Though individually stronger, the bandits were quickly overwhelmed by the black-clothed figures. The black men’s exquisite teamwork purely focused on slaughter, and even formed battle formations. With one rotation, more than thirty bandits fell dead on the spot.
Oda and the others watched in terror, huddling close together. They felt as fragile as leaves in a storm.
"Fear not, I am a friend of Alavin," the portly man approached them.
"My brother?" Oda's mouth hung open in surprise.
"He should be here soon as well."
"What... what's happening?" Helna asked, shocked by the chaotic scene.
At that moment, a 'bandit' burst through the lines, leaping skywards a hundred meters with a cry, swooping down with his right leg smashing heavily upon the ground. "Earth Fiend! The Great Splitting Stomp!"
A powerful energy ripple emanated from the point of impact, sweeping across hundreds of meters. Following it, a blast of air surged, knocking over a dozen black-clad figures who spat blood in midair. Their hearts shattered, and they were dead before they hit the ground—meanwhile, a web of deep cracks spread violently as if rending the earth itself.
"Ah!" The women screamed as the blast and cracks hurtled towards them. The wind covered the sky, and the fissures fractured the ground, leaving them nowhere to run.
Dozens of shadows raced forward, intent on rescue.
In the nick of time, a formidable figure descended from above, crashing down in front of them with a roar. Flames burst forth as he swung his great sword, slicing a trench into the earth a few dozen meters ahead, halting the advancing cracks. His powerful aura stood firm against the oncoming blast.
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