Chapter 756: Stalemate (2/2)

His concealment ability was extremely powerful. Qianye might not have sensed his existence if it wasn’t for the unavoidable leakage of aura before the shot.

During the split second that could potentially decide the outcome of this battle, Qianye made the instantaneous decision to charge at that assassin!

This time, Qianye used every ounce of strength he had. He flitted across hundreds of meters and arrived like a bolt of lightning. At this moment, the origin bullet had just left the chamber and was flying toward the battlefield, shrouded in a layer of deep greyish energy.

The sniper finally revealed his form briefly. The shape seemed humanoid, but at a glance, he looked like a distorted mass of greyish white colors.

Just as he was about to reach his target, a shadow suddenly appeared before him. This entity looked like one of those fabled knights—he was clad in a full suit of heavy armor, the only opening being a slit in his visor. This strange knight barred Qianye’s path, shouting, “Bulwark!”

His arms spread out to form a shield of origin power, the surface of which was decorated with a dense array of almost tangible runes. Apparently, its defensive prowess was extraordinary.

In a great hurry, Qianye hoisted the origin gun made by Cui Yuanhai and fired, the massive recoil stunting the momentum of his charge. The origin gun spat out a rather large ball of flames which struck the knight’s shield with great ferocity.

Following a loud boom, the heavily armored knight took a step back. The origin shield in his hand was flickering on the verge of collapse. However, it actually didn’t shatter after taking an all-out blast.

Qianye’s pupils contracted, realizing that this knight was, just like Wei Potian, a defense specialist. Wei Potian still had some offensive techniques, but this person seemed to be entirely focused on defense in terms of his secret arts, equipment and talent abilities. That secret art called Indestructible Bulwark was rather ridiculously named, but it really wasn’t destroyed in this exchange.

The knight was evidently shocked by Qianye’s attack. He glanced contemplatively at the flickering shield in his hand, his thoughts unknown.

At this moment, the grey silhouette had also stood up. Although his eyes weren’t visible, it was clear that his gaze was fixated upon Qianye. The formless glare was so sharp that it stung his skin ever so slightly.

Qianye was wary because the ability of these two men complemented each other well. Their power would increase exponentially when working together. Qianye gauged the duo at rank twelve or so, but their combined abilities were extremely difficult to deal with. There was probably no way to keep them here without revealing his aces. However, Qianye didn’t want to reveal too much in front of everyone. After all, the curtains had just risen on the war. To him, this wasn’t a battle of hatred and enmity; just another way to earn mercenary rewards.

The two mysterious assassins also stopped their advance, apparently worried about getting entangled with this difficult opponent. Meanwhile, the battle on the other end was still going on—the grey shadow’s shot had missed due to Qianye’s sudden appearance.

The two assassins exchanged glances, then slowly pulled back. At the same time, they pointed at Qianye’s back. Understanding their intention, Qianye also nodded and began retreating. Both parties went back into hiding after putting the distance between them.

The casualties on the battlefield were severe, but the wounded were all soldiers. The experts from either side only suffered light injuries. They also seemed to have sensed the changes and lost the will to keep on fighting. Eventually, both sides stopped fighting and left the scene along with their wounded. As for the corpses and those who couldn’t be transported, they were abandoned in the field.

Qianye watched with a heavy heart. If this were in the empire, the military tradition was to fight for the remains of comrades. The tribes of Evernight also attached great importance to remains because they were bloodline descendants. In this place, and especially at such a time, people had neither the strength to spare for moving corpses nor methods to suppress their smell. Transporting the deceased in such a manner would make them easy targets.

Qianye stood silently with his aura retracted, almost like a rock in the wilderness.

Some shadows appeared in the distance and approached rapidly. A werewolf raised his head and sniffed the scent in the air. He then turned back and growled before running toward the battlefield. Those at the back slowed down and approached in a cautious formation.

This group of a hundred was wearing the colors of the Wolf King. The three viscounts among them proved that this was an elite hunting party. The werewolf who had arrived first observed the corpses strewn across the ground. Then, he pointed left and right, sending a couple of werewolves in each direction to act as sentries.

That werewolf walked quickly around the battlefield, sniffing constantly as though he were searching for something. He issued a low growl—a while later, several werewolves walked over carrying some corpses on their backs, then left in due haste. That werewolf personally stood guard in the vicinity with a dozen or so elite warriors.

If this were the Misty Wood, Qianye could’ve taken down such a squad. But the surroundings here were fairly empty despite the rising slopes, and he had to take that grey shadow assassin into account. It would be too dangerous if he were to get entangled.

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