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Chapter 231 - 231 159 Passionate Elderly People (4100)_2

Chapter 231: 159 Passionate Elderly People (4100)_2 Chapter 231: 159 Passionate Elderly People (4100)_2 May everything go smoothly…

Inside the carriage, Casio stared absently out through gaps in the gauze. He sighed, just coming back to his senses.

In the distant misty rain, a series of nebulous moving shadows caught his attention. Squinting, Casio was startled to discover that this group of black shadows were Decayed Knights riding war horses.

With clear intentions, they rushed forward. Dressed in their heavy, fierce armor, brandishing their exaggeratedly sharp weapons. The large war horses raced, quickly closing the distance.

“One, two, three, four… nineteen, twenty!!!”

Exactly twenty!

These knights, undying in the rain, boasting half the strength Casio had before he leveled up, had come in multiple small squads!

Casio’s eyes widened; he suddenly realized something.

He immediately looked to his left.

Just as he suspected!

Towards the left, another group of black shadows approached at high speed.

Black war horses moving in herds, aged heavy armor, pointy backthorns on their moving joints, and deep red cross patterns on their knight boots. Massive swords, riding lances, battle axes, chain shackles.

There were twenty Decayed Knights from this side as well.

In total, forty knights!

“Have we been found out?!” Casio furrowed his brows, involuntarily thinking back to the stone gargoyles surrounding the ring road. Had he been detected there?

No matter what, the immediate priority was to fight back.

The last time, when Casio snuck into Black Rain Villa, he faced eight Decayed Knights and overcame the obstacle with the power of technology.

With the Silver Storm Heavy Machine Gun, the P11 model grenade, the Tiger Shotgun combined with the sticky Fierce Oil Potion, along with the protective carriage, he could cross the territory unnoticed.

But now, although these weapons were still in good condition, he was running out of bullets. He had only a small amount of grenades and sticky potions left. And he was facing an enemy five times more challenging than before…

Wait.

Casio slapped his forehead, realizing that he still had eight accomplished masters of Secret Martial Arts in the attached armored carriage. Apart from Duomeng who was just there to make up the numbers, the other seven were all school masters and fighters. Though some were rather old, they were still a formidable force. Casio was suddenly less anxious.

He quickly pulled the curtain aside and shouted to the carriages behind: “Mian, Duomeng, there are about forty Decayed Knights heading our way! You see the black bag on the edge of the carriage? That’s full of the military weapons I’ve stored!”

“….”

After a series of shouts, Casio passed on all the information.

Swish!

A Metal Cross Sword cut through the air towards him.

Casio quickly withdrew his head, and the blade fell into the void. The sound of heavy charging horseshoes and panting horses echoed outside the curtain as the dark shadows quickly passed by the window.

“Wasn’t directed at me?”

The Decayed Knights hadn’t attacked Casio’s black carriage; he immediately realized that. Black Rain Villa wasn’t that intelligent yet; it only targeted Mian and the others who had leaked their location. Casio was just an ordinary Eerie Night Guest who didn’t do regular tasks, yet he managed to kill three law enforcers and successfully sneak into the world amidst the rain.

He got attacked by the Decayed Knights because his head was exposed outside the carriage and got attacked randomly. Upon returning to his carriage and sealing his aura, he became invisible to the Decayed Knights.

“So… this isn’t my problem now?”

Casio shrugged quizzically.

In the carriages behind, a group of old men who had spent their lives cultivating secret martial arts stared blankly at the new-style military equipment in the bag.

They had never seen or used these before…

Just handguns.

Fortunately, the master of the Split Sea Gate, Xuanjin, had used firearms. Under his guidance, these capable martial art masters quickly grasped how to use various firearms.

Except for the flamethrower.

They had figured out how to use grenades, machine guns, shotguns, and handguns.

“Tatatatat…tatatata…”

“Bang bang bang bang bang….”

“Bang!”

For a moment, bullets were whizzing through the air, creating a burst of golden sparks on the bodies of the closing decayed knights. Around the carriage, there were sounds of chopping and collisions, the carriage swayed from side to side, but it wasn’t on the verge of overturning. After all, armoured carriages are quite heavy.

