The two teams are both new additions from recent years.
Also, long ago, Kane and his team brought Holhors’ squad, which is the Dragon humanoid team, to the World Ring.
The enemy comprises 2 Bishops and 6 followers. Their strengths are approximately two tricolor and six gold level.
Holhors and one of his teammates directly targeted one of the Bishops and charged.
The other team also had two gold-level Explorers targeting the other Bishop.
The remaining 6 mbers each chose one follower.
Logically, even if their strength had reached the pinnacle gold level.
Even if it’s two against one, it’s unlikely to match a color level opponent.
At this mont, Kane remains in the outer Mist, watching quietly without any intention to intervene.
Intervening now would be tantamount to snatching kills from his Guild mbers.
Typically during hunting, unless ergency situations arise or if there aren’t many tricolors, Kane won’t intervene.
At this mont, Holhors’ back uses hexagonal module-ford Cloak, quickly extending and wrapping around Holhors, providing enhancents.
The tal modules on his head fit closely, forming a chanical texture, with tal wrapping around Dragon Horns extending upward, flashing sharp rays.
The elbows showed nozzles similar to a plane’s tail, and the rest of the chanical outer Armor extends forward.
Close to him, dense Dragon Scales ford a streamlined, powerfully rugged Power Armor.
Finally reached the claws, machinery started forming similar structures wrapping around sharp nails, flashing with sharp tallic gleams.
The sa situation isn’t limited to only him.
The hexagonal modules on everyone in both Explorers teams have similar effects.
Each individual’s Power Armor is unique, specially modified to fit their attack and combat style.
This is why Kane dared to cause trouble alone with 30 gold-level Guild mbers.
These sprawling Power Armors, even if controlled by a single Intelligent Core, can reach tricolor level.
However, Intelligent Core’s control through deep learning might achieve silver copper battle intensity in various fights.
But it can never reach golden, unless constructing a perfect Soul for them.
So by wrapping these external armors around them, following their habits for transformation, it only unleashes greater power.
Simply put, the 30 gold-level Guild mbers with Kane’s support can transform into 30 tricolor level beings.
Holhors’ legs expelled sheet after sheet of holes, and then released astonishing heat.
The universal energy of the outer armor already enveloped his ejected five claws, dyeing each with scarlet rays.
When they fully charged in front of the enemy, the enemy finally spotted them.
Various attacks carrying silver-gray rays surged towards them.
The Bishop facing Holhors suffered the initial attack due to the Dragon humanoid’s speed.
The Power Armor specially modified for close-quarters combat using innate weapons was perfectly tailored for him.
Faced with six silver Long Whips lashed at him from the Void, Holhors’ eyes flashed with bloody light, trailing a long streak.
His speed suddenly surged drastically, the right claw thrusting forth.
Luckily, this Bishop’s reaction was quick, imdiately dodging sideways, but a large chunk of flesh was clawed from his waist.
The other supporting Explorer had arrived, several scarlet rays fired.
Instantly severing tentacles trying to ambush Holhors’ back.
A dragon tail swung over, the layered chanical structures swiftly extended to beco a blazing Blade Axe.
Instantly hacking into the Bishop’s thigh, even this zealous Bishop fearing no pain widened his eyes.
The high-temperature axe blade cut into the flesh, making sizzling sounds, wisps of white smoke drifted from the wound.
A whole bunch of spiral silver missiles suddenly arrived, blasting the distant Explorer attacking remotely.
But the leg hacked was severed entirely, dropping onto the white mist below, then covered by the swirling fog.
Pale gray light swiftly extended downward from the wound, condensing into a temporary leg.
This ti, a silver Energy Shield appeared in his hand, blocking Holhors’ claw strike trying to penetrate his body once more.
The two instantly reached a standoff.
Yet at this mont, a blade pierced through his chest from behind.
Taking this opportunity, Holhors’ dragon tail imdiately swung, the tail tip’s chanical structure lengthened into a blade edge, cutting off the Bishop’s head.
The backstabber was the teammate who swiftly eliminated a follower and seized the chance to support.
The two teams’ attack efficiency was extrely rapid, their coordination incredibly tacit.
Even while facing enemies, they occasionally aided their teammates.
With Kane’s chanical Power Armor assistance, they swiftly annihilated the enemies in re minutes.
"Clear the battlefield."
The team leaders imdiately commanded, and everyone sprang into action.
The loot on the enemy’s corpses was already marked by energy, and after collection, a black and white bead was left to incinerate them.
The Power Armors imdiately retracted to their backs, transforming back into Cloak ford by hexagonal modules.
