Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 574: Action (Combined Chapter)
The Holy Nation and the United Cities are old enemies.

The United Cities, as the largest slavery empire, is also the enemy of anti-slavery advocates.

In the battles with the United Cities, anti-slavery forces were often at a disadvantage, and sometimes had to be hunted down and brutally exterminated.

According to common sense.

They should also take the initiative to find allies, form alliances, use the enemy's enemy to contain the enemy, and even directly use the power of others to try to overthrow the United City. It is not impossible -

In reality, this was not done.

Now you have the answer.

"What we have before us is not an enemy that will be made overnight, nor a friend that will be made overnight. Even if the United City is destroyed, if it is occupied by the Holy Empire or the former Shek Kingdom, it will not be the outcome we want, and may even be worse." Ronin stood up. "What's more, there are too many birds of a feather in this world. You think you can use them, but in the end they just want to use you as a knife in their hands - and then eat you together."

Lu Meng finally spoke.

He said, "What do you want to do by telling me this?"

Ronin said: "The Red King is a wise man, you should understand."

Whether it was the initial clarification under the guise of Princess Seto, or the example of the relationship between the Holy Kingdom and the United Cities... they were all just metaphors.

There was only one point he wanted to make.

In the swamps, in the land of Shem... Lu Beiyou was indeed enemies with the United Cities and even the merchant guilds behind the scenes along the way, and he repeatedly thwarted their plans.

But that's essentially it.

It's just a dispute over interests.

This does not mean that he was a fellow traveler of anti-slavery advocates.

"I know you have been looking for us," Ronin looked at Jager and Bo, "I am also very grateful for your help in Shark Village... That period of cooperation gave us a basic trust."

"But it is this kind of trust that allows me to speak..." He paused, "'We' cannot trust you."

Contradictory words.

But it is not incomprehensible.

If it weren't for this basic trust, the anti-slavery activists would not even have the intention to come and investigate, let alone have the slightest contact with Lu Meng.

However, if the Red King's goal is to use the power of the anti-slavery people to fight against their common enemy, the United Cities—

The final answer.

Still refused.

As Ronin's last words fell, the air in the room suddenly became cold.

The atmosphere seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

It was not yet late autumn outside, but even the anti-slavery supporters could feel a chill at their fingertips.

Not to mention the other party.

"It's not like this……"

Bo, who was standing behind the door, had a complicated expression on his face. He took a step forward and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the ronin with a gesture.

He slowly approached Lu Meng, and the candlelight gradually illuminated his face.

It can be seen that this ronin is quite thin, with extremely shriveled limbs and torso, except for a large and flat head - this is actually a beehive soldier bee.

"We will leave this place soon. We came to Shan just to pass through. We don't want to disturb the Red King... I miss the house here." He said, "As for what you have done in Shark Village - since you are here, we are willing to give you corresponding rewards, such as material things."

Although anti-slavery activists appear to be wandering around and hiding in the streets, they actually have their own bases.

On relative productivity and technological level.

No less than an ordinary big force.

After the ronin said this, the other anti-slavery supporters understood what he meant. In fact, even if Lu Meng had not shown up, they would not have stayed here for long.

At that moment, everyone stood up.

Some people even packed up their things quickly and efficiently, obviously already accustomed to this kind of life of running around and moving quickly.

Jager hesitated.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just sighed softly, and then moved with his companions.

And the ronin was waiting, waiting for Lu Meng to make his request.

Finally Lu Meng nodded.

But he opened his mouth and said:

"No, you can't leave."

The soldiers and ronin were stunned, including all the anti-slavery supporters, and they all thought they might have heard something wrong.

"Your Excellency..." he asked tentatively.

But the words are not finished yet.

The ronin suddenly became alert and leaned back sharply.

A violent gust of wind blew towards me.

Lu Meng took action!
There was no warning and no one present reacted.

Only the war-level ronin could catch a glimpse of the breeze.

Then the storm arose!

The Beehive Ronin's slender waist was bent backwards, almost parallel to the ground, but his feet were still standing firmly, as if frozen, and he barely avoided the oncoming storm.

It was a brown fist shadow.

Messy texture.

It was obviously the tanned cowhide arm armor worn by the Red King.

This moment of time is gained.

