When Are They Coming?!

The next day.

A bright purple light suddenly appeared in the square in front of Seka Castle, followed by the formation of a phantom image of a 'Tai Chi Four Trigrams Diagram' on the ground.

As the light reached its peak brightness, then burst forth and dissipated, a neat and uniform yellow square formation appeared. Standing in front of the formation was a burly man with a fierce demeanor and a tall stature, estimated to be about two meters tall.

He was Zhu Tian, one of the "Four Great Rakshasa" of the Imperial Fist Temple, sent by the Imperial Capital.

He looked like a bald, bearded, and fierce-looking man in a wide-sleeved robe.

For some reason, the snowflakes falling from the sky would melt automatically when they were less than half a meter away from him, and then be swept away by the cold wind.

Behind him stood the five hundred Royal Fist disciples, each one of them robust, with resolute eyes, hands behind their backs, chests out and heads held high.

Furthermore, their uniforms were identical: bright yellow training clothes paired with black belts and black boots, making them look extremely capable and efficient!

A moment later.

Zhu Tian stared speechlessly at Numa Sek's body lying in the ice coffin.

However, the other person's skin was an eerie pink, especially their lips, which were as bright as Cherry. Apart from their shoulders and legs, there were no other wounds that could be fatal.

To be honest.

Even he, who always boasted of killing countless people, couldn't figure out how the governor had died; at most, he guessed that the governor had been poisoned by some strange poison.

After Zhu Tian patiently listened to the fear-filled explanation from a local official, he roughly understood what had happened.

He then glared at them angrily, his face full of displeasure, and shouted, "Hundreds of guards and the governor himself died, and you say you didn't see the assassins at all?"

"Ah, this... this one."

When questioned loudly by such a tall, burly man with a fierce face, the official trembled, shrank his neck, and hurriedly offered a shaky explanation.

"Rakshasa, I'm innocent!"

"I listened to the reports from all the guards who witnessed the scene. They all said they saw a cloud of purplish-white gas surge into the castle, and then everyone affected... all turned into the likeness of the governor."

Zhu Tian frowned upon hearing this, and thoughtfully lowered his head to examine Numa Governor's pink skin once more.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "It seems that the opponent is a Teigu, and his ability should be to control pinkish-white poison gas. If that's all, then he's not much of a threat to me."

Although legend has it that the First Emperor of Qin only created forty-eight Teigu a thousand years ago, the problem is that both the Western Alchemy Kingdom and the Eastern Shenwa Island Country actually had the ability to create Teigu.

Therefore, the exact number of Teigu is actually impossible to calculate.

The number forty-eight only represents the number of Teigu manufactured by the First Emperor.

"Immediately report the situation here to the Imperial Capital and surrounding major cities and military camps. This assassin won't have only made one move!"

Zhu Tian gave the order in a deep voice.

Although he wasn't a high-ranking official in the empire, he was currently the boss here.

"Yes!"

The official didn't think twice and quickly did as instructed.

Besides not daring to refuse, it was also because he really didn't want to be too close to the other person.

The aura emanating from Zhu Tian was like that of Danger Beasts humanoid; if I stayed any longer, I'd be scared to death.

"You!"

Then he looked at the other officials around him, and without asking what their positions were, he gave them his orders.

"Go and prepare a good, plentiful meal for us, and also get each of us a few sets of winter clothes and a warhorse. And get us some maps of this place!"

These things were originally supposed to be prepared by Numa Sek for them, but now Zhu Tian has to have them prepared by himself.

East.

The Volga City is about 200 kilometers away from Seka City.

At this moment, the place had been completely transformed into a battlefield in the snowstorm. The city walls and the area below were covered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with frozen bodies and blood-red snow everywhere.

But nobody paid any attention to it.

[Boom!]

Thick, long city defense cannons continuously spewed out intense Huoguang, firing red-hot bullets at the battlefield outside the city, indiscriminately targeting wherever there were the most black figures.

Meanwhile, the soldiers waiting on both sides simply clutched their rifles tightly, gritting their teeth as they watched their comrades outside, who were constantly risking their lives to entangle and block them, only to die under the enemy's blades or fall in their own artillery fire.

Their role was to fire at any enemy that approached the city, using an incredibly dense barrage of fire to force them back.

If bullets still don't work, then let those tamed Level 1 Danger Beasts 'Shupringaya Dragon' on the city towers unleash their dragon breath, enough to freeze everything!

If the opponent can even break through this, then General Baiya will have no choice but to personally intervene.

Actually, a few days ago.

Their battlefield was a snowy wilderness about 20 kilometers away from here. They were driven all the way back to their own city by the enemy. The snow in the distance probably contains the remains of 20,000 to 30,000 people who were hacked to death by the enemy.

Kill!

The deafening roars and shouts of battle, mixed with the sounds of countless weapons clashing, breaking, and flesh being slicing apart, enveloped this 'slaughterground' that stretched for more than ten miles.

Nearly ten thousand warriors clad in steel armor and helmets, gripping their cold steel spears or swords, charged toward the black-clad swordsmen, who were several times taller and stronger than themselves, while roaring like wild beasts.

However.

The first warriors to engage in battle are often cut into chunks of flesh, spraying hot blood, by various flames, lightning, water, and Wind Blade; their steel armor offers absolutely no protection.

"Geppo!"

Unlike most black-clad swordsmen, a man wearing a black overcoat faced steel spears coming from all sides and 'Ice Fang Wolf' pouncing at him.

He seemed to be stepping on Formless air, and under the despairing gazes of those around him, he quickly flew into the air, then swung his right leg downwards with force, unleashing a crescent-shaped blue-white air blade.

"Rankyaku!"

[Pfft pfft pfft.]

The next second, about thirty armored warriors, along with their steel guns, were cut in half at the waist, and a series of extremely miserable screams of pain erupted on the spot.

However, their voices were utterly insignificant here.

More than two hours later.

The snowfield was littered with corpses; nearly ten thousand people had died or been injured.

Just as General Baiya on the city wall was preparing to commit more troops, he was surprised to find that the black-clad swordsmen had begun to retreat.

"Are they preparing to go back to rest? Or have they finally run out of energy and strength after fighting for so many days?"

Just as General Baiya was considering whether to send Shupringaya Dragon and cavalry to pursue them, black dots gradually appeared on the eastern horizon.

This made all the defenders on the city wall, including him, feel extremely uneasy.

Soon.

General Baiya used his binoculars to get a clear look at the enemy. It was another group of black-clad troops riding two-wheeled mechanical vehicles, numbering less than three thousand.

This made his face turn ashen.

Their arrival means the enemy's size has reached around five thousand, which is double the previous number. How long can we hold out now?

Furthermore, General Baiya knew that his city wasn't the only one under attack, which meant the enemy had many more powerful swordsmen like him.

"Damn it, when will the reinforcements from the Imperial Capital that the governor promised arrive?!"