"Stinky little ghost, it seems that you haven't cultivated a lot in the past few years?" Zhao Minglei was holding a pitch-black broadsword, wearing heavy full-body battle armor, levitating in the air and staring at Fred.

"No, no, no, I think it's because you're getting older, uncle, and your physical strength is gradually unable to keep up with your actions, right? After all, young people like us have inexhaustible physical strength and energy! Fred scoffed.

As he spoke, he waved his arm, condensing a flame in the palm of his right hand and slamming it into his head.

His hair burned like a fire, swaying wildly in the wind.

"Huh... Actually use spontaneous combustion to strengthen the strength of his spiritual resistance? This method does work to resist my mental attacks, but it also does a lot of damage to your own body, right? Zhao Minglei said with a smile.

"Well, having said that, this battle will be over soon!" As soon as the words fell, Fred once again turned into a dazzling fireball and galloped towards Zhao Minglei.

[Phantom Slash]!

Zhao Minglei activated his skill, and the pitch-black broadsword in his hand instantly became dozens of times larger than the original, and the black flames were wrapped around the blade.

The moment he swung the knife, the surrounding air flowed with it, forming a hurricane towards the oncoming Fred.

The blade immediately clashed with the fireball, and the huge fireball was halved by everything, and the sparks scattered like meteorites to the battlefield on the ground, and the soldiers who were unfortunately hit instantly turned into a mass of charcoal!

The fireball exploded, and Fred, wrapped in flames, burst out, and swung down with his arms hanging from two flame scimitars.

Zhao Minglei didn't have time to resist, staggered backwards and retreated, and the two finally fell to the ground together.

"Is it really appropriate for you to attack my fireball like this!?" Zhao Minglei kept swinging the big knife and questioned Fred who was moving quickly to dodge.

"My only teammate has gone to attack your reserves, where do you get your words of friend and foe coming from?" He laughed wildly and flailed his arms.

The two flaming scimitars flickered with firelight, and slashed at Zhao Minglei's pitch-black machete.

"I see, you didn't see the other guilds as allies from the beginning?" Zhao Minglei scolded.

"Hey Uncle! What are you thinking? Aren't the people in this camp living for themselves? Desperately trying to survive is everyone's wish, who would really care about the life and death of others? If more people die, won't we get more fish balls? ”

Fred's emotions are getting higher and higher, and it seems that he has not met an opponent who can go head-to-head with him and has been in a stalemate for a long time.

The speed of each knife he swung down was so fast that it had even made Zhao Minglei reach the limit of his speed! However, with such a fast attack frequency as fast as the speed of light, the power of each blow has not diminished in the slightest!

The pitch-black broadsword in Zhao Minglei's hand was already dilapidated, with a large number of dents on the blade, and a huge crack on the knife surface.

(Bastard, I didn't expect to see this kid's combat effectiveness improve so quickly in a few years!) ）

When facing an unsuspecting opponent in terms of resisting mental attacks, Zhao Minglei, who has extremely strong mental attack ability, can be described as an unbeatable existence!

But for Fred, who has been through a hundred battles, he already has a lot of experience in fighting this kind of fighter (he usually trains with Uncle Cree, who also uses psychic abilities), so when psychic attacks no longer work against fighters like Fred, Zhao Minglei's attack methods become quite single!

In other words, Zhao Minglei, who has now lost the attack means in his field of expertise, can only confront Fred head-on in the form of physical attacks!

However, it is not difficult to see that his physical strength is not in the same dimension as Fred at all!

Although it may be quite strong for new star players like Sun Linsheng and Nana, if you want to fight against a powerful warrior like Fred, who has long been famous throughout the 3rd District, the disparity is clearly visible!

'Ding Dong ~ Girl calls! ’

Suddenly, a bell rang around Fred's waist.

"Pause!" He flapped the flame wings behind him and directly fanned Zhao Minglei dozens of meters away!

The strength of this wing was extremely huge, and it hit Zhao Minglei head-on like an unbreakable wall, causing him to have gold stars in his eyes.

(Are you joking around with me?) Zhao Minglei was lying on the ground, and his brain was in chaos.

"Hello? Is it over there for you? Fred shouted over the phone.

"Well, although there are some problems, it can be regarded as achieving the desired goal, you can return home, don't fall in love!" On the other side of the microphone was a man's voice.

"Huh? Gram... How are you? What about Ariel? Fred wondered.

"I'll talk about it when I get back."

The other end then hung up the call.

"Damn!" Zhao Minglei bared his teeth and waved a big knife and rushed towards him.

'Ding! The same bell rang in his ears, but it was nothing more than a voice echoing in his head.

This is a unique method of communication for the 'Breakers' guild, which uses the spiritual resonance of the psychic ability to communicate through brain waves. This will largely prevent calls from being monitored by the enemy!

"Some of the fish balls in the reserve have been stolen! Commander-in-Chief Carlo has issued an order to carry out the second plan, and all the Guardians will return to the headquarters reserve! "The communicator's instructions came to my head.

"Cut!" Zhao Minglei glared at Fred fiercely, his eyes revealing helplessness and unwillingness.

"Uncle, see you next time!" Fred smiled and turned to spread his flame wings and soared into the air.

"Next time, I'll definitely scrap your two arms!" Zhao Minglei roared, and threw the big knife in his hand to the ground with force, leaving a deep crack on the ground.

……

At the same time, the Breaker tortured room.

The maiden was naked, fastened to a stake, her limbs firmly bound by thick chains.

Blood flowed from the palms and soles of the feet pierced by the nails, dripping onto the ground beneath the body.

She convulsed, her face covered in blood and tears.

"Release, release my brother! I'll do with you!" She sobbed incessantly and stammered and pleaded.

However, the man sitting in front of him was silent, his head bowed and he flipped through the book in his hand.

"[Eel Twins]? So you're talking about your two brothers and sisters? The man looked up and closed the book in his hand.

"Luo... Lord Luo, we were wrong! You can do whatever you want me to do, please spare my brother! The girl pleaded.

"But you stole 200,000 fish balls from me~ This is not something that can be exchanged for the two lives of your sister and brother!" Roquere said with a gloomy face.

"Wait, two hundred thousand? I only stole 50,000 of them!! She looked up, a hint of surprise on her tattered face.

"I'm really surprised by the way you stole and was able to empty four warehouses of fish balls in just half an hour! How, exactly? Roclay walked over to her and gently lifted her chin with one hand.

"Report!" Suddenly the voice of a guard came from the door.

"Speak!"

"Lord Cress-sama asks to see you!"

"Let him in."

After receiving permission, the door to the torture room was opened, and a figure in a black cloak walked in.

After making sure that there was no one else at the door, he closed the door casually.

He took off his hood, and the fierce man's face immediately changed to that of a woman, and his long blond hair slid down the top of his head, and it turned out to be Lilith.

"Uncle Luo—" she walked over to Roquere and whispered something in his ear.

"Are you sure!?" He frowned, his eyes a little frightened.

He looked Lilith in the eye and then turned to look at the girl on the stake.

"Yes, we've confirmed it many times, and you can't go wrong with the quantity!"

"It looks like things are getting a little complicated." Roclay looked at the girl on the stake and muttered...