Chapter 391: Roundtable Discussion (Part 4)

“I think we should retreat.”

Veronica, holding two blades, suggested.

“Retreat? Where to? We’ll have to fight our way out.”

Samimi said.

“And Fabiana has already gone berserk. Now we can only follow.”

“Everyone beware of assassins. The Ghost Squad is definitely hidden among the knights, ready to backstab at any moment.”

Veronica warned.

“If possible, everyone should show mercy. Don’t indiscriminately kill the junior knights.”

Samimi said.

“Hmph, that line of yours does sound like a Saint.”

Veronica remarked.

“But if someone insists on seeking death, then send them to meet the Human Emperor. Old man, we cover Fabiana and charge.”

Samimi snatched her Runic Staff and followed Fabiana.

Almost forgot Black Mimi. Over here, the round table was almost smashed to pieces, yet she was still sitting there waiting in a daze.

Samimi quickly summoned her doppelganger back. This was what she had mentioned before—it’s hard to control in actual combat, splitting attention, needs time to adapt.

Countless Skeleton Knights formed an invincible wall, blocking the knights’ assault.

Those knights outside weren’t united either—all were just taking advantage of the chaos, all were cowards afraid of death.

Facing the Skeleton Knights with their innate Fear Aura, they didn’t dare rush in recklessly. They all spun in place, waiting for someone else to charge first.

You wait for me, I wait for you—everyone was stuck in an awkward stalemate, like a swarm of flies.

Really, it was nothing.

As the saying goes, human wave tactics are trash in the Otherworld.

So these are the West Coast knights? The pressure they brought was as laughable as stray dogs on the roadside.

These random knights and elite knights could never stop the march of their beautiful girl squad. Only true powerhouses could block them.

“Boom!” Speak of the devil. A shockwave suddenly erupted ahead, instantly smashing dozens of Skeleton Knights to pieces.

A short, bearded powerhouse walked toward them step by step, holding a hammer.

And the one sent flying backwards by the hammer blows was Niubao.

She had summoned her twin swords to cross-defend, taking a heavy hit head-on. Even her hands went numb from the shock—a clear sign of the opponent’s immense strength.

“Heh, Holy Knights, I knew you were here for no good. Watch me flatten you.”

The West Coast Fighting God laughed loudly.

“The Fighting God is here.”

Even the berserk Fabiana calmed down.

“Unless we defeat him, we can’t kill those Great Lords.”

Samimi said.

“Veronica, you and the old man cover the rear. Watch out for assassins. We’ll take down the Fighting God.”

“Roger.”

Veronica agreed instantly, because she didn’t want to face the Fighting God.

“ [Knight Exclusive Defense Amplification – Combined Formulation] times four. ”

Samimi was chanting rapidly, preparing a full set of support buffs for her four teammates. She chanted for a while.

But this was just a regular appetizer; the real main course was yet to come.

The West Coast Fighting God was worthy of Samimi using a brand-new skill unlocked with 500 good citizen points.

“ [King of Thorns]. ”

Samimi assumed a strange stance. A torrent of crimson Magic Power erupted from her head, coalescing into a specially huge floating thorn circlet, almost like an angel’s halo.

Previously, Samimi had worn a thorn circlet herself. The original [Thorn Crown] ability allowed her to cast her spells on teammates.

Since she was a Magic User, she could already use magic, so wearing it had no effect.

The effect of King of Thorns was to unlock the usage count of Thorn Crown, allowing it to apply to more than just one teammate, turning Dual Casting into Multi Casting.

And most importantly, it turned dual Magic Shields into multiple Magic Shields.

The next moment, Niubao, Fabiana, Knight King Char, Veronica, and even Black Mimi—all five teammates had a Thorn Crown placed on their heads.

Then five Magic Shields activated simultaneously, covering all teammates in a deep red, full-coverage eggshell barrier. But Samimi didn’t put a shield on herself.

With Lady Mimi’s assistance, Niubao immediately launched another fierce attack, fearless even before the Fighting God.

“Underhanded tricks!”

