Lucas felt that his life had never been this tumultuous as it was today.
This was supposed to be a one-sided massacre. They had spent one or two months carefully preparing for today’s operation.
But despite being a seemingly foolproof mission, something went wrong. What should have been hunters turned into prey instead, and even he himself was caught in a life-and-death crisis.
After fighting with all their might, they had finally seen a glimmer of hope to escape. Unexpectedly, someone who had no business appearing at this moment suddenly showed up.
To save or not to save?
Lucas was caught in a dilemma, unsure of what to do. But never in his wildest dreams did he expect that this person he had hardly paid attention to from the start would turn out to be so powerful!
Incredibly powerful!
In the earlier fight, Lucas had participated too, but most of the enemies were taken down by Lynch alone. He could quickly figure out the best counterstrategy to nullify others’ spells, while his own spells easily shredded through his foes.
Even though their strength was supposed to be similar, Lynch felt like he existed on an entirely different level!
"You’re the Shadow Sword, aren’t you?!"
At this moment, even someone as slow-witted as Lucas realized that the hidden expert in the academy’s hunting grounds was none other than Lynch standing before him.
He couldn’t help but feel a rush of anger: "You had this kind of strength all along—why were you hiding it?!"
If they had known about Lynch’s capabilities earlier, they could have devised a far superior battle plan today. The situation would have been ten thousand times better than it was now.
Moreover,
Thinking about how he had acted like a clown over the past few days, Lucas didn’t even know how to face himself.
"Is now really the time to be dwelling on that?"
Lynch frowned. Not to mention, he had just saved Lucas’s sorry life moments ago. Whether or not he wanted to keep his strength hidden was his own business—what right did Lucas have to comment?
Lucas was taken aback.
Fortunately, as arrogant and self-righteous as he could be, Lucas still knew how to prioritize when the situation became urgent.
He immediately became serious: "Avery and the others are still inside. Those Blood Origin Cultists were targeting us and even brought out an Ausen Giant Python. We need to hurry and meet up with them—they’re in the cave ahead!"
As Lucas was speaking, Lynch had already crouched down and was quickly searching the corpses of the Blood Origin Cult apprentices.
Seeing this, Lucas couldn’t help but blurt out, "What are you doing?"
Lynch replied, "Picking up spoils."
The corner of Lucas’s mouth twitched. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
After quickly collecting the spoils of war, the two immediately made their way toward the cave.
A short while after entering, a strong stench of blood began to permeate the air. After walking a few more steps, they saw numerous corpses and severed limbs scattered around. Only a small number belonged to the Blood Origin Cult; most were from their own side.
Both Lynch and Lucas’s expressions grew grim.
The reason? It became clear that the dead here weren’t just ordinary soldiers; there were also Apprentice Knights, fully-fledged Knights, and even Count Edmund, who led this operation with the strength of a Mid-level Knight.
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