If the huge cave is a pool of water, then Yang Long, who runs on the wooden dock, is only a drop of water, which does not attract anyone's attention at all, until he stepped on the edge of the first deck of the blank, and was discovered by the professionals who fought together.

When even two members of the Brotherhood of Defia outflanked one after the other, they smirked and slashed the machete they raised.

Phew-

In a flash, the two throwing knives were divided into two attacks at the same time to their respective targets, and they accurately nailed into the foreheads of the two enemies, ending their lives in an instant, without stirring up any waves at all.

"Ha!" grinned a little funny, Yang Long looked back and forth for a moment, and then strode forward.

The deaths of the two members of the Brotherhood of Defia did not attract too much attention, so as Yang Long walked, enemies continued to attack, and then he was nailed into the forehead by a throwing knife and lost his life.

The people fighting on the first deck were basically low-level professionals, and in the face of Yang Long's flying knife stunt, they didn't have any chance to dodge at all, just a look at their faces and they died cleanly.

At first, Yang Long still used a flying knife to kill the enemy, but later he felt that it was troublesome and directly replaced it with a two-handed sword, and the enemies who wanted to attack him along the way were all cut into two pieces by the sharp blade.

From the time Yang Long stepped on the deck to the stairs leading to the second deck, there was a distance of more than five hundred meters.

When he reached the stairs and was about to go to the second deck, there were one or several incomplete corpses lying on the deck behind him every twenty or thirty meters. Blood and guts smeared the wooden deck into filth.

This was not prominent on the first deck of the battle, and although dozens of Brotherhood of Defia lost their lives, it did not have any effect on the overall situation of the battle.

However, when Yang Long walked up to the second deck, crossed the hull to the staircase leading to the third deck, and once again killed dozens of members of the Brotherhood of Defiya along the way, he finally caught the attention of the professionals.

Especially because of Yang Long's all the way forward, the soldiers who were originally at a disadvantage or were about to be killed by the enemy, because of the old butcher's easy cleaning of the enemy, after they survived, one after another noise sounded.

"That's"

"It's Lord Grofe!"

"Lord Grofe is here! Lord Grover is here!"

"Those three adventurers were actually killed by Master Grofe!"

"Oh my God, that's three twelfth-order adventurers, even if it's a pseudo-super-rank powerhouse, it's not necessarily."

Judging by the reaction of these mid-rank soldiers. Although Yang Long confessed, he told the other party where he was truthfully. However, the Clearing Army still had friction with the three adventurers, and knew their strength.

Seeing that everything was normal for Yang Long, the rescued soldiers naturally had to go after the adventurers who went to kill Yang Long. The conclusion that Yang Long has been defeated and killed. They shouted excitedly.

This unfinished billet is huge. The two groups of armies that are fighting each other are basically based on the first level of low-level professionals and the second level of middle-level professionals. High-level professionals fight in the third level of the situation.

The main reason for this combat situation is the difference in strength between the different ranks of professionals

Take the first and second level of professionals as an example, the first layer where the low-level professionals are located, the soldiers who fight together basically rely on hand-to-hand combat, and they basically cooperate with the army of the feudal society in the previous life.

The combat style of low-level professionals is relatively simple, and the combat population density in the area is high, with an average of professionals being killed every second, and subsequent professionals will immediately fill the gap in the former

For the mid-level professionals who are fighting on the second deck, the level improvement has brought a significant increase in combat effectiveness, and the destructive power and combat methods have begun to become diverse, and the combat methods have also tended to be single-handed, and obvious warbands have appeared.

The difference from low-level professionals is that mid-level professionals have begun to have a variety of professional inheritances, and it has become somewhat impossible for professionals who are fighting with each other to quickly kill opponents of similar strength.

At the same time, because the population density of the combat in the area has been greatly reduced, basically every one or two minutes, a professional will be seriously injured or killed in the battle, and the attrition rate is greatly reduced

The professionals who fight in the third layer basically have high-level strength, and the combat area of each war group is wider, and the professionals with similar strength want to kill the opponent unless they have a numerical advantage to achieve their wishes.

However, it was obvious that the high-level professionals who were attacking each other did not have a situation in which one side overwhelmed the other in terms of numbers, and when Yang Long walked up the stairs to the third deck, he only found less than thirty corpses as far as the eye could see, and the situation was still in a state of balance.

After reaching the high-level strength, each professional inheritance has some unique abilities, such as swords, flying losses, daggers, and magic, which reflect the blood spilled by the high-level professionals in battle extraordinarily beautifully

For this kind of small battle with less than 10,000 people, the battle between the top powerhouses can really affect the victory of the battle.

Because of the cries coming from below, although the high-level professionals of the third layer were puzzled, whether it was the purge force or the members of the Brotherhood of Defiya, none of the professionals were obviously affected, and they still fought hard together.

The intensity of the battle was so fierce that not even a high-level powerhouse could take care of Yang Long, who came up and looked around.

"It's really tragic!" Yang Long sighed casually, and with a sweep of his senses, he raised his head and looked at a platform erected in the middle of the third deck, focusing his gaze on a professional.

It was a human man in gray leather armor who looked to be about thirty years old, covered in blood scabs formed by the drying of blood, and was wielding two long swords in his hand, each with a barb about ten centimeters from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

"That's a weapon called a cruel barb, right?" Yang Long looked at the man who was obviously a killing thief, killing a group of professionals with their backs to him, and confirmed the identity of the other party: "He should be Edwin Van Cleef!"

Perhaps sensing Yang Long's gaze, the man in the distance reflexively turned his head and looked at it from a distance of hundreds of meters, just that kind of bland gaze could make the old butcher tremble.

"Hehe, what a powerful enemy!" Yang Long glanced at Van Cleeff deeply, his whole body began to be restless, and his blood boiled unconsciously: "An enemy of this strength is just the most suitable whetstone for me!"

Edwin Van Cleeff, a thirteenth-order subordinate to kill thieves, has not received much professional inheritance, but has a pseudo-super-rank level, from the perspective of his own strength, he is stronger than Yang Long, but not too much stronger.

This is exactly the goal of Yang Long's mission this time, and it is also the goal that the old butcher chose for himself!

The excitement and excitement in his heart made Yang Long unconsciously smile on his face, and after taking a few deep breaths to stabilize his emotions, the old butcher took a brisk step and quickly ran towards the ramp leading to the platform in the center of the third deck.

In a short distance of several hundred meters, Yang Long only took two minutes, and when he ran to the lower end of the slope, he was able to perceive the platform and fight Edwin Van Cleeff through his perception.

Cromwell was not dead, he was in the center of the battle against Van Cleef, and at the same time, another brigadier general, who had not been very conspicuous all along, the flame mage Montgomery, who had reached the upper rank of the twelfth order, also cast spells to assist behind the platform.

About seven or eight professionals with tenth- to twelfth-order strength were using these two people as the core to assist from the side, surrounding Van Cleef in a semi-circle, constantly launching onslaught against this pseudo-super-rank powerhouse.

Van Cleef, who fought against them, was under the protection of two eleventh-order lower defense warriors, and he was flexible and flexible to save again and again, and every attack could bring a conspicuous blush to Cromwell and the others

(To be continued......)