Magic Industrial Age

A quarter of an hour later.

After suffering numerous casualties, the pirates and swordsmen were exhausted from fighting.

Both sides, depleted of energy, stopped simultaneously, panting heavily.

It was then that they realized their retreat seemed to be blocked!

On either side of the street stood a person, each holding a weapon, appearing leisurely and ready to watch the show.

At this point, the leaders of the pirates and swordsmen realized the situation was wrong. They exchanged glances, and although no words were spoken, they both made the most advantageous choice.

Therefore, both sides cautiously separated, turned, and attacked in the direction they had come from.

Unsure of the situation, they naturally wanted to leave first, but before that, they had to deal with the blocking Loya and Oliveira.

To them, killing two people was an easy task.

Unfortunately, their luck was not good today.

The pirate leader glared fiercely at Oliveira, his short, stout body crouching low, his thigh muscles bulging, as he exerted force, raising his scimitar high!

This was a common combat skill favored by pirates: the jump slash!

Besides the exclusive combat skills of each class, combatants also have common combat skills, which anyone can learn as long as they meet the basic requirements!

As for the level of mastery, the power, and how to use it, that depends on individual comprehension and effort.

Since pirates mainly operate on ships, boarding and jumping onto enemy ships are essential during raids. Therefore, the 'jump slash' has become a skill that almost everyone learns.

As the new first mate of the Bloody Mary, a second-tier scimitar pirate, this short, stout man's skill in this combat technique could only be described as 'proficient'.

Unfortunately, just as he finished accumulating power and was about to leap up, his expression changed from ferocity to terror, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

His leaping body fell heavily, and the backlash of power caused him to groan.

But he should be grateful, very grateful, because Oliveira didn't make any movements, not even drawing his sword.

However, powerful aura had already risen, transforming into flames that fluttered around his body, like a raging fire, completely extinguishing the pirate leader's desire to resist.

Aura emission!

This was a third-tier transcendent!

Their operation actually involved a third-tier transcendent?

At that moment, the pirate leader wanted to cry, and he cursed his captain in his heart.

How much he admired him before, that's how much he hated him now. If he wanted him to die, he could have just said so, why play with him like this?

Just as the pirate leader was at a loss, Oliveira raised his hand and pointed forward, saying nothing, but the meaning was clear.

The pirate leader nodded and bowed, immediately turned around, and led his group in another direction.

However, at the first glance, his heart turned cold again.

Loya didn't have Oliveira's strength, but her current performance still terrified the pirate leader.

A silver angel rapier flew up and down, like a dancing elf, gracefully moving in the dim moonlight.

Wherever the cold light passed, it brought streaks of blood, shallow or deep. The blood drew beautiful arcs, and coupled with the screams of the swordsmen, it gave a magnificent feeling.

The pirate leader quickly shook his head, throwing the dangerous thought out of his mind.

At this moment, he understood that the other party was using them as tools to accumulate combat experience.

But could he refuse?

If he fought, there was a chance to survive; if he didn't, he would die here!

Gritting his teeth, the short, stout pirate widened his eyes, crouched down again, gathering strength, and then suddenly leaped up.

The scimitar in his hand drew an arc, carrying a fierce wind, and slashed down at Loya's head.

It was still the common combat skill, jump slash!

If this strike landed, Loya would be cut in half!

But Loya reacted faster, aura exploded, stepped hard on the ground, used the Wind Chasing Step, and disappeared from the spot.

It must be said that the swordsmen alone did not bring much pressure to Loya.

He was no longer the 'rookie' who had just entered the second tier. With the proficiency of combat skills, the richness of combat experience, coupled with various attributes far higher than the same level, his combat power was already different.

Those swordsmen, although there were two second-tier and seven or eight first-tier assistants, really didn't give him much pressure.

It wasn't until the pirates joined the battle, further compressing Loya's maneuvering space, that he felt strenuous.

