Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 441 - 397, Shadow Crown Sword-Shirel (Happy day 1.)_2



Chapter 441: Chapter 397, Shadow Crown Sword-Shirel (Happy day 1.)_2

“Very likely.”

“I see that those people are not to be trifled with. They didn’t hold back in any way, and killed them all.”

The spectators began to whisper among themselves, glad they had not left early.

Otherwise, they would have missed this good show.

The guards cleared a path.

A man garbed in splendid finery and bearing a fairylike appearance emerged and declared solemnly, “You dare to disregard the regulations of the Trade Alliance and fight each other here in private. You are really bold.”

Anjia glanced at the man, twisted her head, and swung her fist towards the falling Flower Fairy.

Shirel gasped inwardly, thinking that this punch alone could kill.

Instantaneously, he unseathed the longsword around his waist, leaving a ghost image in his wake. His real body had already rushed in front of Anjia, thrusting his sword forward.

Clang!!

Shirel’s sword collided with Anjia’s Tiger’s Claw, setting off a sound of clashing metals.

The Flower Fairy seized the opportunity and ran into the ranks of the Trade Alliance guards, taking shelter behind Shirel.

At this point, the Flower Fairy was dripping blood all over, especially from the iron whip.

A blood trail was left on his back, a sight of utter horror.

Seeing that the other party had escaped, Anjia silently returned to Fang Hao’s side.

“He should be a hero, slightly stronger than me.” Anjia leaned towards Fang Hao and whispered.

Fang Hao nodded.

[Shadow Crown Sword-Shirel (Purple Rank 5 Hero)]

As Shirel approached, Fang Hao had already scanned his attributes.

A hero of the purple rank was among the upper echelon in this region.

Shirel’s face was serious as he cautiously eyed the people in front of him.

He was certain that the orc girl and the lizardman were both heroes.

As for those two humans, they didn’t appear to be heroes, but he couldn’t be sure either.

He had already been stationed at the Trade Alliance for five years.

He had met many heroes of different powers.

Yet, the few people in front of him were completely unfamiliar, and he could not even identify their powers.

But as the commander, he couldn’t just let his fellow beings die in vain, “Who are you to dare to kill people in the Trade Alliance’s territory? You are really bold. Aren’t you afraid that the Trade Alliance will hold your power responsible?”

All along, Shirel had been shielding the Flower Fairy while pointing his spear at Fang Hao.

The bias was very obvious.

Fang Hao looked at him indifferently and said, “If you ask the Flower Fairy behind you, you will know that we were only defending ourselves.”

The surrounding crowd was also discussing.

In fact, from their respective positions, Fang Hao’s group were heading to the Teleportation Array while the deceased fairies were from all around.

Not far away, someone bold enough provoked from the crowd, shouting that they can’t shield their own kind.

This made the city defense commander Shirel’s face becoming not so good-looking.

Their fairy tribe was already small in numbers, and so many people had died this time. If he really let these people go, he would lose face in his own group.

But the matters must be resolved in a way that leaves no flaws.

Heh!

Shirel sneered, “Who is right and who is wrong, the Trade Alliance will naturally investigate. Now you all put down your weapons and come with me!”

“What a joke! If we go with you, we will die even worse.” Fang Hao’s expression also cooled.

This place is no saint land.

If we go with them, it’s like courting death.

Besides, the items that I bought are being robbed, and now I am being accused.

Agni was suppressed in his heart.

“If you don’t leave, not only will you die, but the powers behind you will also be implicated.” Shirel gripped his sword tighter, his voice growing colder, “I’m giving you one last chance.”

“Just you? Giving me a chance?” Fang Hao sneered.

A cold light flashed in Shirel’s eyes as he transformed into a phantom and instantly appeared in front of Fang Hao.

The tip of his sword pointed straight at Fang Hao’s forehead.

But just as he thrust the sword, Shirel suddenly felt a terrifying presence beside him.

This aura was bone-chilling, dread-inspiring, as if the gate of the abyss had opened and a demon was looking at him with interest through it.

Shirel hastily cast a sidelong glance and saw the crimson eyes of another human under his hood.

At this moment, he felt as if time had frozen.

The hooded human extended a slender, pale finger and flicked it at his forehead.

Bang!!

Shirel instantly felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow and his body flew back like a shot cannonball.

He flew out tens of meters before barely stopping.

At this time, Shirel, where was his dashing look? His hair was dishevelled, blood trickling from his forehead, his upper body was dyed red with blood.

But it looked like he was not affected at all.

Shaking unsteadily, he got up, wobbling on his feet.

Rolana was not only proficient in black magic, but her weapon of choice in battle was a red two-handed sword.

This finger flick almost killed Shirel.

“You, you are a dark gold class powerhouse, the Trade Alliance does not want to be your enemy, this time please let us go in light of our minor errors.” Shirel’s face turned pale, a chill running down his spine.

He was a Purple Hero and even when faced with an Orange Hero, he wouldn’t be defeated by a single finger.

He could be sure that the other party had already reached the Dark Gold rank or even higher.

Why would such a person appear here?

And why did he happen to encounter him?

If they wished, they could kill everyone here.

At that time, the Trade Alliance would only arrange for someone to come over and mediate, they would not go to war with a Dark Gold Hero because of them.

Now, what he can do is to try and calm down this matter as much as he can.


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