Magic Industrial Age

Several dozen miles outside East City, in a small forest.

Tonight, the Moon Goddess was very stingy with her light, leaving the world in dimness.

Adding to this, the lush foliage within the small forest further obscured the moonlight, making it even darker.

Therefore, even those accustomed to operating in the dark had to light torches.

The limited range illuminated by the flickering torchlight did not affect the transaction between the two parties.

Clearly, the Vulture Thieves and the Bloodhand Gang had limited trust in each other, so the flatbed carts carrying the goods were positioned nearly parallel, about a hundred meters apart.

Then, the carters led the horses away, and professionals stepped forward to inspect the goods and assess their value.

The Vulture Thieves had a great deal of goods, filling five flatbed carts piled high, so even with five members from the Bloodhand Gang, it took some time to count them.

On the other side, there was only one cart, and the inspection was much faster.

The Vulture Thieves also had their own stronghold, and naturally needed various supplies. Besides essential living items, medicine and weapons were indispensable.

These were purchased by the Bloodhand Gang on their behalf. One side provided a list, and the other purchased in batches, settling the accounts together.

After a full half-hour, both sides completed their assessments.

The Bloodhand Gang provided a value report, and the Vulture Thieves bargained. The bosses of both sides remained in place, not showing their faces, but sent someone to argue their case.

In the darkness, their voices carried far, and when they got excited, they even greeted each other's female relatives, arguing incessantly.

However, they finally reached a compromise. After confirmation from both sides, the Bloodhand Gang brought a dark box, counted out coins from it, and sent someone to deliver them to the Vulture Thieves.

The Vulture Thieves were also wary of them cheating, and had a dedicated person to receive the money and count it carefully.

Several hundred meters away, behind a large tree, Loye squinted at the scene before him, finding it both absurd and real.

Beside him, Oliveira stood with his sword, appearing very calm and casual.

However, they had no intention of rushing in. Loye was there to seek a breakthrough, not to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

That was a matter for the Hapsburg Empire's officials, and had nothing to do with him!

Once the transaction was completed, Bloodhand Bode and Vulture Black Jack stepped forward with tacit understanding. They shook hands, exchanged a few words, and then led their people away in opposite directions.

The Bloodhand Gang clearly had more manpower, as the carts needed to be pulled away, which couldn't be done without people.

The Vulture Thieves had it easier, hitching a horse to the cart and heading into the distance.

They weren't moving fast, and figures emerged from between the trees, each carrying a bow and arrow, forming a team of nine.

Their direction of advance was precisely where Loye was located.

However, Loye and Oliveira were no longer there.

Several miles away, on a mountain path.

Farther away, the Vulture Thieves relaxed and their unrestrained laughter carried far.

However, from some point on, someone was standing in their path.

He stood there with his rapier pressed against his waist, seemingly blending into the night, waiting for a long time.

Until the torchlight approached, Vulture seemed to sense something, suddenly stopped, and shouted, "Who? Who's there?"

In the darkness, Loye moved, like a shadow moving forward, allowing others to realize that there was actually a living person there.

And when he completely stepped into the illuminated area, it was as if he had walked from darkness into light, and also walked in front of everyone.

"Are you Vulture Black Jack?"

Black Jack had the name 'Vulture' because he really looked like a scavenging vulture.

He was slightly hunched, his head protruding forward, with almost no hair on top, but some remaining on the sides.

His eyes were like those of a hawk, radiating a venomous light, staring at you as if a vulture was watching its prey.

Staring intently at Loye, Black Jack gripped the sword in his hand and opened his mouth with a hoarse voice: "I am, who are you? Sent by the Bloodhand Gang, or one of my other enemies?

Report your name, otherwise, after I kill you, I won't know who to seek trouble from."

As he said this, the long sword in his hand had already been drawn, the clanging sound entered the ear, and the first to move were the four people behind him, all drawing their bows and shooting arrows.

Shoo, shoo, shoo...

The arrows pierced through the air, directly targeting Loye's vital points. Obviously, they were already very tacit, and the action of drawing the sword was the order to attack.

However, Loye was not flustered at all. The blue light in his eyes flickered, and he had already taken a step back.

Just one step, and he disappeared into the darkness, the silver angel rapier in his hand bringing out a phantom.

Ding ding ding!

As if a spark flashed and disappeared, Loye had disappeared, just as everyone was uncertain and suspicious.

On the left, there was a sound from the darkness, and everyone looked almost simultaneously.

But at this time, on the right, Loye pounced out wrapped in darkness, his speed as fast as a leopard.

With a stab of his rapier, he had already pierced into the heart of an archer.

With another slash, blood splashed, splattering on the face of the person next to him, scaring him into retreating.

The others were also shocked, those who reacted slowly raised their hands and shot arrows; those who reacted quickly, like Black Jack, rushed over directly.

But when he stood still in this place, where was Loye's figure? Only the fallen archer was left, one hand covering the blood hole in his heart, and the other hand raised, wanting to touch Black Jack.

Black Jack's face flushed red, his eyes fierce, his ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly turned his head.

He saw another angle, where a subordinate was covering his throat with both hands, but blood was spurting out from it, his lips opening and closing, but he couldn't say anything.

Another one died!

