Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents

Chapter 489: Chapter 127: The First Holy Empire Combat Squad in the Divine Domain Is Born

In the air, Qin Feng’s hawk-like gaze locked onto the man on the left, the one with an arrow pierced through his shoulder.

The man’s wound had yet to heal, making his movements the slowest.

He twisted his body, reversed his grip on his longsword, and used the force of his descent to execute a chop. Wreathed in a faint golden glow, the blade precisely struck the man’s sword-wielding wrist. Even without activating a Divine Gift skill, his move was enhanced by his Combat Experience.

CLANG! The man’s Divine Gift short blade flew from his grasp. Blood spurted from his wrist as he screamed and collapsed to the ground.

The moment he landed, Qin Feng ground his foot into the earth, kicking up a few withered leaves. Simultaneously, he brought his longsword across his chest, using its spine to precisely parry a blade striking from behind.

The block seemed effortless, but it concealed a clever force that numbed the attacker’s hand, almost causing him to drop his longsword.

Seizing the opportunity, Qin Feng dipped his shoulder and slammed it into the man’s chest. With the lingering momentum of a Holy Warrior’s charge, he sent the man stumbling back until his back crashed hard against the charred trunk of a Black Flame Tree. The man let out a muffled grunt and spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.

In the span of just three breaths, three members of the Cyan Dragon Gang had been completely neutralized.

The faces of the remaining two men changed drastically. Their earlier arrogance vanished completely, and the hands gripping their weapons began to tremble.

Qin Feng stood with his sword at the ready. Beads of blood dripped from its edge, splattering on the ground like crimson blossoms.

The golden light in his eyes had not faded. The powerful aura he’d honed as Sigmar, a Combat Priest forged in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, spread out, making the surrounding air seem to grow colder.

"Still want to try?"

Qin Feng’s tone was placid, yet it carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

With a slight shift of his feet, he executed another Holy Step, turning his body slightly into a stance that was both offensive and defensive.

The two men exchanged a look. They saw their Cyan Dragon Gang leader still struggling on the ground and heard the endless wails of their comrades in the distance. Their will finally shattered. They threw down their weapons, turned, and fled into the depths of the dense forest, scrambling and tumbling, all the swagger of a Cyan Dragon Gang member gone.

But Qin Feng had no intention of letting them live.

His eyes turned cold. He raised a hand and summoned his Exclusive Mount, the Desert Giant Wolf. The grayish-green wolf appeared out of thin air in a gust of wind, its mane flying. As its four paws hit the ground, it kicked up rustling leaves. It was clearly a fierce beast perfectly suited for charging through a dense forest.

Qin Feng tapped his toe, vaulting cleanly onto the wolf’s back. The Desert Giant Wolf threw its head back with a low roar and leaped forward, its four hooves leaving the ground. It shot out like a streak of green lightning. The trees of the forest blurred as they receded, and in a mere instant, it had caught up to the two scrambling fugitives.

Before the two could even cry out for mercy, Qin Feng leaned down, his longsword cutting through the air with a chilling force, moving so fast it was just a blur.

SHWISH! SHWISH!

Two crisp sounds. Where the flash of the sword passed, blood splattered. The two men didn’t even have time to scream before they collapsed, stiff-bodied, and fell completely silent.

The Desert Giant Wolf came to a steady halt. Its crimson eyes swept over the corpses on the ground, and it let out a low whimper.

Qin Feng sheathed his sword. The soft clang of metal on metal was exceptionally clear in the forest.

From his high perch, he glanced at the two bodies that were gradually growing cold. There wasn’t the slightest ripple in his gaze, not even a flicker of emotion.

’That’s it?’

He sneered inwardly.

’The Ascender players of the Divine Domain, are their Combat Skills really this pathetic?’

’Just a rabble with weapons but no technique. They weren’t even worthy of making me use my trump cards.’

He didn’t even need to bring out his three great killing moves—Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning, Divine Gift: Extreme Evasion, and Divine Gift: Guard Counterattack. The Basic Sword Techniques of a Sigmar Combat Priest were more than enough to crush them.

’If my Sielo Knights from the Emperor’s Guard were each equipped with a Divine Gift weapon capable of dealing effective damage in the Divine Domain... forget five trash Ascenders from the Cyan Dragon Gang, even if there were ten of them, a single Sielo Knight, with their battlefield combat arts ingrained into their very bones, could string this whole rabble up and beat them senseless without giving them a chance to fight back.’

