Chapter 320: I Almost Died!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mike began to prepare his own attack. Eve and Black Dragon rged into Mike’s body at the sa ti. Mike felt his cells being squeezed tightly before they continued to break apart. The pain was imaginable.
However, it was not over yet. Mike took a deep breath and opened his double eyes. The two high-level swords circled around Mike. Mike exhaled sharply. His eyes turned red and his hair looked like blood-stained snow.
The blood-colored holy dragon was hovering above the spear, and a blazing sun was on the tip of the spear.
The Black Dragon rose from Mike’s back, its dark branches had silver leaves. It was like a pair of magical hands holding a silver moon, complenting the sun on Mike’s spear.
Carpenter was also secretly shocked, but he had no intention of retreating. He looked at Mike and said, “Co.”
Mike and the Black Dragon attacked at the sa ti. The Blazing Sun, the Holy Dragon, and the Full Moon attacked Carpenter at the sa ti. With a swoosh, Carpenter’s body was torn apart.
Mike was not in a good situation either. Carpenter’s heavy sword carried an overbearing divine power and stabbed at Mike’s body. At the sa ti, Carpenter’s swing sent Mike Flying.
For a mont, only the sound of the wind could be heard in the valley. The two lay on the ground, not moving at all.
Blood continued to spurt out from all of Carpenter’s wounds. The life of this heaven-tier 5-star powerhouse was like a lamp that had run out of oil, reaching its end.
Carpenter looked at the sky, his eyes gradually losing their light and warmth.
Mike lay on the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. He felt a little emotional. Was this a stronger world? In just a few hours, he had beco like this. In the face of death, no one could gain more power. Even if that person was a B-class Castle Lord, an A-class super expert, he would still end up like this, lying quietly on the ground, quietly waiting for his life to run out.
The Law of Perfection began to operate slowly. This magical technique was constantly producing new cells and repairing Mike’s damaged organs. Mike’s heart also began to beat vigorously.
It was painful and itchy. Mike felt his pain and thought helplessly, ‘Maybe that guy will feel better than .’
Unfortunately, Carpenter would not respond to Mike anymore. Mike was also aware of this. He had great confidence in the strongest attack he could use in his strongest state. He glanced at the entrance of the valley. Right now, he was most worried that Carpenter’s underling would secretly sneak into the valley to check on the situation. If that happened, he would really die.
Mike took a deep breath and began to recover his divine power rapidly. He had to accumulate enough energy to safely teleport himself out before others ca in.
Ti passed by slowly. The people outside the valley were also waiting anxiously. The military advisor stood quietly outside the valley and looked at Mike’s thick Blood Energy. His expression beca very strange.
A mont later, he said, “You guys wait here. I’ll go in and take a look.”
After that, he gave his trusted aide a look. That trusted aide imdiately understood the military advisor’s aning and began to reorganize the formation.
“Separate the military advisor’s die-hard loyalties from Carpenter’s die-hard loyalties.”
The military advisor walked unhurriedly towards the valley with a strange smile on his face. There was no other reason than that he had a piece of mark on his body that was used to record Carpenter’s vital signs using carpenter’s spiritual power, this was so that the military advisor could make the fastest response.
However, just now, Carpenter’s spiritual mark actually disappeared with Mike. What did this an? It ant that Capone had most likely died in the valley.
The military advisor recalled Carpenter’s usual brutal and ruthless appearance, and he felt a little relieved. He quickened his pace as if he wanted to quickly verify his thoughts.
Mike had already sensed that soone was approaching, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. In an instant, countless thoughts surged into his mind. He could not help but think, am I going to die like this? I’m still fighting in the Otherworld.
Mike suddenly ca back to his senses and could not help but curse himself in his heart. He began to think about what thod he should use to deal with the person who was slowly approaching.
He raised his head and looked at the greatsword stuck in his chest. He imdiately wanted to cry, but no tears ca out. The greatsword had pierced through his chest. If he tried to pull it out, blood would definitely spurt out like a fountain.
The military advisor had already arrived at the entrance of the valley. He looked at the corpses of the gold-striped gray-spotted wolf on the ground, and the smile on his face beca even more brilliant. He continued to walk into the valley and saw Carpenter, who had already been broken into pieces. He also saw Mike, who had pulled out the greatsword and was spurting blood.
The military advisor glanced at Mike and revealed a surprised expression. He asked, “What’s your na?”
Mike’s face was pale as he replied weakly, “It seems aningless to ask this question now.”
That person shook his head and said, “No, it’s very aningful to . The nas of the strong should be rembered by others.”
Mike sneered and said, “My na is Mike, a C rank rcenary.”
The military advisor nodded and said, “You don’t mind if I take away the corpse of our organization, right?”
Mike shook his head and said, “Not that I can do anything about it now.”
The military advisor said to Mike, “What a pity. If you didn’t kill our organization mbers, perhaps I could be your friend next ti we et.”
After saying that, the military advisor flew out of the valley with Carpenter’s corpse.
Mike smiled but did not say anything.
The military advisor walked out of the valley, placed Carpenter’s body on the ground, and said to the people of the castle, “Carpenter’s organization is dead. The murderer is a newly registered C rank rcenary, Mike. I hope you can rember this na. When you see him in the future, you must kill him.”
Everyone agreed in unison.
No one ntioned who would be the new boss because in their opinion, this matter had already been confird.
Mike circulated his divine power faster, and the Law of Perfection began to repair Mike’s body even faster. Three days later, Mike walked out of the valley and returned to City of Gods.
Mike walked into the Mission Hall and handed in the mission of killing the gold-striped gray-spotted wolves.
The hall suddenly beca quiet again, and everyone looked at Mike with a hint of awe. However, Mike seed to not notice these gazes. He passed through the crowd and walked to the place where the mission was posted. He said, “Post a recruitnt notice.”
The receptionist was stunned for a mont, then said, “Okay, okay, okay. Please submit your requirents to the applicants and the hiring price.”
Mike Thought for a mont and said, “The requirents are that the strength must not be lower than heaven-tier. Oh, of course, make an exception for Support Summoners who specializes in healing, but they must not be lower than a high-tier 5-star summoner.”
When everyone heard Mike’s recruitnt criteria, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
At this mont, a loud voice ca from the crowd. “What a high standard. I wonder what kind of price you are willing to offer?”
The crowd made way, revealing the person who had just spoken.
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