A silver arc of light swept by the Frost Sword vanished.

Bard stared at the young man's face in front of him, he tried to find this face in his memory, but for a moment there was no impression at all-

Ever since Miss Lady Radia arrived at the Wolf Bandits, Gross has gotten up early to clean his beard every day, and his appearance at this time is a true reflection of his age - if there is a deviation, it is not too much.

So young, but with this level of strength. Bard knew only a handful of astonishing and brilliant figures among the aristocracy, but it would be unbelievable to say that such a person would stoop down to become a bandit—

According to people's perception, such a young and powerful person often has great potential, and he can grow up smoothly enough to dominate the party.

Bandits?

Gross was silent and didn't say a word.

After the war horse under him broke through the crowd, he turned around and turned around-

The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the trunks and branches of the fir forest around them, casting a large patch of mottled light, and the people of Gray Rabbit Village first saw Gross take the lead, and their hearts hung in their throats, but what happened next made them seem to forget their breathing.

There were cries and wails everywhere, and in addition, the surroundings were quiet and silent.

Orr was huddled in the crowd of onlookers at the head of the village, and once again he almost stared out of his eyes, he turned his head sideways, and secretly glanced at Cameron, and couldn't help but feel envy and jealousy in his heart—

The strength performance of the wolf leader Gross has surpassed Michelle, the original leader of the Brute Bear Bandits, by too much.

Probably, perhaps on the same level as Baron Fred Wolfe, the noble knight was already the strongest Cameron had ever seen.

After observing this scene, Cameron made an evaluation in his heart, and the thought that had just been shaken became firm again.

The second wave of charges.

The first wave of Gross's offensive just now has already caused half of this group of mercenaries to fall.

Seeing that he did not respond, the mercenary Bud clenched the sword in his hand, his fingers clenched white, and his palms wet with sweat - at this point, it was clear to both sides that there was no possibility of compromise for either side of the battle.

Most of these mercenaries present have rich combat experience, and in the face of this life-and-death situation, they quickly came to their senses - even if they can't complete the conquest task, but the matter is related to their own lives, so they can't be careless.

But in the next second, when a crystal like snow appeared on the surface of the two-foot-three-inch sword blade in the young man's hand, they finally found that this seemed to have become a luxury.

The horses sprinted at high speed through the crowd, their hooves rolling up dust, and their dull breathing spewed white hot steam in the cold air.

Sword Qi Slash!

Gross has turned on the Valor!

In the first wave of the attack just now, he not only used [Indestructible], but also activated the skill [Counterattack Against the Trend] attached to the bracer [Iron Spike Ring of Glory], although the damage was only quite slight, but the real value has been recorded.

As the war horse sprints, a silver folded line cuts the picture in two, silently.

The mercenary Bud had already had some kind of guess in his heart, but all this was displayed in front of his eyes, and he was still shocked—because this was the power that truly belonged to the first order of awakening!

Who is this young man?

At his age of almost twenty or so, the young man who had recently appeared in the Northland was still Viscount Afradi in the Cerris region.

Could it be said?

However, the mercenary Bud didn't have time to think more.

The mercenaries raised their swords, scimitars, and spears in a defensive stance, and some used sturdy iron shields, but these actions seemed meaningless at this time—

From the long and narrow blade of the frosty sword, white turbulent air currents surged, and these air currents slammed into the armor, and the surface of the armor was dented, cracked, the skin was flawed, and the blood flowed; Swords and scimitars bent backwards, snapped, and then turned into countless sharp shards, slicing the mercenaries' bare arms and faces bloodied......

When Gross's sword fell completely, the horses raised their front hooves in pain, neighing incessantly, and the mercenaries on horseback had already flown out one by one.

Thin silver lines crossed the center of the mercenary Bard's eyebrows, across Tamu's neck, and across the back of another high-ranking inaugurate, Rothiel...... On the bodies of these mercenaries, countless blood lines were shooting, and puffs of blood began to explode.

Dead.

Completely, silently.

Orr and Cameron kept their eyes open at first, for fear of missing Gross's every move, but the tragic situation still made them twist their heads; Oliver drew a crudely made hunting bow, and the arrow had not yet been fired; Miss Mage Ladya retracted her short-handled staff and retreated behind the earthen wall, beating her flat chest restlessly.

Almost at the same time, Scott and Levine rushed at the group of mercenaries and swung their weapons—

It was not so much a battle as a massacre. Gross was expressionless, and after completing the blow, he grabbed the reins of his horse and slowed down, and his indifferent eyes swept over the field.

The blood of the mercenaries stained this section of the road in the mountains and forests, and under the combined efforts of the three of the wolf bandits, ten ...... Five...... Two, one, and the last few mercenaries who were alive went madly towards the nearby fir forest, but on horseback, Scott's sword and Levin's spear were faster than they fled.

Cutting people is such a thing, and the wolf bandit group and others have never been merciful.

After experiencing the brutal "Fog Pine War", they have somewhat understood an important thing: they have nothing to rely on, and the only thing they can rely on is the blade in their hands.

The battle ended, and several people quickly returned to the village of Gray Rabbit.

The people of the village looked at the bandit leader Gross one by one, and their eyes showed deep awe-

At this time, Gross was still immersed in the thrill of the previous hearty battle, and he didn't realize it, because the unexpected arrival of this group of mercenaries helped him to subdue people's hearts very well.

Seeing with his own eyes such a powerful strength, these men of the Brute Bear Bandit Group had no other thoughts at this time.

And because of this battle, although "Dissension" has the basic setting of level difference experience decay, Gross also finally stepped into the LV26 combat level -

Compared with more than two months ago, his personal strength has changed drastically. Not only the attributes of the character itself, but also the familiarity of the young mountaineer's body with the fighting instincts, seems to be gradually beginning to return.

From the well-known "war maniac" to the invincible "king of the battlefield", this is an honor and an unforgettable memory.

Before the New Year's Festival, he had a swordsmanship exchange with "Black Barrier" Stewart, which accelerated the process.

……

This is the third day of the year of the Red Moon, and as the sun dims a little, the fir forest outside Gray Rabbit Village returns to its usual tranquility.