The exit was at the foot of the Dead Mountain Range, about a dozen miles from Sword Pass.
Rod could not see the monsters surging out from Sword Pass.
It should be safe.
After exiting the tunnel, the vast Black Fog enveloped them once again.
The residual light and the Red Tear Stone, used to resist erosion, were running out.
Just as Steel Hand was getting a headache, Rod pulled out a large handful of Red Tear Stone from his sleeve.
This had happened countless tis, and Steel Hand couldn’t help but ask for the umpteenth ti,
"Just how much stuff do you still have hidden?"
Rod scratched his head, unsure how to explain.
Anna snorted, "His first Fire Spark is a black food container; it’s not too strange that it can store so items, is it?"
Rod was delighted and chuckled, "Exactly, you’re really smart."
Anna spit disdainfully, "Pretending to hide your abilities to save everyone at a critical mont and gain my favor is really childish; I won’t be impressed by you."
Fortunately, Mina was unconscious at this ti, and Rod didn’t mind, whatever you say is fine then.
Steel Hand took out the Star Disk and identified the direction carefully, saying, "Head west for forty miles, and we’ll reach Southwind Town. If we move fast, we can get there by tomorrow."
Mo’er said, "The sooner the better. I don’t want to stay outside too long; this incident is a bit unusual."
Steel Hand nodded, there was sothing off about the whole situation from start to finish; it would be better to return to the Royal City as soon as possible.
Just then, Rod suddenly saw a large cluster of light approaching them in the sky.
Soon, everyone saw it.
Steel Hand exclaid joyfully, "They must be the reinforcent team! They’ve finally arrived!"
Blackfish barked angrily, "I must sternly ask them why they were delayed for so long!"
The orb of light quickly approached and landed before them.
Seven people in total, led by a giant at least nine feet tall, wearing a long robe of the scale balance and carrying dozens of Spirit Lamps on his waist, his face was stern and cold.
He pulled out two silver badges from his bosom and displayed them before them.
"I am Chief Judge Gregor, captain of the reinforcent team sent by Dawn Fortress to Sword Pass. Who is Steel Hand?"
Steel Hand stepped forward, "It’s , Your Honor, Chief Judge."
Gregor snorted coldly, "Why did you abandon Sword Pass?"
Steel Hand took a deep breath and calmly replied, "Your Honor, since the arrival of your reinforcent notice, we had held our position for sixteen days! Sword Pass was out of ammunition and supplies, and it was impossible to hold any longer. If we did not leave, we could only die there."
Gregor scoffed, "So, it was the fear of death."
Everyone displayed indignant expressions, but Steel Hand calmly responded, "We are not afraid to die, only to die without value. May I ask, Your Honor, it takes only three days from Dawn Fortress to Sword Pass, why did it take you sixteen days?"
Gregor replied coldly, "Shirking responsibility! Avoiding the issue! Is this our warrior? I officially notify you in the na of Trolian Chief Judge that you are suspected of military cris and are now under arrest! Co with us!"
Steel Hand’s expression remained calm, he fearlessly walked over, extending his hands.
"I believe, the Great Judge and Great Judges will give us a fair judgnt."
Gregor pulled out silver handcuffs, personally snapping them onto his hands, and sneered, "Save your sophistry for the court."
"Watch out!"
Suddenly, Rod shouted as he saw the giant’s calm soul suddenly boil over, the rapidly enhancing Spiritual Energy causing a distinct fluctuation in the air.
"They’re Doomsday believers!"
But it was too late, Gregor’s large hand already pierced through his chest.
"Lowly creature."
He glanced at Rod, sneering coldly.
"You’re quite perceptive."
"You’re Doomsday believers!" all the warriors instantly drew their weapons.
Gregor sneered, "It seems you don’t understand the disparity in ranks, nor what a true high-rank combatant is."
He tried to pull out his hand but could not budge.
"Hmm?"
Gregor looked down in confusion, within his sight, Steel Hand’s whole body’s Spiritual Energy had solidified like steel, firmly anchoring him.
"Oh, steel-hardened Spiritual Energy... right? How long can you control ?"
Blood stread down from Steel Hand’s mouth, this robust man firmly embraced the arm that pierced his body, turning his whole body’s Spiritual Energy into a Static State.
Spiritual Energy in this state, like solidified molten steel, refused all physical changes.
And his "steel-hardened Spiritual Energy" characteristic enhanced this effect.
At this mont, his Spiritual Energy had solidly locked down the Chief Judge’s entire body.
"I... won’t let... you pests succeed."
Gregor looked at him pityingly:
"Foolish maggots, you are only delaying your pain! Six Blades, kill them all, leave none alive."
His six companions simultaneously drew long swords, with powerful Spiritual Energy fluctuations rising from their bodies.
The next instant, the six charged into the crowd.
The massacre began.
The warriors of Sword Pass were far from their match; they used no abilities, only extrely high speed and superhuman strength, this was the effect of Spiritual Energy use to its extres.
In an instant, dozens of people in the group fell, their blood flowing on the rotten soil, screams and curses echoing in the silent land.
Rod summoned two tree people at the fastest speed and blew a whistle, the Dean’s Phantom descended from the sky.
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