Samikina naturally understood the change in Pei Yan's attitude was for a reason, and the sadness on his face was not entirely feigned. Just now, when that child Sifuer didn't circulate her inner energy according to his instructions while he was faking her injury, she truly panicked, leading to worsened internal injuries. Thinking of her lying on the sickbed with barely any breath made Samikina inevitably feel guilty and sad, yet he secretly felt relieved that this completely dispelled Pei Yan's suspicion of both families.
Retracting his thoughts, Samikina stood shoulder to shoulder with Pei Yan and asked, "What do you plan to do next?"
"How is the old gentleman's recovery? Can he duel with the leader of the opposing delegation?" Pei Yan asked sideways in return.
"The injuries have mostly healed, so a battle is possible. But if you can regain the divine power you had during the battle with Lelajin, I think these people wouldn't be a problem." Sensing the source energy contained within Pei Yan, Samikina said with slight regret.
Pei Yan shook his head with a wry smile and helplessly said, "That was a desperate move for a key mont; using it on them would be overkill. Later, I hope Mr. Samikina can capture Dieterma alive for , as he'll be useful."
Noticing the subtle change in Samikina's expression at these words, Pei Yan softly asked, "Is it difficult?"
"It would have been more certain before I got injured; now it might take a bit more effort."
"What if Elder Lin and Elder Zuo assist you?"
Upon hearing this, Samikina frowned slightly, nodded, and said, "With the help of the two elders, capturing Dieterma alive shouldn't be difficult. I just don't understand why we need to go through so much trouble."
"Because my friend has already made a vow, and I will do my utmost to help him fulfill it! Let them know the consequences of ssing with my investigative team people."
Pei Yan was very angry with Jiang Feiyang for not heeding his warning! Yet, despite his anger, the investigative team's rules and regulations would punish Jiang Feiyang upon his return. But who are the Demon Race to dare target him? Ever since the incident with Shangxing and Ye Jiumu, Pei Yan's friends and family have beco his reverse scale; touching them would provoke almost insane and bloody revenge from this dragon. Jiang Feiyang's oath, made in fury, perfectly aligned with his desire for revenge.
"Director i, Instructor Ni, when the battle begins, the two of you hold off one upper-rank newcor, trying to capture them alive, and let Bailang pin one down. I'll handle the remaining two!"
Everyone was stunned upon hearing this, but because of Pei Yan's current status, they dared not speak out against him. Finally, they looked at each other, and ultimately, the esteed Elder Lin stepped forward and gently advised in plain language, "Xiaopei, your realm has now returned to the sixth stage of awakening, placing you at the peak of the mid-level among the Demon Race. Your abilities are very powerful, but isn't taking on two at once a bit too risky? We can handle one each and relieve so of your pressure so we can finish the battle sooner and help you."
"Elder Lin, I understand your concern. I wouldn't take on sothing I can't handle. If I can't even defeat soone above my rank, what kind of protagonist would I be?"
Pei Yan's self-mocking remarks brought a lighthearted laugh to the tense group, and seeing his confident deanor, Elder Lin could only helplessly shake his head and sigh at the capability of the young before saying no more. Just then, Bailang ca running over to report, "Our Demon Race forces have all assembled and completely surrounded the special delegation's camp, awaiting orders. Not even a bird could fly out now."
"What response is there inside the camp?" Samikina asked.
"The camp gates are closed, the army has started mobilizing, and they've already set up a defense formation."
After hearing Bailang's report, everyone's eyes focused once again on Pei Yan. At this mont, he closed his eyes, sensing the position of the stealthily advancing rescue squad. Monts later, after receiving a response from them, Pei Yan's eyes slightly opened, and two streaks of lightning shot out as he instantly chanized and floated silently in mid-air, commanding, "Set off!"
The large shelter that could accommodate nearly a hundred thousand people occupied an area far larger than the Woodland Shelter where Pei Yan initially stayed upon arriving on the Hell Plane. Besides the larger town where residents lived, there was a vast expanse of land outside the town used for farming and supplying the daily grain needs of the military and civilians. On both sides of the town were two military camps set up to guard the town.
Because the special delegation and the Samikina Clan were at odds, they neither dared to rest in town nor dared let their personal troops mingle with the opposing army. Helpless, Dieterma had to order his subordinates to clean out a large area of farmland outside the town to establish a temporary camp, and now, over the vast farmland where crops should have been harvested, stood a fully ard Demon Race army of thirty thousand, encircling the entire military camp like an iron wall.
"What a pity!"
Samikina, hearing Pei Yan's sudden lant, asked in confusion, "Mr. Shitang, is it for the lives of the three thousand besieged soldiers?"
Pei Yan shook his head. Having been with the Demon Race for a long ti, he had long mastered the harvesting patterns of these crops and lanted, "What a pity for all this grain. I still rember when I first tasted this food, I caused quite a few jokes."
"Uh!" Samikina, more concerned about those grains rather than human lives, smiled awkwardly, baffled by Pei Yan's train of thought.
"Of course, if when the battle starts, those coerced soldiers know what's wise, I'll grant them so leniency. After all, I am not a demon!" Jokingly, Pei Yan glanced around, his gaze settling on Bailang's longsword, and he smiled, "Mr. Bailang, may I borrow your longsword?"
Not understanding Pei Yan's intentions, Bailang still drew his longsword, handing it to him. Taking the sword, Pei Yan raised it single-handedly above his head, a glow of electromagnetic energy flickering and attaching to it. Aiming at the flagpole standing in the enemy camp, he hurled it with force, and in an instant, a thunderous roar sounded as a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, striking the flagpole in the camp. The flagpole was blown to pieces, and the flag embroidered with the Dieterma clan's emblem was set ablaze by the sparks, fluttering to the ground with the wind.
"Dieterma! Little Friedrich, co out and face your death!" With the shattering of the flagpole, Pei Yan's amplified voice bood into the air, echoing throughout the shelter for a long ti.
After venting his anger, he looked at the soldiers below, who covered their ears with terrified expressions, and feeling dissatisfied that it didn't et his expectations, Pei Yan turned to Samikina and complained, "Why are your subordinates so uncooperative! Where's the montum?"
Samikina, whose ears were still ringing from the loud roar, rubbed his ears in confusion and asked, "What?"
"The montum! They're just standing there!"
Understanding Pei Yan's aning, Samikina gestured to Bailang to make arrangents and said, "You shouted so suddenly that they couldn't react!"
Pei Yan rolled his eyes and, without waiting for Samikina's permission, drew the longsword from his waist and, replicating the action, directly aid another slash at the enemy commander's camp. Watching the tent explode under the thunderous light, Pei Yan shouted again, "Dieterma! Little Friedrich, co out and face your death!"
This ti, with prior experience and their superior's instructions, the thirty thousand troops got the hint and shouted in unison again and again:
"Co out and face your death!"
"Co out and face your death!"
"Co out and face your death!"
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