The wanderer finally reacted and was shocked: "You..."

But it was faster than the sound of his voice. When the first syllable had just finished brewing in his lungs and before it came out of his throat, Lu Meng lifted his knee and kicked him with a whip-like kick, sweeping across his lower body.

The steel-embedded leather boots, pushed by a huge force, the power of the toes seems to be able to break gold and split stone.

But Ronin's reaction was just as quick.

While he subconsciously cried out in surprise, his body had already reacted.

The ronin exerted force at an extremely strange angle, and his feet suddenly lifted his entire body into the air, then flipped back to the ground.

The lifted robe was kicked by Lu Meng.

The tough hundred-layer linen cloth was shattered on the spot, raising dust of fibers.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could stand firmly, the ronin had already thrown out a cloud-piercing hand, with his five fingers pressed together like a cone, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Just in time to receive Lu Meng's next punch.

At this time, Lang Ren stood firmly on his feet, and immediately exerted his strength in the second stage, using the earth as his foundation and pouring all his strength into it.

It happened suddenly.

His reaction was a beat slow.

But to compete with anti-slavery fighters in martial arts...

That's really overestimating your own abilities!

The ground beneath his feet was instantly stepped two inches deep, and sand, gravel and soil were ejected.

Almost to the point of becoming an afterimage.

The two fists collided.

In an instant, the disturbed air created a huge wind, which suddenly spread out with them as the center.

All the candles in the house were blown out in an instant.

Only then did the rest of the people present realize what had just happened.

The fight has already gone on for several rounds.

"trap?!"

Anti-slavery activists were horrified.

If their leader hadn't been here, based on their reaction just now... I'm afraid they would have suffered heavy losses in just one encounter.

When to die.

Just wait and see when it's your turn.

The anti-slavery activists sprang into action, their panic passing as quickly as their thoughts.

Someone rushed directly to the door.

Target Princess Shak brought by the Red King.

Regardless of the other party's intentions, bringing the stone demon's daughter with him is enough to make people cautious, but it will also make him worry.

"and many more……"

Bo, who was beside the little princess, subconsciously stepped forward to stop them and wanted to stand between the two sides.

But before she could act.

But she saw Seto, wearing a crimson robe, had already passed her.

Before the anti-slavery fighters and the petite Bo could react, a green light suddenly appeared from her hand.

Antislavery activists saw only a shadow.

On the blade was his own shadow.

He was chopped off on the head.

"Snapped!"

The anti-slavery activist fell over, rolled several times on the ground, and hit the table leg.

The sand table, cups, bowls, etc. that were originally placed on it all fell down with the broken wooden table and smashed all over the body.

There was a concave red mark on his face.

Already unconscious. Seto turned his sword back and took a defensive stance.

"you……"

Bo looked at her back in surprise.

She saw clearly that Seto had just used the back of the knife.

This move could certainly knock a person unconscious or even break his cheek bone...but if it was replaced with a blade, the companion would have been beheaded by now.

What surprised Bo even more was...

She remembered: half a year ago, when she was in the Dancing Skeleton Shelter in Shark Village.

This little princess was kidnapped by me, and she could only fight back by hiding her knife and attacking... Now she can have such combat power when facing the enemy head-on.

Even if she is the daughter of the stone demon.

But considering talent alone, without someone around to teach him...it's impossible for him to grow so fast.

——The mystery lies in it.

You can only ask the battered Beakbill coaches to find out.

the other side.

The anti-slavery boy who set up the mechanism at first did not rush towards the battle group, but turned around and pounced.

Gripped the lever.

Now the candles have all gone out and it is dark, but even before, few people could have noticed that chain crossbows have been set up everywhere in the hidden corners of the commune's hut.

Those loaded arrows.

Flashing a subtle light.

Whenever he arrived at a stop, even if it was just to rest for ten minutes, he could quickly activate various mechanisms to help his companions turn the terrain into a safe fortress.

However, the moment the so-called Red King walked in, his plan failed.

Although it is understandable.

But while he is reliable, he also has the mentality of a teenager, so it's inevitable that he feels a little resentful.

Of course, he doesn't have any relevant emotions in his heart now, and he can't care about all these.

The house was pitch black.

But relying on the wild sound of the wind, the collision of fists and feet, and his familiarity with the layout of the crossbow, he was sure to capture the opponent's position.

