Chapter 577 - 468: The Worst Mission in History: The Hacker’s Spring

"Finally, it’s done!" Gao Neng let out a breath of relief. He had only just now truly discovered that to control a Strongest with his Illusion Technique, he had to be within five meters of them.

Five meters!

That was close enough to get punched right in the face.

What did that mean?

It meant that without Gao Xiaomeng by his side as a shield, he would most likely have died.

’As expected, showing off is risky...’

"That’s the Blood Race’s Blood Marshal!" a furious roar came from the distance.

"Are you humans trying to... How audacious! To think you’d try to kill one of our Strongest in our own territory! Today, you will pay for this in blood!" another voice rang out.

...

...

Li Tiannan and Sword Elder looked into the distance.

The three non-human Strongest had finally arrived.

"Elder Li, don’t hesitate! Gao Neng has that Silver Horn King under control, but with his strength alone, I’m afraid he can’t kill him... Huh? That flame... Could that be Ghost’s ’Netherworld Hell’?!" Sword Elder was just about to urge Li Tiannan to act, but his eyes widened again when he saw the green flames burning on the Blood Marshal’s backside.

"Netherworld Hell?!" Li Tiannan also noticed the green fire. For a moment, his thoughts were a complicated mess. ’That little brat dares to betray his master? He actually learned Ghost’s Netherworld Hell? What is he trying to do... Is my Ghost Thunder Art not good enough?!’

"With Netherworld Hell, if you can’t completely incinerate the enemy’s soul, your own soul will be incinerated instead! Elder Li... Hurry and help him! I’ll hold off these three who are coming over!" Sword Elder suddenly realized the problem.

"This kid is really... reckless!" Li Tiannan nodded and charged toward Gao Neng’s position without any hesitation.

At the same time, the three non-human Strongest finally arrived.

The three non-human Strongest.

One had a pair of crystalline, cicada-like wings, pointed ears, a high-bridged nose, and a head of pure golden hair.

She was the only female among the three non-humans.

Exquisitely beautiful!

Because she was an elf.

However, she wasn’t a Dark Night Elf or a Wood Elf, but a Snow Elf.

The Elf Race.

They were originally an extremely powerful race among the non-humans.

But after a hundred years, this mighty race splintered and became a minor race. Some branches of the Elf Race even became vassals to other major races.

Of course, the Snow Elf before them was not one of them.

The Snow Elf Race, possessing a Strongest, occupied a region of five cities on the Northern District Battlefield, making them one of the most powerful branches of the Elf Race.

The other two Strongest belonged to the two remaining major races on the Northern District Battlefield.

One was a Werewolf.

The other was a Snow Demon.

As the Werewolf race of Western mythology, they were, just as in the Mythical Era, practically the natural enemies of the Vampire Race.

The result of this was that the Vampires became a major race on the Western District Battlefield, while the Werewolves were forced to relocate their base to the North District.

In a way, this echoed a song from the era of peace.

A wolf from the north.

"AWOOO!" The Werewolf Strongest let out a howl. This was a custom of his race. Amidst the howl, snow-white fur grew all over his body.

It was a white wolf!

As for the last one, the Snow Demon.

His appearance was rather peculiar.

The Snow Demon, in mythology, was not described in much detail. They had always been an extremely mysterious race, and their true faces were rarely seen.

Because there was a saying in the myths: anyone who saw a Snow Demon’s face died.

So, what did this Snow Demon actually look like... to be honest, the author doesn’t know either. Don’t you think this kind of setup is pretty peculiar?

Well, in any case, this Snow Demon was male.

And his appearance wasn’t very clear, as if he were shrouded in a cloud of white mist.

The three non-human Strongest appeared.

Sword Elder’s heart was actually in a bit of a panic.

Because this meant the battle had evolved from a simple counterattack into a small-scale, decisive war focused on the Strongest.

And what was most vexing was...

He, Qin Jianfei, and the four Ninth-Ranks alone could not hold out against the three non-human Strongest before them.

"Get out of my way!" After howling, the Werewolf immediately charged toward the Blood Marshal’s position, showing no intention of dealing with Sword Elder, Qin Jianfei, and the others.

After all, even an idiot could see it.

The Blood Marshal wasn’t in a normal state.

Not only was his face terrifyingly pale and his body covered in wounds, but most importantly, the expression on his face and the look in his eyes were utterly vacant.

’Is he under an Illusion Technique? That’s Gao Neng! I can’t believe he managed to trap the Blood Marshal.’ The Werewolf analyzed the situation in his mind and naturally sped up again.

But would Sword Elder let him pass?

Obviously not!

So, Sword Elder blocked the Werewolf’s path.

SCREEECH!

SWOOSH!

Diamond-hard claws clashed with the golden longsword.

The Werewolf’s strength was terrifyingly immense.

Just one swipe of its claws.

Sword Elder was forced back nearly ten full meters.

"Hmph, a puny human dares to block my path?!" The Werewolf threw his head back, his eyes as red as blood, and all the fur on his body stood up like steel needles.

Then, the Snow Demon and the Snow Elf also made their move.

Qin Jianfei gritted his teeth.

"No matter what, buy more time!"

"Understood!"

The five of them charged forward together.

But could five Ninth-Ranks possibly stand against two non-human Strongest?

Obviously not!