! Don't you dare sneak off to Europe to meet up with your old flames!"

It could easily lead to diplomatic disputes!

Li Yao: "???"

This guy actually has a former lover in Europe?

Are they of the same tonnage?

Seeing Li Yao's astonished expression, Wang Dalong laughed and said, "My wife is a royal princess, very beautiful! You wouldn't understand!"

Li Yao: "..."

He thought for a moment and said, "How about I stay a little longer, Old Lu?"

Someone like Wang Dalong can find a royal princess! I, Li Da Yao, am handsome and rich, I can easily snag any princess to fill a mahjong table! He was shouting this.

Wang Dalong scoffed, "There are only four people in a mahjong game, but I, Wang Dalong, have seven or eight wives!"

Li Yao pondered for a moment and said, "I mean—let's get a table together for mahjong."

Wang Dalong: "..."

You scoundrel, are you out of your mind?!

A mahjong table has over a hundred tiles. How many countries are there in Europe?

This is the first update. I went to celebrate my birthday before midnight, so it's a bit late. There's one more chapter, which might be updated quite late then. You can go to sleep first and read it tomorrow. Hope you enjoy reading!