’Then...’

’A question arises.’

’The Sielo Knights don’t have Fire of Faith. How would they activate Divine Gift: Extreme Evasion and Divine Gift: Guard Counterattack? Would it directly consume the Fire of Faith in my body?’

’Am I their engine fuel?’

Qin Feng didn’t dwell on this. Instead, while the bodies of the Cyan Dragon Gang members on the ground had yet to disappear, he immediately crouched down and skillfully began what he did best: looting corpses.

Five Divine Gift melee weapons.

Five pieces of Divine Gift basic cloth armor.

Besides those, there were also quite a few Healing Potions and Enhancing Potions that had been exchanged for with Fire of Faith, along with a few miscellaneous items: a power bank, a communicator, a watch, and even... a hand warmer?

Qin Feng fiddled with the round hand warmer in his palm, an eyebrow twitching upward as a look of clear surprise crossed his face.

’The Black Flame Forest is filled with miasma and is clearly sweltering. Could there be a special environment nearby where the temperature suddenly drops?’

He shook his head and casually tucked the hand warmer into his clothes.

’Oh well.’

’It’s free, so why not?’

After all, in this Divine Domain, any and all daily necessities had to be exchanged for with Fire of Faith.

High-tech items branded with modern technology, like a cell phone, cost an absurdly high amount of Fire of Faith to exchange for—far more than he could afford to squander right now.

Just as he was thinking this, Su Mumu approached with light steps. She looked at the Cyan Dragon Gang corpses scattered on the ground, her fine brows furrowing slightly as she spoke in a hushed voice:

"Old Qin."

"What we’ve done..."

"I’m afraid it’s going to cause big trouble."

Qin Feng didn’t even look up. He casually stuffed the last Healing Potion into the pouch at his waist and simply waved a hand dismissively upon hearing her words.

"Mm."

"I know."

He looked up at Su Mumu, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, but his tone was exceptionally calm.

"But this is the kind of trouble you can never avoid."

"We have to face it head-on."

"Besides."

"For me,"

"they’re not just bringing trouble."

"They’re bringing an opportunity to get rich."

The moment he finished speaking, a faint golden light streamed through Qin Feng’s eyes. He raised his hand and activated his Talent, "Emperor’s Guard."

A series of low whooshes cut through the air as five figures clad in Profound Armor materialized. They were the Sielo Knights under his command.

They dropped to one knee in perfect unison. The crisp clang of their armor echoed in the forest, radiating a grim, iron-blooded aura.

Qin Feng bent down, picked up the five Divine Gift weapons and five pieces of Divine Gift cloth armor he had just looted, and tossed them over.

The Sielo Knights raised their hands and caught the items steadily. They quickly fastened the weapons to their waists, removed their original Lion Armor, and fitted the Divine Gift cloth armor over their underlayers.

In an instant, a combat fluctuation unique to the Divine Domain surged from their bodies. These top-tier Knights, one hundred percent loyal to Qin Feng, had finally gained the right to fight in this world thanks to their sudden acquisition of Divine Gift equipment.

’Very good.’

’The Holy Empire’s first combat squad in the Divine Domain has been born.’

If he weren’t worried that the Cyan Dragon Gang’s overall strength was too great, or that the Destiny Deities of Silver Moon City might intervene in what was ostensibly a "problem of low-level squabbles," Qin Feng would have charged into the Cyan Dragon Gang’s lair right then and there to plunder all the Divine Gift weapons and armor from those Ascenders.

’Then I’d arm all the Sielo Knights.’

’And while I’m at it, I’d arm all the Mythical Level heroes that can be summoned into the Divine Domain, too.’

"A pity."

"It’s a shame the Fire of Faith inside these guys can’t be plundered."

Qin Feng clicked his tongue, his tone full of regret.

"Otherwise, we could have made another tidy profit."

As he spoke, he glanced at the Desert Giant Wolf by his side.

The Desert Giant Wolf immediately let out a low growl, strode forward with agile steps, and opened its massive, bloody maw. In an instant, it had devoured all five of the Cyan Dragon Gang members’ corpses, not leaving behind so much as a drop of blood or a single remnant. It had completely erased all traces of the slaughter.

"Let’s go."

"Time to turn in the quest."

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