Chapter 72

The black shadow cut through the light, but it was blocked by a shield of fire.

Sauron swept his shield to the left, pressing the Shadow Killer scissors against the wall.

The blazing Flame Spear in his right hand was thrust into the heart of the monster.

The flamethrower went straight into the ground.

The Shadow Assassin, who had been pierced by the Elemental Gun, let go of the rifle and jumped back. The Dark Assassin began to burn inside its body.

In the blink of an eye, the intense flames released by the Elemental Gun engulfed the monster's corpse, turning it into a second burnt corpse after 5 minutes.

The entire corridor was filled with cracks and scorched earth, and there were even embers burning within the runes on the floor and walls. These were the traces left behind from Saurun's battle with the two Shadow Assassins.

On Saurun's body, many areas of the Knight's uniform had been torn open, and blood stains were mixed in these areas.

The Flame Armor on his right elbow was directly shattered by the Dark Assassin's counterattack before it died. Saurun's flesh was even taken away, and one could faintly see the bones in his arm.

His handsome face was full of exhaustion. Being in close proximity, he was not the chief of the Elemental Domain. Even though he was a Blood Cavalry, he had undergone the usual close-combat training no matter what his abilities were.

Frowning at the scene, Sauron felt the need to re-examine the dangers of zero.

The traps that he had set up were very targeted. In such a narrow environment, it could be said that he had put in great effort into letting the two nimble Shadow Assassins deal with him, who was not good at Bai Soldier battles.

Sauron began to think that perhaps he should just kill them all.

A powerful follower was not bad, but when this follower was strong enough to threaten his master's life, it was not a good thing. Saurun did not want a dog that could bite his master to death.

Thus, killing intent began to spread within his heart.

Instead of going through the window, he went down the stairs to the first floor.

After using the Elemental Armament once more and setting up a defensive force field in front of himself, Saurun walked out of the building.

He had to be careful. He had only fired a single shot at him in the process, but that shot had contained too much information.

The precise calculation of the human nature and the point of impact made Saurun feel cold.

It was quiet outside the building, and the light from the camp came from far away, but it was obscured by the overturned cars and other obstacles.

If he went back now, it would be like lowering his head to the muzzle of a gun.

Saurun's pride and dignity did not allow him to do this. If he admitted defeat, his followers and soldiers would have a bad impression of him, and it might even affect his position in the family or in the Blood Knights.

In the turbulent years, power represented everything!

His strength was superior to everything else!

Saurun's eyes pierced through the darkness of the night, through the countless shadows of the building.

All the images froze in his mind, compared, trained for reconnaissance, trying to find the zero position.

Now he would not naively believe that Zero was still in the sniper position. The other party was as cunning as a fox, so it was impossible for them to give Saurun a chance to catch a live target.

But it didn't matter. In the shot at him Zero, he felt the killing intent.

If it wasn't for this bit of killing intent, Saurun wouldn't have been able to detect it in advance.

Even if he didn't get his head blown off on the spot, he would still be shot and injured. Those two Dark Assassins would take his life.

As long as Zero wanted to kill him, he would act again.

The second shot, Sauron promised, would be the moment of his death.

Yet there seemed to be more than one living thing in the night.

A roar came from the ruins in the distance, then the ground began to shake slightly.

Saurun furrowed his brows. Judging from the frequency of the earth tremors, there should be a lot of things that could cause such a commotion.

These conditions do not agree with zero information, in other words, other organisms are active.

Judging from the frequency and strength of the vibrations, the colossus was heading in the direction of Saurun.

When he came to this conclusion, a car flew toward him from the left block.

Saurun did not move, but his eyes flashed with a scarlet light.

The car in mid-air suddenly exploded on its own. Wreckage and glass fragments wrapped in flames flew out, but not a single fragment was able to approach Saurun.

In the firelight, a giant walked over with a copper hammer wrapped in chains.

The giant's head was covered by a triangular iron helmet, and spikes half a meter long drilled out of its three meter tall body.

These metal objects didn't seem like they were made of natural metal. Rather, they were forcibly placed into this body, turning the giant into an iron hedgehog.

The triangle-shaped iron mask had two holes on it. Inside, a pair of scarlet eyes were spinning around before finally landing on Saurun's body.

"Butcher?"

Saurun accidentally revealed the identity of a giant. It wasn't strange that a butcher would appear in an area with a living corpse.

What was strange was that this butcher appeared at such a coincidental time that it reminded Saurun of zero once again.

In addition to the butcher, the surrounding streets were constantly filled with the sounds of heavy breathing.

Live Corpses, Shadow Killer, Rot Eater, Iron-Toothed Violent Rat …

One monster after another arrived from the rubble, leaving Saurun, who was located in the middle of the block, as the target.

Saurun's anger was ignited. He shouted, "Zero, are you still a man?"

"If you have the guts, come out and fight it out, don't f * cking mess with me!"

As soon as he said that, the cement floor under Saurun's feet suddenly shattered.

A bullet struck him at his feet, sending up a cloud of lime that made Saurun's face ashen.

It was obvious that he would not show himself, but he did not intend to leave either.

He did not know where the monsters that came from would become the cannon fodder to deal with Saurun, while he himself would hide in the shadows. When Saurun exposed his weak point, he would surprise Saurun as if he had just shot a spear at his feet.

However, the next bullet point should not be on the ground, but somewhere in Saurun's body.

This invisible threat was much heavier than the monsters surrounding Saurun.

Saurun gnashed his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

The battle began without warning.

The butcher first let it attack Sauron with an inexplicable hatred of the human race.

The giant dragged the copper hammer and rushed forward. The butcher jumped up and quickly arrived about three meters away from Saurun.

It swung the copper hammer, and without skill dropped it toward Saurun, who was on the ground.

The Butcher could open the mountains, and Saurun was not naive enough to think that the Flame Shield, which could withstand the Shadow Killer's scissors, could perform some wondrous feats once more.

With a sideward movement, Saurun retreated a few meters, letting the butcher's sledgehammer hit the ground.

The ground shook violently, and the cement fragments that jumped up were close to a meter in width.

Saurun raised his right hand and the flaming spear in his hand pierced through the air, turning into a stream of hot flames that passed through the obstruction and landed on the butcher's body, turning the giant into a huge fireball in an instant.

Saurun's movements didn't stop. He turned the Flame Shield in his left hand around and instantly, a sharp sound of friction rang out. It blocked the sharp blade of a sneak attack Shadow Assassin.

More monsters were coming up from the corner of the block, and Sauron gritted his teeth, ready to fight.

At this moment, the sound of a machine gun rang out.

However, the barrage of bullets did not land on Saurun. Instead, they shot at the monsters surrounding him.

Saurun did not need to know that his soldiers had arrived. Even though he no longer had to fight alone, Saurun's complexion was extremely bad.