In the valley.
Four large transport trucks bearing the Gorilla Gang’s emblem blocked the road from behind, and over a hundred Gorilla Gang mbers disembarked from the trucks, completely surrounding the rear of the road.
At the front of the valley road, over ten large transport trucks completely sealed off the road, with thousands surrounding them, thoroughly blocking the ten large transport trucks on the road.
The players’ convoy could neither retreat nor advance. On both sides of the road were hundreds of fully ard archers holding A6 level compound bows, along with Advanced Apprentices and Extre Apprentices holding heavy shields in the front row.
After the major factions finished encircling, a Feather Race martial artist in B2 level battle armor respectfully approached three luxuriously dressed Feather Race youths.
"Young Master Dibbs, the road is blocked, and we can take down these Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall people at any ti," the middle-aged, robust Feather Race martial artist reported in a low voice to the luxury-winged golden youth among the three.
"Very good." The Feather Race youth nad Dibbs nodded and directly instructed, "Inform those people to surrender completely now; our three clans and the Gorilla Gang can promise to spare their lives. If they resist stubbornly, kill them all!"
The two Feather Race youths beside him said nothing, rely watching the Baelon Clan’s Extre Initial Tier martial artist in B2 level battle armor.
The three Feather Race families in the suburbs of Chasing Light City were the Baelon, Bein, and Peiwen clans, with the Baelon Clan having the greatest influence, faintly ranking among the top ten in the city suburbs.
However, the youth from the Bain and Peiwen families did not follow Dibbs rely because of this matter.
Dibbs was the seventh young master of the Baelon Clan, just eighteen years old, and already an Extre Quasi-Martial Artist. His Training Technique was the Baelon Clan’s most profound High-tier Martial Artist Training Technique. Once he becos a Martial Artist, he is certain to enter the Genius Training Camp, holding a high status in the Baelon Clan, completely incomparable to their status as ordinary young masters still stuck at being Extre Quasi-Martial Artists at 24.
"Yes, sir!" The robust man in B2 level battle armor bowed and retreated.
"Dibbs, although we have now surrounded these people from the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, are you really sure they have relics of a lord-level monster?" Gais Bain, with a two-ter-two stature and azure wings from the Bain family, could not help but confirm again.
Beside him, Gais Peiwen, with pale cyan wings from the Peiwen family, also looked toward Dibbs.
This ti, the three families joined hands mainly because of Dibbs’s proposal, claiming he could help them beco martial artists before the Genius Training Camp registration deadline, prompting their willingness to join the effort.
The Gorilla Gang was also motivated by the sa reason.
It was all for the relic of a lord-level monster that Dibbs ntioned. They did not believe the external rumors about various precious treasures obtained by the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall.
But relics of lord-level monsters weren’t out of the realm of possibility. After all, any Martial Artist Association has several lord-level monster relics in their warehouses; the suburb families simply don’t have the privilege to obtain them.
"Rest assured, I can confirm this. The White Feather Gang secretly provided with photos of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall transporting a relic of a lord-level monster at night. Though the relic is just a few hundred kilograms of a claw, it’s enough for us to ascend to beco martial artists!" Dibbs smiled, tapping his smart watch to show the photos provided by the White Feather Gang to the others.
The photos displayed several people in silver-gray attire, transporting a large tricycle at midnight, with a rain cover over it blowing in the strong wind, revealing a huge claw.
No matter how you looked at it, that claw wasn’t a size any normal monster could possess, definitely belonging to a lord-level monster over twenty ters in size.
"It really is!" Gais Bain looked at the photo, eyes gleaming with greed.
The remains of a lord-level monster serve as the primary materials to make Type Three Potions. Even without the ability to make the potion, the remains can be boiled into a broth to boost Qi and Blood and break through quickly.
Additionally, breaking through with a broth made from lord-level monster remains also enhances potential, giving them a chance to achieve superior potential, straight into this year’s Genius Training Camp.
"This ti, we only need to use these people as hostages. With the pressure from our nurous forces, the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall will surely hand over those lord-level monster remains if they have any sense," Dibbs said while eyeing the transport convoy not far away, unconsciously licking his lips.
With the relic of a lord-level monster, he could break through to beco a martial artist this year and enter the training camp to seize the first place, which was a real possibility.
The robust middle-aged martial artist from the Baelon Clan, following Dibbs’s instructions, approached the convoy, now less than a hundred ters away.
"Everyone get off and surrender; our Baelon Clan, along with the three clans, and the Gorilla Gang will assure your safety. If you resist stubbornly, you’ll all die!" The robust middle-aged martial artist in B2 level battle armor shouted, his voice as loud as a lion’s roar. His Qi and Blood aura stirred a gale within dozens of ters, "I give you ten seconds to decide; choose or die after ten seconds!"
As the robust middle-aged martial artist delivered the final ultimatum, the mbers of the Six Forest Gang hiding 700 to 800 ters away clearly heard everything.
"Damn! Are you insane? The Baelon three clans and the Gorilla Gang actually tead up for a heist, but what’s inside that convoy?" Rosalina stared at the convoy, eyes full of shock.
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