CHAPTER 719: 562 CHAOTIC SITUATION_2

This made Kammon both hateful and regretful.

If he had known things would turn out this way, he should never have been greedy for that object.

As he saw two more seasoned Swordsmen charging toward him, Kammon roared in anger.

"You want this thing, don’t you? Yade! I’m giving it to you!"

As he spoke, Kammon actually took out a box from his chest and threw it towards Yade, who was casting magic and had blown away the person with [Dragon Horn].

"!"

Yade’s expression changed, and he immediately realized what Kammon was doing—it was a plan to divert disaster elsewhere.

But upon seeing the box flying toward him, Yade’s impulse ultimately overpowered his rationality, and he reflexively reached out to catch it.

"Damn it!"

Lipum, who had just slashed down an assailant, saw this scene and felt shock rather than happiness.

"Brother! Run!"

No sooner had Lipum’s words sounded than several seasoned Swordsmen and many Swordsmen took to the air, flying towards Yade.

They had changed their target.

"Lipum!"

Yade’s face, no longer impassive, showed a look of solemnity and impatience, and before he was surrounded by many powerful foes, he threw the box in his hand again.

"Take it and everyone else! Go!"

Yade roared without looking back, then seemed ready to fight desperately, chanting a long spell that conjured up a vast curtain of fire that he hurled in all directions.

That was the most extensive and powerful magic in Yade’s arsenal.

Once cast, the spell revealed power and range second only to Tactical Level Magic, and under a deafening explosion, all the strong assailants rushing toward Yade were engulfed.

"Brother!"

Lipum, holding the box, called out loudly.

"Sister!"

The burly man came to Lipum’s side just in time, swinging his sword at the attackers who had sneakily approached her, forcing them back while shouting.

"Go now! Don’t end up like the people from [Dragon Horn]!"

Lipum knew the burly man was warning her that if they stayed there, [Play Magician] might become a target just like [Dragon Horn] did.

Then they would be the ones under siege.

"...I understand!"

Lipum bit her lip, worried about the situation with Yade but choosing to trust her brother, turned her head, and prepared to flee.

But how could those who were after the box simply watch the treasure slip away?

"Don’t think you can escape!"

"Hand over that box!"

"Give it up!"

"Go to hell!"

Amid all sorts of curses, several more seasoned Swordsmen couldn’t help themselves and lunged toward Lipum.

"Aaaaargh!"

The burly man immediately roared and met them head-on, his body surging with Magic Power, his weapon creating a roaring wind as he violently slashed at the seasoned Swordsmen approaching.

But how could he, alone, confront several seasoned Swordsmen?

Let alone several, he couldn’t even handle one.

After all, he hadn’t reached the level of a seasoned Swordsman equivalent to Lv.6; he was only at the forefront of Swordsmen equivalent to Lv.5, no match for a seasoned Swordsman.

So, with a loud blast, the burly man was heavily knocked away, crashing into a building by the roadside, and buried in the rubble.

"Big guy!"

Lipum couldn’t help but cry out.

In that moment, she was caught up with.

"Thump!"

With a muffled sound, Lipum was punched away and crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Haha!"

A seasoned Swordsman successfully grabbed the box, looked at it as it fell into his arms from mid-air, and burst into triumphant laughter.

That was a skinny little Swordsman with many blood grooves etched into his rapier, emitting a cold chill all around.

Among the many seasoned Swordsmen present, this little Swordsman had the lowest presence.

Because he shared the same style of Swordsmanship as the Shadow Sword Saint Rom, excelling at stealth, his head-on attack power wasn’t high, but his speed was subtly among the fastest present.

"This thing is mine!"

After snatching the box, the short swordsman immediately turned into a shadow, moving with the speed of a gusting wind and silently sweeping towards the distance.

"Stop!"

"Don’t you dare go!"

"Stay right there!"

Seeing this, the remaining veteran swordsmen tensed up, dropping their current opponents and one by one pursuing the short swordsman.

Only Kammon, who by now was covered in wounds, did not hesitate to turn around, ready to flee as he saw the short swordsman holding the box and preparing to escape.

But soon, a torrent of fire surged towards him, forcing him back to his original position.

"Damn Yade!"

Kammon was furious.

"Thinking we’ll hold them off for you?"

Yade, with his clothes showing some scorch marks, was kneeling in the distance, panting, while coldly watching Kammon.

"Then you’re not going anywhere either!"

Yade once again cast attack magic, sending flames rushing out like a flood, striking Kammon’s twisted face.

Neither of them noticed that Leo, thrown into a frenzy, was mercilessly slaughtering those around him while turning his blood-red eyes towards them.

Meanwhile, the short swordsman, with extraordinary speed and agility, miraculously evaded the attacks of the swordsmen pursuing him, slipping through like an eel, twisting and turning through the air on a bizarre trajectory.

"Hehe, don’t even think about catching me."

The short swordsman was extremely proud, dodging the attacks of many senior swordsmen with eel-like movements and flying towards the distance.

The pursuers watched anxiously, wishing they could stop the other party immediately, the frequency of their attacks increasing and the intensity growing stronger.

However, intent on escape, the short swordsman could not be stopped by anyone, leaving them to watch helplessly as he weaved through countless attacks, the distance between them growing further and further.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing that he was about to break free from the battlefield, the short swordsman couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"The final victor is me!"

"Just wait!"

"I will soon become a Sword Saint!"

Leaving such words behind, the short swordsman reached the edge of the battlefield, preparing to dive into a cluster of buildings.

The crowd watched in shock and anger, roaring continuously.

Just as the short swordsman was about to leave the battlefield...

"————"

Without warning, the world came to a halt.

The short swordsman about to dive into the cluster of buildings stopped.

The people angrily chasing him stopped.

Those constantly in combat on the field stopped.

Yade and Kammon, who were confronting each other and attacking with bursts of flames, also stopped.

The noisy and chaotic Warehouse Street instantly entered a world of absolute stillness, absolute silence, freezing everything in its place.

Even the onlookers that appeared ready to burst out and intercept the short swordsman, they too were frozen in their original postures at that moment.

In this stilled time, only one person could move.

That was Reiger, who had cast the time magic.

"Perfect."

The youth in a cloak murmured with a smile.

"Without fairies or servants that can resist magic and spells around, time magic has once again become nearly unsolvable."

Saying this, Reiger strolled through the battlefield, slowly approaching the short swordsman and reaching out to take the box from his embrace.

"Snap!"

After finishing this deed, Reiger snapped his fingers, dispelling the time magic.

In an instant, the still world resumed its flow.

"Eh?"

The people chasing the short swordsman saw Reiger suddenly appearing next to him and were stunned on the spot.

The short swordsman was also taken aback.

Immediately after, he saw the box, which should have belonged to him, had fallen into the hands of another.

Right away, the short swordsman was enraged.

"Give that back!"

With those words, the short swordsman raised his rapier and struck towards Reiger’s head.