"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
At the exit of Fog Town, frost and blood energy collided violently!
Shards of ice and dark red flesh kept bursting in midair, unleashing deafening crashes.
The second-tier Knight Captain ranked among the finest of the natives in both combat experience and skill power.
Every thrust of his lance precisely knocked aside Lu Ziye's blood spikes.
Although Lu Ziye had never undergone formal knight training.
He possessed the frenzy etched into the Fourth Catastrophe's very bones, along with the Devouring Apostle's absurd margin for error!
He relied on trading wound for wound, fighting with absolutely no regard for his life!
With his fleshy tentacles constantly entangling his opponent, the two had actually fought to a deadlock!
Just as their battle reached fever pitch, with the surrounding houses smashed to pieces by their clash.
Several annoyingly smug voices suddenly drifted out of the lingering cloud of Ash Mist ahead.
"I told you!"
[Even Monkeys Have Dignity]'s obnoxious grumbling came from the mist:
"That Lu! He definitely wanted all fifty Ash Coins for himself!"
"He ditched us and charged straight in! What a scumbag!"
Immediately afterward, [I'm Not Jiahao]'s deep, vocal-fry voice rang out as well.
"Heh."
"While my peers are still thinking about hogging monster-hunting rewards, I've already recognized the added returns of teamwork."
"Whoosh..."
Amid the sound of swirling ash.
An Ash Monocle frame and a two-meter-long battle spear, its surface flowing with pitch-black ash, formed on Jiahao simultaneously.
"Hey, Lu!"
Holding his spear horizontally in one hand, Jiahao slowly stepped out of the mist, his center-parted hair covering half his face as it fluttered in the cold wind:
"You bastard! Don't hog all the glory!"
"Don't forget... you're not fighting alone!"
Before his words had faded, Jiahao stomped down hard and shot forward, charging straight into