It felt so good to be close to the witch!

Everyone knows that Lord Thunberg is old and frail, with many hidden injuries from his youth. Now, with the essence of the Black Giant Bear's flesh and blood to nourish him, it is believed that his physical condition will improve considerably.

The person in charge naturally took on the important task of delivering the essence of the black giant bear's flesh and blood.

Perhaps, thanks to his contribution in purchasing the black giant bear, he might even receive a reward of Lord Thunberg's advanced breathing technique!

This was an unparalleled temptation for the steward who had been stuck at the pinnacle of the official knighthood for many years.

He ran excitedly into the kitchen backyard, but as soon as he entered, the steward sensed something was wrong.

In the past, this place was filled with the sounds of cleavers chopping and chefs talking, but now, the entire kitchen backyard is quiet.

The silence was eerily quiet!

Realizing something was wrong, the manager instinctively tried to turn and run away, shouting a warning, but before he could even open his mouth, three silver lights simultaneously pierced through his brow, neck, and heart.

The light in his eyes gradually faded, the steward let out two soft "hoarse" sounds, and then collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless.

In a corner of the backyard, a figure wearing a hooded robe raised her hand, and three silver lights flew back to her palm. It could be seen that her exposed hand was wrapped in white bandages, and through the gaps in the bandages, a faint silver-white color could be seen.

"The people who directly contacted Chiling have been cleared out, experimental subject 003 has been destroyed, and the internal mechanical colonization core has been recovered."

As if reporting something, or as if transmitting some information, the slender figure in the gray robe gradually disappeared into the air, leaving only corpses scattered on the ground.

Beyond the Red Ridge, there are mountains and forests.

At the top of a dense tree, a burly figure in a gray robe stood silently, his eyes indifferent and cold as he watched the Black Stone grain purchasing team enter the forest, as if he were watching a pitiful creature step by step into the gaping maw of a ferocious beast.

"Wow..."

A gentle breeze swept by, and the burly figure in the gray robe vanished from the spot, like a bloodthirsty ghost, extending its deadly claws toward the grain purchasing team!

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"Gulu gulu..."

The sound of wheels rolling echoed through the dense forest.

Red rode his tall warhorse at the head of the procession, while the other twenty official knights rode slightly inferior horses around the grain purchasing team.

Red's expression was serious.

We entered the city yesterday and only saw roadblocks left by bandits, but we were not attacked by them. This was mainly because their carts were still empty, so even if the bandits came to rob us, it would be useless.

The knights, unburdened, could easily defeat the bandits, or even leave them all here.

The bandits aren't stupid.

They won't do jobs that are both unprofitable and extremely dangerous.

But it's different now.

The forty carts were all loaded with grain, which made the group move very slowly.

Red was confident in his Bronze 3 strength, but he was only one person and could hardly take care of the long grain purchasing team. If the grain was damaged due to the bandit attack, how would he go back to see Lord Roy?

Therefore, Red was extremely cautious at this moment, scanning the dark forest around him, not missing any slight movement.

Not long after entering the dense forest, Red had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

It's too quiet around here.

It was abnormally quiet.

The chirping of insects and birds had all disappeared, giving the impression that the group had stumbled into the territory of some terrifying monster.

"Stop!"

Reid raised his head in a gesture and shouted, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the surroundings like an eagle.

"Count!"

The grain purchasing team was too long; even a bronze knight with the eyesight of a bronze knight would never be able to see the beginning and the end of the winding, narrow, and dark forest path.

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

……

"18!"

The counting stopped abruptly at 18, leaving only the chilling howl of the wind whistling through the dense forest.

Red's eyes narrowed sharply.

Before setting off, he had done his research: all twenty regular knights and forty apprentice knights were present. But now, in less than two minutes since entering the dense forest, two regular knights have vanished without a trace!

And these are just the official knights. Heaven knows how many apprentice knights are left, and it's even hard to say whether other official knights went missing during this counting period.

Calling someone missing is just a euphemism; in this situation, losing all contact is practically the same as being dead.

Bandits?

The possibility crossed his mind, but he immediately dismissed it.

