Chapter 660: Chapter 659: The Strongest Existence
A mercenary responded with an affirmative and ran directly toward the front.
A moment later, the mercenary brought back several bodies.
Those bodies all belonged to members of the Skywolf Mercenary Troop.
"You... you killed people from the Skywolf Mercenary Troop?" The mercenary pointed at the youth, speaking in horror.
"That’s right! I killed them, so what? Our rules in the Skywolf Mercenary Troop dictate that those who slay our enemies must die!"
The youth said coldly, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
"We of the Skywolf Mercenary Troop are the most powerful existence among the four great mercenary troops! I advise you all to just surrender obediently lest you suffer!" The youth continued to sneer.
"The Skywolf Mercenary Troop, the most powerful mercenary troop? Do you think you alone can withstand us?" A burly man said coldly.
"Indeed, the strongest in the Skywolf Mercenary Troop is I!" The youth said with confidence on his face.
"I admit, our Skywolf Mercenary Troop does have some strength, but what does that have to do with me?" After speaking, the man moved swiftly, charging at the youth.
"Seeking death!"
Watching the man coming at him, the youth’s eyes showed deep contempt.
"Bang!"
He slapped his hands violently onto the chest of the man.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, the man was sent flying and smashed heavily onto the ground.
"I told you, you are not my opponent," the youth said coldly.
The burly man struggled to stand up, holding his chest, his eyes filled with immense shock.
"Just who are you? Why are you so powerful?" The man asked shakily.
"It’s not important who I am. What’s important is that you no longer possess the power to resist!" The youth said with a cold laugh.
"Just who are you?"
The man asked again.
"You don’t need to know because you will soon witness it!" The youth said coldly.
Upon hearing this, the man felt an ominous premonition rising within him.
"I don’t care who you are. Today, you are undoubtedly going to die!" The man said, then his figure suddenly vanished, turning into a blur as he pounced towards the youth.
"Pathetic skills!"
Seeing the man charging at him, the youth sneered in disdain.
He stood on thin air, a long sword now in his hands.
"Swoosh!"
The youth’s long sword quickly sliced through the air, turning into a meteor as it thrust instantly towards the man.
The man’s complexion changed, and he hastily dodged.
"Thud!"
The long sword stabbed directly into the ground, leaving a deep crack, showing the sharpness of the blade.
"You... just who are you?"
The man was filled with shock, the power of the sword was too great; he was utterly unable to defend against it. If he were to meet it head-on, he had no chance of winning.
"You don’t need to know!" The youth said indifferently.
"I advise you to surrender,"
The youth said with a sneer.
"Don’t even think about it! Even if I die, I won’t compromise with you!" The man said through gritted teeth.
"In that case, you can go ahead and die,"
After speaking, the youth was ready to swing the long sword in his hand.
Seeing the youth’s action, the burly mercenary’s expression darkened, and he quickly charged at the youth.
"Hmph! Overestimating yourself!"
Watching the burly mercenary charging at him, the youth’s mouth curled into a mocking arc, and contempt appeared in his eyes.
Then his figure suddenly moved, his speed increased sharply, and the long sword in his hand once again chopped towards the burly mercenary.
"Ding!"
The collision of the two produced a loud metallic ringing sound.
"Boom!"
The body of the burly mercenary shot backward, crashing heavily onto the ground, blood continuously flowing out of his mouth.
"How can this be? How can his speed be so swift! Impossible! This can’t be happening!"
The burly mercenary’s face was filled with disbelief.
He had clearly struck first, so how could he have been defeated? This must be an illusion, it must be!
"You... just who are you?"
The burly mercenary wiped the blood from his mouth and struggled to his feet, his gaze ominously fixed on the young warrior.
"Who I am isn’t important, what matters is that you must die today!" the young man said with a cold sneer.
"Arrogant! Today you’ll witness the power of the Skywolf Mercenary Group!"
Raising his voice, the burly mercenary charged at the young man, giant axe in hand.
"Swoosh!"
The mercenary swung the axe with all his might, tearing through the air towards the young man.
"Hmph, your axe is too slow, you should attack with the haft instead!" the young man said disdainfully.
As he spoke, his arm swung the long sword with great force towards the robust mercenary.
"Clang!"
The next second, sword and axe collided, emitting a crisp clash and sparks flew in all directions.
"What? He actually shattered my giant axe?" The burly mercenary’s face was full of disbelief.
He was an early fifth-tier Martial Venerate, able to easily pierce through sixth-tier, even eighth-tier Spiritual Artifacts, yet now his weapon had been shattered by the young man’s sword.
It completely shattered his worldview, leaving him incredulous.
"Humph, overestimating your abilities!"
The young man gave the mercenary a contemptuous glance, then, in a blur, he turned into a shadow and charged at the burly mercenary.
"Not good!"
Seeing the youth rushing towards him, the burly mercenary’s pupils shrank, and he hurriedly dodged to the left.
But he had barely moved a step when the young man’s sword had already left its sheath.
"Puchi!"
A spray of blood followed, as the burly mercenary was cleaved into two, falling to the ground with eyes wide with terror.
"How can this be? This guy’s strength was clearly only that of an early fourth-tier Martial Venerate, how could he possess strength comparable to a second-tier peak Martial King!" The burly mercenary died with his eyes wide open in shock.
At that moment, the surrounding mercenaries began closing in on the young man.
The young man glanced at them coldly, a chilling glint in his eyes.
"Since you’re all so eager to die, then go ahead and die!"
He yelled, raising his long sword above his head and slashing it towards them.
"Boom!"
The sword’s energy swept across, and where it passed, the bodies of the mercenaries exploded, turning into a mist of blood that rained down.
"So strong!"
His eyes bulging, the burly mercenary gaped, barely able to utter a word.
Such strength would rank in the top three throughout the whole Huaxia nation, or even stronger.
"No! I can’t accept this!"
The burly mercenary glanced at the corpses on the ground and roared angrily, then transformed into a wisp of black smoke, fleeing into the distance.
"Trying to run? No escape!"
The young man let out a cold laugh, his sword chasing after the burly mercenary.
"Boom!"
The very moment the mercenary escaped from his original spot, he felt an ice-cold sensation on his back, as if viciously whipped by something, the pain unbearable.
"What’s going on?"
The expression on the burly mercenary’s face turned to one of horror as he looked back.
There, behind him, stood a young man in green robes, with a smile on his face, holding a bronze long sword, his cold gaze fixated on him.
"You... You... Who are you?" the burly mercenary trembled, his complexion deathly pale.
"Who am I? You dared to attack me, so naturally, I can’t forgive you!" said the young man in green robes, sneering.
"You... I..."
Stammering for a moment, the burly mercenary’s expression turned fierce: "Kid, don’t say I didn’t warn you, our Skywolf Mercenary Group is the largest force in the Huaxia Empire. If you kill me, it’s as good as challenging the entire Huaxia Empire! No one in the empire will spare you!"
"Hahaha..." Hearing this, the young man in green robes burst into laughter.
"The Huaxia Empire? Are you joking?" the young man in green robes mocked.
"You..."
Fury spread across the burly mercenary’s face, "Kid, don’t scorn the wine I offer, lest you be forced to drink a forfeit. If you surrender now, perhaps I’ll spare your life."
"You think someone as scum-like as you can demand my surrender? What a joke!" the young man in green robes snorted coldly, "Today, I’ll execute you with my sword to avenge the brothers who died by your hand!"
As he spoke, his bronze long sword swung fiercely, striking towards the burly mercenary.
"Whoosh!"
