Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1007: Hundred Bandits Gathered (2)

The square of the Undying Temple was packed with people. The people who came here today were the leaders of the pirates of the Dark Lands. These people were used to walking around their own territory. If the news of Joey's death wasn't too shocking, if it weren't for the joint invitation of the two giants, Budara and Weiss, wanting these people to come together would undoubtedly be a dream in the daytime. The Land of Darkness had a ranking of the pirates. The four giants had been pressing down on the other pirates for many years. The reputation of the pirates that shocked them did not dare to offend them. How could they be afraid of good people if they were to crawl and roll in the land of darkness? Especially those pirates who did not have agents, their lives were precarious. These people were the most ruthless in the Dark Lands, and they dared to do anything. You don't even know that there is someone who will die tomorrow, but you still hope that he has a bottom line? Rules? That's a joke.

Therefore, if such people were crowded in the square of the Undying Temple, they could not be expected to wait quietly. Only a small number of leaders were standing by Jing Hou's side, and most of them were whispering to each other. Some of them usually had grudges with each other, and they even looked at each other in the wrong eyes. If it weren't for the fact that they were on the Evil Tooth Barrier, they would have already started to fight with each other.

"Who can tell me where that damn dark spear came from? It can actually kill Joey? Is this a fake?" A rough voice sounded in the crowd. It was a big man with dark skin. A square-headed man had a long, needle-like beard on his chin, and dense chest hair was revealed in his open skirt. A black skull was used on the man's chest. As he spoke, his clothes started to fold, and the skull moved like a living creature.

That was the leader of the Black Skull Pirates, his pair of bell-like eyes sweeping around.

Someone snorted and said, "Can the news from the Unable and the Buried Shadow be false? How many people witnessed the pillar of flames that was connected to the ground in the direction of the Grand Duel Arena that day? It's also false. If I may say it, Midas, are you blind?"

The person who spoke was a tall and thin old man, so old that his face was covered in dark brown patches. However, his voice was still middle-aged, and his face was red. He was leaning on a wooden crutch, but everyone knew that there was a thin sword hidden inside the cane. The old man used this thin sword to kill without blood, otherwise, he wouldn't have been given the nickname "Viper".

The Black Skull narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You old snake didn't stay in your snake cave well and came here to join the fun. Old man, I don't think you have much time left to live, so I won't argue with you. Scram away from me so that I don't look unsightly."

The old man smiled faintly and patted the wooden stick. "When did Midas become so easy to talk to? He didn't plan with me? Was he unwilling, or did he not dare?"

Midas was instantly enraged and his temples jumped. But before he could make his next move, someone shushed and said, "Look, the general and Wes are here."

At this moment, even the old venomous snake didn't have the time to speak with Midas and looked up with everyone else. At the entrance of the plaza, Budara and Weiss came together. Bu Dala was dressed in the uniform of the empire. He was originally tall and sturdy, and his military uniform was even more dignified and solemn. He was very different from the bandits. Seeing him, people like Midas who had jumped up and down quieted down under the influence of his invisible might.

Weiss was on the left side of the general. The leader of the Burial Shadow had always kept a low profile. Very few people appeared in front of them. There was a saying in the Dark Lands that even now, people were not sure if the leader of the Buried Shadow was a single person from beginning to end. It could be seen that Weiss's exposure rate in front of people was pitifully low. Just like the black attire of a Burial Shadow Killer, Wes' black clothes, black trousers, and black armor always gave people a blurry feeling as he moved, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly. Even under the sun, Weiss still gave off the feeling of hiding in the shadows.

The two giants strode towards the steps of the temple.

Someone said, "Eh?" "Why aren't you seeing Black Warbler?"

Black Feather was also one of the giants of the Land of Darkness, so the absence of Chief Black Warbler was naturally noticeable. However, there was no lack of well-informed people in the crowd. Soon, someone said, "Black Warbler ran away. I heard that after Joey died in the middle of the battle, Black Warbler suddenly attacked Lord Alan. In the end, he did not succeed. Afraid of revenge, he ran away overnight with his elites."

"Didn't that Eagle Wing Mountain Ridge become a landless place? I heard that there are quite a few beautiful women in Black Feather." Someone immediately caught Hei Yu's attention.

At the end of his sentence, a few sneers sounded out. Then, someone answered him, "Die that heart. Now, Black Feather has also been accepted by the Dark Spear. Even if there is a beautiful woman, it is not your turn to hungry wolf Skaga."

Another burst of low laughter.

