In the violent and hot sandstorm, a deep red lava sword light suddenly pierced out!
The werewolf guard's eyes were as big as copper bells.
The deep red sword light penetrated the head without any delay.
But the strange thing was that the bright red blood did not spill at all.
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the second-grade primary sub-god and gain three hundred points of energy!
Ding, absorb the origin of the laws of the second-grade primary sub-god and gain three hundred points of energy!
…
Ding, kill the second-grade primary sub-god and obtain three thousand evolution points!
Under the horrified gaze of the other guard, his companion was instantly turned into a shriveled piece of human skin as thin as paper.
At this moment, an extremely strong sense of fear was like a steel clamp, instantly grabbing the heart of the werewolf guard.
Just as he was stunned by shock and fear, another figure flashed by.
A flash of cold light appeared and cut off his head.
The warning that the werewolf guard was about to utter was stuck in his throat forever.
Mond rode on the Bloodline Black Tiger and rushed into the caravan of the Blood Knife Group.
An extremely strong murderous aura burst out.
The aura of the advanced third-grade master directly enveloped the entire caravan.
Mond shouted, "Everyone, kill them all without mercy!"
"Yes, sir!"
All the soldiers under his command roared in anger.
The wolf cavalrymen charged at the fastest speed.
They drove their majestic wolves with great skill and rushed madly into the caravan.
The sharp and cold scimitar, like a waning moon, kept flashing and lighting up in the caravan.
Every time it lit up, a gnoll guard or a merchant would fall down, spilling blood all over the ground.
The burly and strong barbarians, riding on earth lizards, are even more violent and ferocious.
The earth lizard is a good mount in the wasteland, and the barbarian is a natural warrior.
With this powerful combination, the barbarians rode directly on the ochre-colored earth lizards and instantly knocked away the carriages and camels that were surrounded in a circle.
The ferocious and vicious earth lizards even bit camels carrying living things to death on the spot.
The barbarians rode on giant earth lizards, rushed into the caravan, and jumped off directly, leaving the giant earth lizards to kill on their own.
The barbarians, holding scimitars, began to kill people everywhere.
Many businessmen and guards rushed out in a hurry, some even without putting on their pants properly.
Soon, there was a flash of cold light of a knife, which passed by, and heads fell down one after another.
The barbarians continued to look for their next target.
At this time, the barbarian warriors finally rushed into the caravan of the Blood Knife Merchant Corps.
Looking down from a high altitude.
Amid the wind and sand, dark shadows rushed into the encirclement of the carriages.
Then a bright red blood splashed out.
Soon, the bloodstain rapidly enlarged and spread in a very short time.
For a moment, the entire caravan was filled with the smell of blood, and the entire caravan was littered with corpses and splattered blood.
Screams and wails of death were heard everywhere.
"ah-"
"Enemy attack—"
"Stop them, damn it, no—"
"… "
All the members of the caravan relaxed their vigilance in the face of the wind and sand.
But they never expected that at this most unlikely moment, the claws of death would reach out.
And with one grab, all the lives will be taken away.
Mond rode on a black tiger with blood-red eyes, and a cold smile quickly spread across the corners of his mouth.
And the incomparably powerful momentum was like a mountain, weighing down the hearts of all enemies.
As long as he stood there, he was like a mountain, filling all the guards of the Blood Knife Merchant Group with fear.
The black tiger he was sitting on would jump out from time to time, pick up a jackal and eat it as a snack.
As for those who were still resisting stubbornly, they soon felt a terrifying pressure suddenly falling on their hearts.
No, it should be above one's own soul.
They looked towards Mond.
But the scimitar in front of him had already attacked.
The last scene before all of them lived was the strange long sword in Mond's hand, which was constantly emitting blood.
This... This is a magic sword!
But no one cares about their thoughts and expressions anymore.
The battle broke out in the midst of rolling sand and wind, with lightning speed.
The battle ended quickly in the midst of the wind and sand.
All the members of the Blood Knife Caravan were killed, and no prisoners were left.
Of course, Mond doesn't need any prisoners.
Norman, Irene and Lina, riding on earth lizards, slowly walked into the caravan.
The old magician looked at the corpses on the ground and the mountains of goods around him, then turned to look at Mond with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Mond looked at him, laughed and said, "Old man, don't we have money now?"
"Yes, sir, your Excellency is wise!"
The old magician complimented.
Hearing these words from Norman, who was always calm and wise, Mond's smile became even more intense.
He continued, "Let's count the gains and losses, and clean up the battlefield, then we'll set off immediately!"
"By the way, the spoils from the Blood Blade Caravan guards will belong to whoever kills them. We will bring back the valuable goods that are easy to carry away in exchange for more warriors!"
Norman nodded: "As you command, sir!"
After saying this, the old magician immediately went forward to deliver the order and count the damage.
Soon, Mond's order was passed down.
Suddenly, there was a cheer among the soldiers.
Many barbarian warriors who had killed a lot and were very powerful roared with excitement.
They reaped their own spoils, and their loyalty to Mond became even stronger.
Soon, the battle damage was counted.
In this surprise attack, only a dozen soldiers were injured, and not a single one died.
But the harvest was very rich.
It can be said to be a huge win with huge profits.
The old magician couldn't help but smile as he reported, and even jokingly said, "Sir, I want to be the first to participate in the next battle, so it's better to cast a spell first!"
"Hahaha, all right, old man, next time just cover it with magic!"
"Same here, all the spoils from the caravan guards belong to you!"
"We'll keep the rest for other uses!"
Mond agreed with a big laugh.
Although the old magician was just joking, sweeping the magic before a raid can indeed have greater lethality and end the battle faster.