Passing through the Mist, returning to the team.
Kane isn’t surprised by such combat efficiency; he’s long used to it.
After all, those who can enter the Hunting Group are strong elites of the Guild.
Now the Guild has 3000 gold-level mbers, constantly rotating, guarding within the fortress.
If you want to join the Hunting Group, you must be the strongest among them.
The mbers of the Lantern Guild are elite with various buffs, and those who enter the Hunting Group are even more elite among the elite.
"Proceed with the action."
Everyone heard Kane’s voice in their ears, and imdiately they bent slightly and moved quickly through the Mist.
During the action, the following Explorers were not silent.
Their communication channel in their ears occasionally picked up the teammates’ voices.
"How does it feel to fight wearing Battle Armor?"
"It’s alright, no different from the training ground, but after all, it’s a real physical experience, it feels amazing."
"Oh, I wish I could get in there quickly."
"Don’t rush, you’re in the third team, you’ll be up in the next battle."
"Lucky to be chosen to follow the President; if we followed soone else, we might miss the experience."
Their voices intermittently sounded in the channel.
At this ti, Kreya, choosing route one, was leading three Explorer teams, moving slowly through the Mist.
Soon, they arrived at a mist identical to the surrounding area and stopped, crouching in the Mist, waiting quietly.
They didn’t wait too long.
A team of four was slowly approaching from a distance.
This team of four was slightly different.
Three Knights in full-body Heavy Armor, holding a Great Shield and Longsword, surrounded a figure resembling a Priest.
The Heavy Armor these three Knights wore was silver-gray, constantly emitting a nauseating silver-gray glow.
The Shield and Armor were covered with symbols of tentacles and the sun.
And in the center, resembling a Priest.
He wore a luxurious silver robe, with chaotic, random patterns embroidered with light gray tal threads.
In his hand, he held a giant Scepter taller than any other man, topped with a sun symbol, surrounded by six twisted tentacles.
Silver-gray long hair and beard, coupled with a compassionate face, as if he were truly a respectable elder.
Looking at such a team configuration, Kreya couldn’t help but squint her eyes slightly.
Her voice gently communicated to the three teams behind.
"We’ve caught a big fish, an Archbishop and three Defender Knights."
Archbishop is what they call enemies with power reaching the multicolored level, and those three Defender Army have power equivalent to Bishops, and are extrely proficient in lee combat.
After Kreya’s words, three Soul Knights in Heavy Armor erged from the Mist behind her.
These three Soul Knights were not surrounded by black and white flas. Instead, their eyes glowed continuously, one with white flas and one with black flas.
Their weapons were similarly Twin Blades, although these three Soul Knights were not at the multicolored level, they had definitely reached the pinnacle of the tricolored level.
"This Archbishop, we’ve never seen before, should be newly arrived, with only three Defender Knights by his side, his status shouldn’t be high.
The Knights are your responsibility."
Everyone nodded at Kreya’s words.
Then Kreya, at the very front, gently raised her left hand.
Waiting quietly.
Ti passed second by second.
When the enemy was less than 30 ters away from them.
Kreya suddenly swung her left hand down: "Attack!"
Rings of various colors spread from her feet outward.
All the Explorers and three Soul Knights behind her were layered with circles upon circles of halos under their feet.
When Kreya’s voice fell and the halo spread, she herself vanished from sight.
The Archbishop, shielded in the center, was instantly engulfed by black and white flas from nowhere.
The three Defender Knights did not intend to rescue, instead, they each jumped back one step.
"It’s the Nether River, the Nether River is attacking us!"
The Defender Knight, like a captain, shouted to alert his companions.
Moreover, at this mont, their keen senses also detected the approaching Soul Knights and Explorers around them.
The silver light emitted from their bodies grew stronger, transforming into a large silver Knight, the phantom enveloping them.
With their Shield-raising and weapon-swinging movents, they advanced to attack the Soul Knights.
"Damn God-Haters are hunting again?" Faced with these tactics and configurations, the Defender Knight quickly understood.
He wasn’t encountering Kane’s hunting action for the first ti.
However, clearly, his two fellow Knights were bewildered, not knowing what their captain was talking about.
"Fight with all your might! Even if we die, we must take the enemy down, offer ourselves for our Lord!"
Hearing this, the other two Knights, though confused about the situation, imdiately understood what they needed to do.
They shouted loudly in response.
"Offer ourselves for our Lord!"
The Defender Knights’ battle shifted directly from calculated strategy to a reckless assault.
Their goal now was simple: to inflict as much damage on the enemy before their own demise.
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