Black Jack could only see a figure, once again flashing into the darkness.

"Everyone, gather back-to-back, and set the carriage on fire, quick! Quick!"

The hoarse roar came out, and a group of robbers executed it almost instinctively. They squeezed together, some drawing bows and stringing arrows, some holding weapons.

Some people threw out torches and lit the carriage. The flames of burning goods illuminated the surroundings even brighter.

But it was useless, it was useless at all!

In the darkness, there was a clear sound of footsteps, accompanied by the bloody storm, and when all of them were attracted by his attention, another figure pounced out from another direction.

The bright rapier pierced through the air, the sound of 'shoo shoo' sounded, and had already cut through one person's throat, and one person's eyes.

The screams tormented everyone's nerves, and another figure walked out of the darkness.

This time, everyone had to distract themselves to other places, but the figure directly pounced out, and with another sword, cut open the chest of a robber.

This time, the Vulture Thieves completely collapsed, they no longer paid attention to Black Jack's command, howling and fleeing in all directions.

Only Black Jack, still in the area covered by fire, with his long sword pointing to the ground, stared solemnly at the surroundings.

At this time, he naturally knew that there was more than one enemy.

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In the darkness, there were screams from all directions, and they were getting weaker and weaker, he knew that his men were all dead.

This made him feel frightened, and also aroused his ferocity.

"Come on, let's have a head-on battle, a life-and-death duel!"

His words were just venting, but unexpectedly, in the darkness, a figure walked out again, and walked under the fire.

Seeing the person coming, Black Jack asked loudly: "Who are you? Who are you? Why can't you get along with me?"

"Just an amateur bounty hunter, I heard that your head in the治安所 is worth a lot of gold Tier.

So, I want to earn it to spend!"

This reason made Black Jack's expression stiff, he had thought about many possibilities, but he really didn't expect it to be this.

Also at this moment, Loye pounced up.

His movements were as swift as a leopard, the silver angel rapier reflecting a cold light, and had already reached Black Jack's eyes.

Black Jack was not incompetent, he roared, and the long sword in his hand suddenly accelerated, and he was about to block Loye's rapier.

His sword is a standard cross sword, the blade is snow-white, the hilt is in the shape of a 'cross', and he uses the most popular cross swordsmanship.

What he emphasizes is to defend and wait for the attack, the long sword stands in the center line of the human body, no matter which direction the enemy comes from, he blocks with the simplest action, and then seeks a counterattack.

Loye didn't mean to fight him to the death, he moved his feet and shifted his position horizontally,

The rapier in his hand flew up and down, the sound of '咻咻咻' piercing through the air was endless, and directly took Black Jack's vital points from all directions.

And Black Jack also moved with Loye, although he was a second-order, but his main attribute was not agility, and his reaction speed was far inferior.

But he also has his own way of dealing with it, which is to respond to all changes with the same, if he can't keep up with the speed, he tries to reduce the amplitude of the action as much as possible.

In a flash, hundreds of breaths passed, and the two sides did not have a single collision.

Black Jack's defense was impeccable, but Loye was a little disappointed.

This one may already be a second-order, the seeds of life are sprouting, and there is a thin stream of fighting spirit flowing in the body.

But at most it is only a second-order six or seven, and the strength is far weaker than the outside world rumors.

At least, he didn't bring Loye a deadly pressure.

"If you only have this ability, then I won't play with you."

This is Loye's original words, and at this moment, he no longer cares about the collision of swords.

The silver angel rapier quickly handed forward, and collided with Black Jack's cross sword.

Ding Ding Dang Dang!

The metal collision is like music, the sparks flicker, and in a flash, they die, and Loye is moving forward step by step, pressing Black Jack to retreat.

Just kidding, the silver angel rapier is also a good magic weapon, worth five gold Tier, where is it so easy to damage?!

And Loye's swift swordsmanship has long been controlled by the heart, every collision, the sword body seems to be curved, but he can follow the arc, and launch the next sword at the fastest speed.

And every sword, is inseparable from Black Jack's vital points!

At this time, Black Jack has felt the threat of death, and seeing that he is about to move away from the fire, the fierce color in his eyes flashed away.

"Die!"

With a roar, he ignored the wounds left on his body by the rapier, but the long sword pierced through the air, one horizontal and one vertical, and used a sword skill.

Cross Slash!

The sword light seemed to draw a cross, and he wanted to cut Loye into four pieces, but Loye had already been prepared, and suddenly jumped back.

Very accurate jump, let go of the blade, but the next second, Loye only felt his heart beat violently, and the threat of death surged into his heart.

I saw, under the fire, Vulture Black Jack stood there, covered in blood, with an extremely hideous smile on his face.

And his left hand, a magic energy pistol was raised.

The dark muzzle was aimed at Loye, and the visible magic power gathered, and the inscriptions on the pistol were lit up in turn, and it was already in the activated state.

It turned out that Black Jack's strength was really not how brilliant his swordsmanship was, how thick his fighting spirit was, but that he was a dual magic warrior, and there was also a magic energy gun.

Also at this moment, Loye only felt that the world was slow, only the heartbeat was like a drum, so that the silent seed of life, also beat together!

At this moment, he felt the palpitations that Oliveira said, and also found the opportunity to break through!

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