However, such high-frequency and high-destructive attacks made the already battle-worn armoured carriage more and more scarred. Occasionally, axe marks protruding from the inner wall of the carriage could be seen.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Old man Hadi, with a goatee, squinted his eyes at the target, pulling the trigger of his handgun, and a stream of bullets were fired out askew.

“Damn it, you can’t even hit the target, what’s the use!”

“Adding to that, even if you hit it, it wouldn’t make a difference,” said the elder of Bai Shuijian, who was also holding a handgun.

“Compared to firearms, I trust the sword in my hand more…”

A slender, sharp Swift Sword began to be drawn from its scabbard.

“My fists are not to be underestimated either!” Hadi’s hands slowly moved through mid-air, creating the illusion of a fast-moving Black Phantom.

In the air, there was a faint hissing sound as if a snake were slithering.

“From what I can gather, the speed at which the carriage is moving isn’t that fast compared to our burst speed,” said the elder of the School of Falling Cross, shifting his gaze back. The rough, thick hands were revealed, and on the back was a cross pattern of muscles.

“I’m not used to these sissy guns either…”

A middle-aged man with a red pentagonal star logo between his eyebrows turned his head, a dangerously strong aura flowing in his nostrils.

“Let’s use what we’re best at to finish the fight as soon as possible…”

All of a sudden, Mian tore off his black cloak, revealing a casual black and white striped suit underneath. He took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at the time, and then put it back.

Creak!

The door of the armoured carriage was flung open, and six figures flew out like lightning. With the power of thunder, they launched a ruthless attack through a flurry of legs, fists, elbows, and swords.

At the right window, Xuanjin turned his head for a glance. Instantly, he threw his shotgun to the side, let out a roar, had his muscles expanded, ripping apart his tight training suit, and he burst out with the momentum of a rampaging whale.

At the left window, Duomeng, carrying an overhead machine gun, became motionless. The muzzle of the gun heated up, he took a breather, looked inside the armored carriage, and was instantly dumbfounded: “Huh? Where is everyone…”

He turned his head through the right window for a look outside, the elders from the secret martial arts spheres were sprinting and on a killing spree against the decayed knights. Especially those few old men were going wild, unleashing a torrent of terrifying destructive moves.

The elder of the Falling Cross school, Auro, his hands moved as swift as sound. Whenever the cross-like muscles on the back of his hand bulged, his arms would disappear in an instant, powerfully smashing into the joints of the decayed knights.

Body parts were tossed up into the sky.

The elder Hadi of the Winged Snake Fist, his technique was exquisite, his hands seemed to have turned into a flurry of black flowers, creating beautiful and deadly illusions in the air. From the countless petals, deadly winged snakes were shot out, going straight for the vital points!

And Mian the Devil Lion was even more rampant, as if he had reentered a state of demonic possession. His eyes were as red as blood, his face contorted like a lion, his head of dry white hair wildly fluttering in the rain. His body moved along, like a roaring lion king on the attack.

Every move he made was grand. Full of demonic Qi!

The forty decayed knights could be instantly killed or injured upon contact.

Even if they could resurrect indefinitely, they were still being suppressed effectively!

Duomeng opened his mouth, promptly put away his small machine gun. These old men are terrifying… too scary…

In the black carriage, Casio took his eyes off the shocking scene outside.

He blinked, coughed a couple of times.

Did these old men get some sort of stimulation? Or has it been so long since they last fought that they are desperate for it? Now they are all so fired up…

Watching the battle outside, it inexplicably left him feeling pumped up.

His blood was boiling!

More than half an hour later, at a carriage station outside the mountain range.

A female marker carrying a suitcase was shaking a bell in her hand, waiting for the black horse carriage to take her back to the villa.

Clink! Clink! Clink! Clink!

“Here it comes.” The woman calmly turned her gaze upon it.

Then she was stunned.

A black horse carriage was pulling along a smoke-spewing, battle-scarred armoured carriage. Behind the carriage, dozens of decayed knights on war horses, armed with cold weapons, relentlessly chased them.