The knights he brought out were all senior knights. Even for a newly-minted Bronze-level extraordinary knight, defeating them would be easy, but to make them die silently like this was almost impossible.

Even pigs squeal when they're being slaughtered, let alone a proper knight!

To achieve this, one would need to be at least a Bronze 3-star Knight like him, or even a peak Bronze Knight, or even a Silver Knight...

If the bandits had such strength, the Red Ridge and the surrounding noble territories would probably have been looted long ago.

Not all lords are old lords of Blackrock Territory with silver-rank strength; the vast majority of lords are only bronze-rank.

Moreover, with such strength, why not do something else but become a bandit?

If they weren't bandits, then who would attack the grain purchasing team?

Red quickly went through all his experiences since leaving Blackrock Territory in his mind. The most unusual one was the attack by the ferocious black giant bear. Apart from that, everything was normal.

Could it be that the younger one was killed and the older one followed? Is this giant black bear the offspring of some bear-like magical beast?

This unusual idea popped into Reid's head, and he immediately roared, "Everyone, assemble!"

While food is important, human life is far more valuable.

Training each knight is extremely difficult, and losing even one makes Reid feel like his heart is bleeding.

Soon, all the official knights, including the apprentice knights, came to stand behind Red.

With a single glance, Red's eyes widened in fury.

The team now has only fifteen official knights left, and only thirty apprentice knights. In just a few minutes, a quarter of them have been lost!

What's even more chilling is that, until now, no one, including Red, has seen any trace of the attacker. It's as if what caused the knight's disappearance wasn't a person, but some kind of invisible, terrifying, bloodthirsty phantom.

Under Reid's command, everyone formed a circle, back to back, so that if the attacker appeared, he would definitely not escape everyone's sight.

One second, two seconds...

At that moment, time seemed to stretch on endlessly.

"You are more vigilant than I imagined..."

A deep, dry male voice rang out, causing those who heard it to unconsciously furrow their brows.

Red immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly figure standing in the shadow of a large tree not far in front of the group, almost blending into it.

"such a pity……"

"Isn't it a good thing to die without pain? Why are you struggling?"

"Since you have made this choice, then I can only ask you to step into the abyss of despair and suffering..."

A burly figure emerged step by step from the shadows beneath the tree, the morning light filtering through the leaves illuminating his gray, mottled hooded robe.

An invisible pressure spread throughout the arena; it was the suppression of lower-level battle qi by higher-purity battle qi.

"silver……"

Red gritted his teeth and squeezed out the two words slowly and deliberately.

Although he had a vague suspicion beforehand, Red still felt despair when the enemy's overwhelming strength was revealed before him.

If he were at the peak of the Bronze level, and he activated the "Burning Heart" secret technique, with the assistance of many formal knights, he might still have a chance of victory.

But the Silver rank...

This kind of difference in level cannot be bridged by numbers alone.

Unless you use a large numbers of people.

But the few dozen knights here are far from being a "sea of ​​people".

"Why?!"

Red gritted his teeth and questioned.

He was certain that he had never offended the Silver Knight before him.

Since leaving Blackrock Territory, we've had very few real interactions with anyone, and we haven't offended a single one. Why would this dignified Silver Knight ambush the grain purchasing team?

"If you have to blame someone, you can only blame your bad luck."

The gray-robed man said something indifferently, then took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Red, throwing out his right fist.

An earthy yellow light appeared on the fist, which was earth-attribute battle qi, granting the user exceptional sturdiness and power.

"what!"

With a roar, the moment he saw the burly figure in gray robes, he silently activated the "Burning Heart" secret technique, granting him speed and power far exceeding that of a Bronze Three-Star.

If the gray-robed man were at the peak of the Bronze level, he would have had a hard time getting the better of Red's all-out attack.

But the gray-robed man is a Silver Knight.

"Boom-"

A dull, loud thud, like a stone hammer striking a bronze bell, caused the surrounding knights to experience temporary hearing loss. The novice knights fared even worse, with some even bleeding from their ears.

A figure arced through the air and crashed heavily into a large tree, snapping it in two.