At this moment, Butara and Weiss came to a halt after they reached the third step. They separated from each other, turned around, and faced the bandits on both sides of the stairs, one on the left and one on the right. Looking at this posture, everyone knew that their master had arrived and held their breath. Then, he saw a figure appear in the shadows on the steps of the temple. Then, the person picked up the stairs and went down, muttering, "There are really enough people."

The morning sun shone brightly on the man, making his silver hair even more dazzling. The handsome and sunny eyebrows currently carried an imperceptible aura of killing intent. There was no lack of people with unique insight in the pirates. They knew very well that this kind of unpretentious killing was something that only those who had experienced hundreds of battles and entered and left the battlefield of life and death would not be able to unconsciously precipitate such an imposing aura. All of a sudden, these people were secretly shocked. After all, that person was still so young, and had already nurtured such killing intent. It was something that no one could underestimate. If they had previously had doubts about the Grand Dueling Arena, now, these people had all their doubts.

Then, that person's fiery red pupils swept over, and everyone who was swept past by his gaze unconsciously clenched their fingers. His gaze was like two rays of fire, even more formless than the two giants of Budara and Weiss.

"This is the winner of the great duel arena, the current co-owner of the Battle Wolf and Black Feather Families, Lord Alan, the leader of the Dark Spear!" Butara took a few steps forward and stood in front of the man.

Even though he knew that the young man in front of him was most likely the one who had killed Joey, the announcement from Budara still caused an uproar. The bandits were mixed. Not everyone had good eyesight, and not everyone could see Allen's killing intent that had accumulated from the battlefield of life and death. As soon as Butara finished speaking, a voice sounded out from the crowd, "General, are you kidding us? Joey died at the hands of such a brat. In that case, I can even defeat the legendary experts of the Ten Saints?"

A burst of laughter.

Budara's expression darkened. Before Alan challenged Joey, he had fought with him before, and he had lost his temper. After witnessing the battle between Joey and the Coliseum, Budara was even more clear that there was no real fight in Blood Berlin that day. Now that someone questioned Alan, it was no different from questioning him. Bu Dala was going to teach that ignorant fellow a lesson. With a slight lean forward, an invisible force field pulled him along.

He looked back and Alan smiled. Budara knew that he was going to personally take action, so she tactfully moved aside. Alan put away his smile and didn't say anything. His eyes gradually turned cold, but the temperature in the main hall's plaza was getting hotter and hotter. Not long after, someone discovered that the sunlight on the plaza had turned bloody red, causing the entire plaza to be dyed with a layer of dense red.

It was clearly morning, but it seemed as if it was evening. A bloody halo was emitting a murderous aura. The invisible pressure felt like a mountain, causing everyone in the square to be unable to breathe. These usually arrogant and presumptuous men were all sweating on their foreheads, and their breathing intensified. When Alan's entire body was engraved with flame marks on the stairs, sparks of ashes began to fall from the sky above the plaza. Everyone who had never seen such a phenomenon before was dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word.

When Alan saw that he had suppressed the people in the square, he relaxed a little and said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you question me. Whoever has doubts, stand up and receive my saber."

He flicked his finger on the sheath of Red King's saber, and Red King finally came out, but the heat around the person who had just spoken suddenly expanded. The people nearby knew that they were going to retreat, but four pillars of fire rushed up and trapped him in the middle, wanting to retreat. Allen looked at him, the corners of his mouth curved into an arc, and he raised Red King slightly and asked, "Do you want to test your saber?"

The man saw that Alan had accurately found himself among the crowd and sealed himself with four pillars of fire. This ability gave him a hundred guts to not dare to continue provoking him. He immediately knelt down and almost cried out, "I was wrong, Lord Alan. I'm talking nonsense. Don't be like me."

Alan shook his head and smiled. The blush of space also quietly retreated, and the normal light returned to the plaza. A mountain breeze blew from nowhere. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief from the hundreds of bandits. Everyone felt their feet tremble and they almost sat down on the ground regardless of their appearance. Only then did he know how much pressure Alan had exerted on them.

A single strike from Ellen was enough to make them lose all fighting spirit. At this moment, they suddenly realized that Joey's death under the knife of such a character was not unjust.

Looking at the pirates' expressions, Alan glanced at Edward without a trace. The latter nodded slightly, indicating that the time was ripe. Before coming here, Edward had reminded him that if he wanted these bandits in the Dark Lands to be obedient, he had to beat them down first, or else it would be useless to say anything. The Dark World was originally the place where whoever's fist was bigger would speak. Allen obeyed and didn't really make a move, but the current effect was much better than using a knife or a gun.

It was more effective to suppress them from the very beginning than to punch them. Alan could also vaguely feel that after advancing to the next level, his spiritual will seemed to have become much stronger. That was why the invisible pressure he had created was so enormous.

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