These swordsmen and pirates each had their own characteristics, and were by no means comparable to the gangsters of the Razor Gang.

The swordsmen were typically well-trained, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner.

To deal with agile combatants like Loya, they used the method of advancing and retreating together, constantly compressing his maneuvering space.

The pirates dared to fight desperately, exchanging a sword for a knife. Although in most cases, they were the ones who died, Loya still had to dodge carefully.

Moreover, this further slowed down Loya's speed.

At this time, Loya had a sense of impending disaster, and if he wasn't careful, he would face death on the spot.

However, this was what he needed.

At this moment, Loya's eyes lit up, his heart beat violently, and the speed of aura operation increased greatly.

With the stimulation of adrenaline, the [Swift as Wind] talent was also activated, and the focus was infinitely heightened, and everything around seemed to slow down.

With [Fatal Perception], there were occasional reminders of threats, allowing him to make timely evasive actions.

At this moment, Loya exerted all his strength, possessing all the combat power of the [Elite Template], becoming the pinnacle of the second tier.

Then, his figure was like lightning, flashing back and forth in the crowd. Sometimes, when he couldn't avoid it, he directly relied on his physique and strength to crash into them.

He was not an ordinary Wind Chasing Swordsman, nor was he fragile. When he crashed like this, it was often not himself who was unlucky.

And his sword was more urgent, faster, more bizarre, and more elegant.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, his swordsmanship was actually substandard, after all, not many pirates and swordsmen were killed with one blow.

But this was all intentional by Loya!

His sword, when he wanted to kill, went for the vitals; when he didn't want to kill, he could only wound them!

In this way, after more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, people had fallen in disorder on the long street.

Only the sword leader and the pirate leader were welcoming Loya's storm-like attacks.

They could only retreat constantly, and only with the smallest range of movements, wave their weapons and block the silver angel rapier.

But even so, wounds still appeared on their bodies, and the tearing pain tormented their spirits.

Until Loya took the initiative to sheathe his sword and stopped attacking, the two immediately fell softly to the ground, breathing heavily, and even had a sense of joy after surviving a disaster.

Loya also breathed a sigh of relief, his body was covered in sweat, but he felt exceptionally happy.

He looked up slightly, and saw a figure flash past on the second floor.

Lilia Lightning didn't even know why she was hiding, but she hid almost instinctively.

Loya looked at Oliveira again, paused, and then said: "Teacher, I feel that my swordsmanship has broken through again. Sure enough, fighting is the best way for combatants to grow."

Oliveira's face was strange, he wanted to say something but stopped, and after a long time he replied: "Fighting is indeed the best way for combatants to grow, but it's also the fastest way to die!"

"Haha, the matter of interrogation will be left to you, teacher."

"I'll do it!"

Torture is also a kind of knowledge. Eight out of ten people who are proficient in this way have psychological problems, and the remaining two are mentally ill.

Therefore, Loya didn't want to learn it, and naturally left it to Oliveira.

Oliveira wasn't ambiguous, he first dragged the sword leader to a remote corner, and used some unknown means to make the man tell everything he knew.

Then, he cross-verified with the confessions of other swordsmen, then the pirate leader, and the pirates below.

Because he had to ask questions, Loya didn't kill this time. All the swordsmen and pirates were seriously injured, but they couldn't die.

Finally, when their confessions were summarized, Loya was a little dumbfounded.

The short, stout pirate leader, from the Bloody Mary, was here to hunt down Loya after receiving a mission from his captain.

The problem was that the order they received was: just hunt down, but don't kill!

The sword leader, from the Silver Fox Merchant Guild, was a guard specially trained by the Merchant Guild, and the task he received was also to hunt down Loya in the chaos.

And the order they received was: they must kill, even burn down the house, and disguise it as the pirates did it.

The two orders had similarities and different points, which were simply contradictory and unified.

Loya was left with a head full of question marks. He didn't think he had offended anyone, so why did so many people want to find him?

Everyone guess, who are these two groups of people behind?