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Chapter 170: [169] The Revenge Begins, This Kid is More Cunning Than a Fox

Snowfield.

7 PM.

Between heaven and earth, angry roars echoed.

"Boom! Boom!"

These were not the howls of monsters.

But the howling of the furious wind.

The blizzard had finally arrived in this land.

Even though they were inside the fortress, they could still feel the terrifying power of nature.

When the storm swept over the fortress, they could feel the ice walls trembling and the snow-covered ground quivering.

Inside the lower wooden house, the flickering fire also trembled imperceptibly, as if it too was filled with fear.

A soldier with a buzz cut listened to the sound of the wind and clicked his tongue, saying, "This blizzard is too big. If it were still the old camp, it might be blown away by the strong winds."

Another soldier with a chubby face had a different opinion, "As long as we drive the stakes deeper, it shouldn't collapse, but it will definitely be buried by the snow. It's a big trouble."

The latter paused and mentioned a hidden advantage of the fortress, "I just took a walk around, and Captain Cheng's design of the fortress structure is very reasonable."

"There are several internal ventilation ducts between the upper and lower levels of the fortress. Even if the lower level of the fortress is buried in snow, the ventilation openings on the upper level can still provide air circulation."

The soldier with the buzz cut admired, "Lao Liu, you observe very carefully."

The soldier called "Lao Liu" chuckled, "I'm more interested in this aspect."

"Bang! Bang!"

Accompanied by footsteps, the "acting" team leader Cao Hongshan walked in.

He looked around and shouted, "There's too much snow on the east side of the upper level. The passage is almost blocked. Someone come and help me clear it."

Lao Liu stood up voluntarily, "I'll do it."

The two of them left the wooden house one after the other and quickly climbed up to the upper level of the fortress.

"Woo~ Woo~"

The snowflakes mixed in the strong wind were as big as a palm, showing how terrifying this blizzard was.

The two soldiers braved the suffocating gale and began to clear the snow.

The method was simple - the Dragon Capture Style.

As long as they exerted their strength and grabbed a handful, they could throw a large pile of snow out of the fortress.

This was much faster than using a shovel.

After clearing only half of the passage, Lao Liu suddenly exclaimed, "Ouch!"

Cao Hongshan stopped and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Lao Liu rubbed his waist and said, "I was injured by a strange creature three months ago. It seems that the cold weather is making it a bit sore."

Cao Hongshan nodded, "It seems that the injury hasn't completely healed."

He thought for a moment and said, "I'm quite good at adjusting qi. Let me massage it for you."

Lao Liu shook his head, "Team leader, let's finish the work first."

Cao Hongshan grabbed his subordinate's shoulder, "It'll only take a few moments. Massaging it will make you work faster."

He raised his right hand and pressed it against the other's lower back, channeling his qi into it.

Just then.

Lao Liu suddenly revealed a fierce expression, and a black short blade slipped out from his sleeve.

His left hand moved, and the short blade turned into an afterimage, swiftly stabbing towards Cao Hongshan.

"Pu!"

Caught off guard, Cao Hongshan was stabbed in the waist, and the short blade completely penetrated his body.

In the next instant.

A muffled sound immediately rang out from Cao Hongshan's strong body.

"Bang!"

This was clearly the method of self-implosion.

Every soldier knew that once they successfully executed a self-implosion, they could instantly inflict heavy damage on their target.

Cao Hongshan's body trembled violently, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose in an instant. He looked incredulous and said with difficulty, "Lao Liu, why are you..."

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to finish his sentence.

Lao Liu swung his arm, and the short blade swiftly passed through Cao Hongshan's neck.

A head flew up.

Lao Liu jumped off the battlement without hesitation and disappeared into the snowstorm.

A fragmented sentence drifted in the wind: "I am a Sartrean... sacred revenge... the will of our god..."

After a few seconds.

Something strange happened.

Cao Hongshan's body suddenly turned into a bubble and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye.

The figure of this team leader reappeared in the corridor.

It turned out to be an illusion just now.

Or rather, Lao Liu was deceived.

Cao Hongshan looked in the direction where Lao Liu disappeared, then lowered his head to look at a black stone idol in his left hand, his expression quite complex.

There was regret;

There was also emotion;

And there was a sense of relief.

"Crack!"

The stone idol shattered.

Cao Hongshan shook his head and said, "Lao Liu, when we meet again, you will be my relentless enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking.

A streak of crimson light flashed in the boundless darkness in the distance, accompanied by strange fluctuations.

"Creak!"

The sound of footsteps on the snow came.

Cheng Han walked over and stood beside Cao Hongshan.

Cao Hongshan exclaimed, "Lao Liu used the 'Seeking Aid Xuanbiao', and the formation of the Black Mountain Camp will receive the signal. The Destruction Squad is indeed playing the strategy of 'surrounding the point and attacking the reinforcements'.

"They want to eliminate us first, and then launch an ambush on the reinforcements when they arrive. They are a group of cunning bastards."

Cheng Han stood still and said, "Lao Liu will also pretend to be a lucky survivor and lead the reinforcements into the ambush."

Cao Hongshan's tone carried admiration, "I really don't know how your brain works. You have predicted all the actions of these cultists of the foreign gods."

Cheng Han smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

In his heart, he murmured with satisfaction, "I have always felt that betrayal and revenge are essential elements of a drama.

"The revenge of the sect, the revenge of the insignificant, the revenge of the warrior, the main theme of the prologue of revenge, it must be a series of revenge.

"Blood and fire bloom in the raging wind, human nature and death reflect each other. A true good script should be like this."

