Upon hearing the command, over a dozen assassins immediately charged forward with their swords drawn.
These assassins were swift and incredibly agile. They darted and weaved in unpredictable patterns, making it difficult to track their movements.
Their unpredictable footwork was honed through hellish training. It was specifically designed to counter long- range attacks and had become almost instinctual for them.
“Everyone! Attack!”
As the assassins launched their assault, martial artists in the vicinity drew their weapons and charged into the battle.
“Let’s take them on!” Dalen shouted, charging forward with a bladed folding fan.
Crystal and the others followed closely behind. They quickly formed a flying wedge to create a simple offensive formation.
The sudden ambush briefly threw the assassins into chaos, but they quickly regained control. Swiftly, they divided into two groups to attack the enemies from front and rear.
The clash erupted instantly as both sides engaged in combat. However, only two figures stood still and observed the fight unfold.
One was Dustin, and the other was Predator standing on the rooftop.
As they locked eyes, the intensity of their mutual hostility filled the air. around them. An invisible pressure from their confrontation seemed to freeze the atmosphere in a 32-foot radius.
“Kill them! Let’s show these guys our might!”
With a roar, a young martial artist swung his long sword, channeling all his might into the powerful strike. But in an instant, a flash of steel cut through the air, and the assassin in black darted past him. 1
The young martial artist froze in shock, his eyes widening as his sword slipped from his grasp and clattered to the ground. Moments later, his head followed suit, hitting the ground with a thud.
The battle raged on relentlessly.
Despite being outnumbered, the assassins had the upper hand with their strength and hellish training. Unfazed by pain or the looming death, they unleashed their strikes with lethal precision.
In contrast, the martial artists from Dragonmarsh were mostly young and inexperienced. With limited strength and combat expertise, they relied heavily on their unyielding determination.
But soon enough, they found themselves outmatched. The situation looked grim as they struggled to keep up.
“Hmm?” Dustin couldn’t help but furrow his brow at the unfolding scene.
Assassins usually excelled at sneak attacks, but he hadn’t expected them to be so proficient in direct combat. If the martial artists continued to fight at this level, Dustin knew they would soon be wiped out.
With unwavering resolve, Dustin extended his hand and effortlessly summoned a long sword from the ground. Then, he blurred into motion and charged headlong into the battleground.
“Hey, kid! Your opponent is me!”
As Dustin sprang into action, so did Predator.
Predator stepped forward and launched himself into the air like a cannonball. Gripping the sword tightly with both hands, he aimed a distant slash at Dustin.
A fiery red sword aura burst forth, leaving a long trail in its wake and illuminating the entire street.
The sword aura, spanning over 30 feet, resembled a towering giant blade. Its speed was akin to a meteor crashing to earth, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it bore down on Dustin.
“Dustin, look out!” Dalen and the others exclaimed, their expressions turned pale.
They hadn’t anticipated Predator to possess such terrifying strength. His strike seemed capable of rending heaven and earth apart.