The Dwarf Fighting God didn’t care much, nor did he know what tricks they were playing.

Because he knew nothing about magic, he just swung his hammer in a heavy smash.

But this time, the sensation of the hammer hitting the deep red shield was like hitting soft rubber—the force was completely absorbed, dealing no damage.

“ [Magic upon Magic]. ”

“ [Holy Flame Enchantment]. ”

The blonde nun was heard murmuring again.

And from behind the shields, twin swords came whistling in.

The Paladin Sword glowed with pure blue magic light, while the terrifying Snake Abyss Sword burst into white Holy Flame, forcing the Dwarf Fighting God to swing his hammer defensively.

With a series of clangs, the Dwarf Fighting God was actually being suppressed by the Beastman Nun.

The twin swords slashed wildly and continuously; the Dwarf Fighting God could only parry desperately, completely unable to fight back.

The Great Knights present were dumbfounded.

What was supposed to be a coordinated encirclement was now frozen.

Because they knew best the Fighting God’s strength, and they understood the weight behind that hammer.

They couldn’t imagine that a Dwarf Fighting God’s power could actually be suppressed.

The blonde nun was still chanting, and to everyone’s ears, it sounded like vicious curses.

“ [General Flame Enchantment]. ”

At the same time, the Rebel War Commander Fabiana also broke through the encirclement.

Her Golden Sword burst into flames, cutting down all knights in her way.

With her Magic Shield, she could completely abandon defense. Ordinary blades couldn’t break through, so she only needed to attack with all her might.

With a flurry of rapid sword strikes, she carved a bloody path.

But aside from the unknown Knight Commander who liked to be the first to stick his neck out and was killed in two strikes, in the subsequent bitter battles across many rounds, no one was actually killed—at most, they got injured.

Because the knights were also shrewd.

Once they sensed the situation was unfavorable, they wouldn’t fight unless it was a sure win.

Everyone was secretly holding back; they wouldn’t really risk their lives to stop the Rebel War Commander.

Also, there was the speech Rebel War Commander Fabiana had given earlier.

If it were a sure win, no one would listen to her.

But now, she and her Church comrades were displaying all sorts of miraculous, godlike skills, cutting a swath through the battlefield and almost unbeatable. So everyone had to consider the weight of her words.

Should they just switch sides?

Should they change their allegiance?

Following the lord didn’t seem to have much future either.

“Holy Knight, half-beast—the combination of two things I hate most makes me feel an unprecedented discomfort.”

The Dwarf Fighting God was slashed all the way out of Dreamland Garden by Niubao, forced to the front of a nearby house.

Niubao didn’t care. She immediately launched a twin-sword sliding slash.

“!” Blue light and white flame intertwined into a dazzling X-shaped flying slash.

The Dwarf Fighting God barely dodged, but the head of his hammer was cut off and sent flying.

“That’s my favorite hammer!” He roared in fury, his body red with anger.

But the Beastman Nun showed no mercy—she would take advantage of his weakness to kill him.

While the Dwarf Fighting God was shouting, she charged and delivered a twin-sword cyclone combo, sending him flying like a baseball.

“Bam!” The Dwarf Fighting God crashed through the second-floor mud wall of a high-end inn, smashing inside, his fate unknown.

An ordinary person would certainly be dead.

Moreover, the Dwarf Fighting God’s weapon was destroyed. Without a weapon to block, his body took Niubao’s two slashes directly across the waist.

Yet Niubao suddenly stopped, a bad beast instinct rising in her heart, warning her to run.

“Thump! Thump! Thump!” The Dwarf Fighting God slowly stood up from the rubble.

His waist had been hit by Niubao’s enchanted twin swords, but it was only scratched.

Seeing this, even Niubao’s heart skipped a beat.

Her twin-sword sliding slash had just smashed his hammer, yet it couldn’t cut the Fighting God himself?

Then what’s the point of carrying a hammer?

Could it be like Demon-Hunting Nun Samimi carrying a Slaying Demon Sword—purely decorative, just a Soul Power Amplifier to make him look like a Blacksmith, with no practical combat use?