*

Black Mountain Camp.

Black Castle, three underground levels.

A heavily guarded stone chamber.

A complex magic circle arranged in the center of the chamber.

And in the center of it all, there was a sparkling and translucent blue crystal ball.

Mu Qiushan, the lieutenant of the Second Battalion, stared unwaveringly at the crystal ball, his expression somewhat uneasy.

"Buzz~"

A few seconds later.

The crystal ball suddenly started vibrating, emitting a strange blue halo from within.

Mu Qiushan's face lit up, and he eagerly asked, "Which distress signal number is this?"

A robed mage stepped forward and touched the crystal ball, then reported the answer, "'Number 168' distress signal."

"Clap!"

The deputy lieutenant, Tie Feng, clapped his hands heavily. "It's Cao Hongshan's team."

Mu Qiushan grinned. "Cheng Han's plan actually worked!"

The lieutenant sighed again. "Yesterday, Cheng Han privately approached me and talked about his plan for revenge against the Destruction Corps. Honestly, I had no idea what to expect."

If it were anyone else proposing such a far-fetched plan, Mu Qiushan would have rejected it outright.

But the proposer was the renowned genius youth, Cheng Han. After considering it for a long time, the lieutenant agreed to give it a try.

Mu Qiushan felt a bit regretful. "This 'Liu Mingshan' pawn, the Black Armor Army has been observing him for so long, still holding onto a glimmer of hope. I didn't expect him to be a follower of the Divine Cult."

Tie Feng didn't care at all. "This time, Cheng Han used Liu Mingshan to outwit the Destruction Corps. This pawn played a big role!"

Mu Qiushan worried again, "The Destruction Corps will definitely send out their enforcers this time, powerful experts at the Xuan Shi level. I hope Cheng Han and the others will be safe."

If it were any other subordinate, the lieutenant might not be particularly concerned. After all, there would always be risks when confronting followers of the Divine Cult.

But the genius youth was different. If something went wrong, the Second Battalion would suffer a great loss.

Tie Feng, however, was not worried at all. "That kid is even more cunning than a fox, and his sensitivity is off the charts. Even if Cao Hongshan and his people all die, he won't lose a single hair."

Mu Qiushan glared at him fiercely. "What the hell are you saying? Are Cao Hongshan and the others not human? Can they just die like that?"

Tie Feng awkwardly smiled. "That's not what I meant. I spoke without thinking just now."

*

Snowfield.

Ice and snow fortress.

Inside a lower-level wooden house.

Five people sat around a campfire, their faces filled with seriousness.

In fact, except for Cao Hongshan, the other four also knew that this was a dangerous mission, although they were not clear about the specifics.

But enticed by the rewards promised by the battalion, they all voluntarily participated in the secret mission.

The only person kept in the dark was Old Liu.

At this moment, Cheng Han suddenly felt something and a vision flashed before his eyes.

The All-Knowing Eye had been passively activated.

The result showed that the first wave of attacks would arrive in one minute.

Since reaching level 6 in his skill, he had noticed that whenever danger approached him, as long as it wasn't at an extremely high level, the All-Knowing Eye would always give him timely warnings.

To some extent, this skill could be called the Eye of Warning.

Cheng Han decisively said, "I sense a strong danger!"

With the label of "extremely perceptive," he could freely display this ability without any worries.

A group of people were all startled.

Cao Hongshan's voice trembled a bit: "Could it be a Xuan Shi?"

Cheng Han didn't answer, just waved his hand: "Quick, retreat!"

Faced with the attack of the Xuan Shi, this seemingly sturdy fortress was almost as fragile as paper.

The group immediately set off and entered an underground secret passage that had been quietly dug.

This was also part of the plan.

The construction of a large-scale fortress was not only to guide the enemy, but also to conceal the existence of the underground passage.

Previously, he used the excuse of enlightenment to stay in a room, but in reality, he was secretly commanding the snowmen to dig the tunnel.

And under the cover of the blizzard, Old Liu didn't notice the slight vibrations on the ground at all.

In short.

All possible factors had been taken into consideration.

Cheng Han was the last one to enter the secret passage. He looked back and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

A snowman wearing wooden armor climbed up to the second floor of the fortress.

According to the rules of the Black Armor Army, there must be someone on guard duty at the campsite.

Sending the snowman over was just to deceive the enemy.

One minute later.

The group had traveled more than 800 meters underground.

At this moment.

Everyone simultaneously sensed a majestic wave coming from the direction of the fortress.

Cao Hongshan's expression changed drastically: "It really is a Xuan Shi!"

But Cheng Han smiled.

Dark Avengers, are you ready to face the iron fist of justice?

He quietly made a deduction and began to watch the "live broadcast".

The illusion slowly appeared:

Outside the fortress, within a radius of a hundred meters, a huge amount of accumulated snow surged like waves, quickly transforming into an ice and snow giant.

Its height reached an astonishing sixty meters.

The giant moved with earth-shattering steps and charged towards the fortress with great momentum, then lifted its front hooves and stomped heavily on the fortress.

"Boom!"

A loud noise.

The fortress was instantly leveled to the ground.

At the same time.

The secret passage began to shake violently.

The group of people looked at each other, their faces filled with fear and trepidation.

Then, three more waves swept through.

A smile appeared at the corner of Cheng Han's mouth: "The Xuan Ge has made a move!"

He laughed inwardly: "The Xuan Shi guarding Qinglin City has indeed been lured over, making it easier for us over there."

Now, every specter he created was accompanied by a trace of soul.

Unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to lose this strand of soul.

(End of this chapter)