The Underground City.
Just as Pride approached the city wall, wave after wave of enemies appeared.
They were made entirely of wood and stone, each the size of an adult man, and carried all manner of weapons.
There were swords and sabers, as well as bows and arrows.
"Heh."
A contemptuous chuckle escaped Pride's lips. His haughty expression seemed like a permanent spell; even faced with enemies swarming toward him, that arrogance never changed.
It only...
Grew more disdainful.
Black flames bloomed in his hand, condensing into a sword.
The blade was pitch-black and incomparably sharp.
Bodies made of wood and stone clearly could not withstand such an edge.
With each sweep and swing, four or five enemies were cut in half at the waist.
Their attacks, meanwhile, were effortlessly dodged by Pride.
He was like a swift darting through wind and rain, nimble and quick. Not a single attack could touch him.
Nor could any opponent bring his steps to a halt.
Outside the wall.
The city gate.
Inside the wall.
In barely a dozen seconds, Pride had punched through the ambush of countless enemies.
Standing inside the wall, he surveyed the empty streets. Sensing that Qin Ran had successfully slipped inside and was already far away, he could not help curling his lips upward.
His main task was complete.
Next...
Came the extra task.
Pride turned to face the enemies pursuing him. His smile swiftly vanished, his expression grew haughty once more, and his eyes turned cold.
Since they're enemies, they can all die.
Qin Ran moved swiftly through the shadows.
Within his [Tracking] vision, the traces left by Great Marsh were clearly visible.
In fact, he caught sight of Great Marsh just two minutes later.
The man he considered an impostor was fighting.
His opponent was