“Fabiana, stop killing the mooks! Help Niubao!”

Samimi shouted.

Hearing the command, Fabiana sharply turned and hurried back to support Niubao.

“Wasn’t it agreed that this job just required spacing out? Why are there so many strange things happening?”

But a light, floating figure suddenly blocked Fabiana’s path, muttering irresponsible nonsense.

This person was the mysterious expert brought by Marquis Edward.

The plain-looking, stubbled beggar man.

“Get out of my way!”

Fabiana immediately launched a charge straight slash, starting at zero frames—fast, fierce, and powerful, clearly showing her solid fundamentals.

The beggar man held only a bamboo stick.

You could find one anywhere in the West Sea—it was a toy little boys loved.

He lightly flicked it, and somehow deflected Fabiana’s straight slash, making her miss.

“?” Fabiana frowned in disbelief. She twisted the sword hilt with her fingers, changing her move at the last moment—switching from vertical chop to horizontal slash, and attacked again.

“Oh? Young lady, your swordsmanship is decent, promising future. But it’s still a bit green—too simple in variation.”

The beggar man commented with a tone of admiration.

With that, he flicked his hand like a dragonfly touching water. His bamboo sword pierced the Magic Shield, actually penetrating it, aiming straight for Fabiana’s shoulder.

“!” Fabiana was shocked. She stopped again, withdrew her sword, and retreated, creating distance.

What was going on?

This fragile bamboo could penetrate a Magic Shield?

It was Qi.

It must be Battle Aura.

Only this power could break the shield.

But even if one had mastered Qi, cutting through a shield like a watermelon was unlikely.

It just meant having the ability to face a Magic User head-on, not necessarily winning.

Yet this beggar’s bamboo sword pierced the shield like a needle through cloth, and she couldn’t sense his Qi at all—she couldn’t read his attacks.

“Child, I don’t want to hurt you. Why not put down your sword and go talk to my boss?”

The middle-aged beggar said.

“Killing my parents is an unnegotiable blood feud.”

Fabiana replied coldly, and swung her sword to engage again.

But this middle-aged beggar’s strength was very off.

His footwork seemed ordinary, yet he drifted like a swimming dragon.

His swordsmanship was the epitome of simplicity, yet with just a bamboo stick, he forced Fabiana to retreat step by step.

This man’s swordsmanship was unfathomable. Perhaps only the Hero Sword Saint’s skill could match him, and even then, he might still lose.

Where did such a strong person come from?

Never heard of him before!

Fortunately, this man’s killing intent was light, his battle spirit low, and he was lackadaisical.

Otherwise, defeating Fabiana would be a matter of minutes.

On the other side, the Dwarf Fighting God had also fully recovered and entered a second round with Niubao.

He stopped pretending and used his arms to directly block Niubao’s twin-sword combos, swinging his fists to pound the Magic Shield heavily.

Niubao felt like her swords were hitting solid rock.

But even if it was rock, she could shatter it.

What was this dwarf’s body made of?

“Boom! Boom! Boom!” Called a Fighting God but didn’t know how to use Battle Aura, yet with pure physical attacks, he actually cracked the Magic Shield.

“You guys are so awesome, why don’t you go fight the Demon King instead of being lackeys to the nobles here?”

Samimi asked a soul-searching question.

“I should have said strategic retreat earlier; now we can’t get out.”

Veronica questioned Samimi’s command.

Was this team fight your command’s fault?

“How do you know we haven’t fought the Demon King?”

The middle-aged beggar was toying with Fabiana while eavesdropping on Samimi’s conversation, and even answered casually—truly ridiculously carefree.

Samimi frowned, as if thinking of something.

Before one wave subsides, another rises.

A sudden gale swept through the area, scattering the frost on the ground and nine-tenths of the dark clouds in the sky.

“How could a fight be without me? Magic Advisor, Shirley William, appears!”

A figure rushed in rapidly, flying midair with green hair flowing, hands behind her back, stepping on the wind like a descending god, stunning everyone.