To lend a helping hand to the Ronin.

The boy was about to pull the lever.

"Click."

But his wrists were locked.

It's Jager.

"You're crazy!" the boy said angrily.

He knew that the other party admired the Red King very much, but now that things had come to a point where a conflict had broken out between the two sides - was Brother Jaeger going to give up their anti-slavery stance and bottom line and stand on the opposite side?

"Don't move." Jage ignored him, picked him up and threw him aside.

next moment.

There was an explosion on the spot.

A figure crashed directly into their previous position, the mechanism broke, and steel frames, screws, and wood chips flew out.

The young anti-slavery activist was stunned.

He saw who was coming.

It was none other than their team leader!
Judging from the position, if he had just activated the mechanism, the arrows would not only fail to hit the Red King, but would cover the Ronin's retreat trajectory.

The Red King begins.

He secretly saw through his plan.

War-level fight.

Not all of them can get involved.

But now, what really surprised the boy was not these.

But they are also war-level leaders...

Repulsed!
The ronin slowly stood up, his clothes were torn and covered in dust.

Although this was not enough to hurt him.

But this is for a war level.

It's definitely embarrassing.

He was equally surprised.

The ronin had heard from Jegg that Lu Beiyou was extremely talented and it didn't take him long to learn the essence of their ancient martial arts.

But at first, he didn't care.

Firstly, anti-slavery advocates did not prohibit the private teaching of martial arts. As long as power was in the hands of the right people, it was not a bad thing. This was also the philosophy of their boss.

This is a little advance payment.

Secondly, Jaeger's skill level was indeed outstanding among the anti-slavers, but it was still far from his own combat level.

The vision and insight are here.

Being praised by Jaeger does not mean that you need to be taken seriously by Ronin - there is time for practice, and even if you are talented you still need to catch up slowly.

But I didn't expect...

A white-haired young man walked out of the darkness, his eyes bright like a beast hunting at night.

His muscles were engorged with blood and bulged slightly.

His chest rose and fell.

Obviously it's not completely easy.

But he was still wearing a cloak.

The ronin took a deep breath and assumed an attacking stance, clenching his inhuman hands into three claws.

The momentum was rising visibly.

It seemed as if a trace of blood was leaking from between his fingers - the souls of countless slave owners.

The opponent's swiftness was impressive.

But he also got serious.

Ronin...anti-slavery fighters have always known that it is never through tenderness and affection that one can break free from bondage.

To do this, a lot of people need to be hurt.

Even if people don't want to.

And in his eyes, Lu Meng also slowly lowered his body and put his hand into the waist of the cloak.

The ronin suddenly became alert.

He knew that although the opponent had suppressed him for a time in the bare-handed fight just now, it was mainly because of his advantage in strength.

Just talking about skills.

The other party is obviously still not proficient in some aspects.

Even during the fight, I could clearly feel that he was gradually improving...his terrifying learning ability...but at least for now, he was still not as good as me.

But the ronin did not forget.

According to intelligence, the Red King has always been proud of his swordsmanship.

See Lu Beiyou’s appearance.

He knew that the other party had also become serious, so he was going to show off his best skills to determine who was better.

And this is no small matter.

The outcome of life and death depends on a moment.

"bring it on……"

The thought just came to mind.

Both sides attacked violently.

The speed of its movement alone created a gust of wind that hurt people's faces.

Lu Meng pulled his right hand out from his waist.

The ronin seemed to have seen the beautiful arc of light - but he was prepared and reacted faster.

He reached up with one hand.

He actually went straight to meet him.

He had the ability to catch a blade with his bare hands, but he never expected to be able to use it at this moment. He just hoped to block it for a moment, even if it meant breaking his hand or an arm.

The ronin opened his eyes wide, and could only barely lock onto the track in the dim light.

But this is a short time difference.

It is enough to determine the chance of victory.

He caught it.

But it burst.

"Wow!"

Like an air bag exploding, the top-grade liquor brewed by the White Eyebrow Clan rushed directly into the Ronin's eyes with great force, filling his arms with liquid droplets like a rainstorm.

Lu Meng threw away the hand holding the wine bag and got some space.

Pushed hard on his chest.

(End of this chapter)