Who taught him to restore his country like this?

Sure enough, the giant worm also came back to life and was chasing after the army ahead.

Damn!

Kragg cursed under his breath.

His perfectly flawless plan was completely disrupted by the giant worm.

"Avoid these elemental golems, advance at full speed, and storm the city gate!"

Krag loudly issued the order.

Knowing that the elemental golems could repair themselves, he lost interest in dealing with them.

There are a lot of troops in Baimu City. Now the enemy has reacted and surrounded the city gate. If he doesn't provide support as soon as possible, the city gate may be taken back by the enemy.

If we fight again then, it will be no different from a direct assault. Even if we take Whitewood City, we will suffer heavy losses.

That would be worse than launching an attack during the day.

Instead of wasting time dealing with a few elemental golems here, we should seize the city gate first.

Let these giant worms bother us however they want; as long as we avoid them, they won't cause too much damage anyway.

Upon receiving Krag's order, the Silver City army immediately moved away from the giant worm, bypassing it from both sides, and charged towards Whitewood City.

After the Silver City soldiers gave way, the giant worms did not deliberately pursue them. Instead, they charged straight towards Whitewood City, just like the Silver City soldiers.

Krag found a warhorse in the chaotic rear of the army and was about to mount it when a murderous intent suddenly erupted from behind him.

Krag reacted quickly, stepping back to the side and parrying with his sword. The swords clashed, producing a crisp striking sound.

He looked at the attacker's face; it was an old man with gray hair.

The attack missed and the opponent quickly retreated, keeping some distance.

"Old man, you must be the one who controls those elemental puppets."

Kragg stared coldly at the troublemaker who had exposed himself.

To destroy an elemental golem, it's not enough to simply use overwhelming power to break its structure.

Killing the manipulator is just as effective.

Moreover, the elemental puppeteers themselves are relatively weak and easier to deal with.

He was worried about not being able to find the mastermind behind the chaos in the army, but he didn't expect the other party to dare to show up on his own initiative.

"Are you planning to kill me with your own strength?"

Kragg glanced at the giant worm that had crawled a considerable distance and asked with a sneer.

"What's the harm in trying?"

Ron chuckled softly, slowly sliding his left foot half a step back, gripping his sword with both hands, calming his breathing, and assuming the starting stance for the Reverse Breath Instant Slash.

The next second, his figure transformed into a black lightning bolt, constantly changing his position by moving in a zigzag pattern as he approached Krag.

Seeing that it was a fifth-tier martial skill, Krag smiled disdainfully and used the same fifth-tier martial skill, relying on his level advantage to suppress Ron's strength.

After being forced back, Ron used Reverse Breath Instant Slash again to charge forward. This time, he didn't use any fancy footwork and charged straight at Kragg.

Farewell.

Krag gripped his sword with both hands and said indifferently.

At this moment, his internal energy and blood had been harmonized, and he did not intend to waste any more time with Ron.

"Boundary Break!"

He swung his sword.

A tiny, almost imperceptible white 'thread' drifted out and rushed towards Ron, who was charging straight at him.

In less than a second, the thread struck Ron's throat.

Just when Kragg thought Ron was doomed and began to laugh at Ron's overconfidence, the scene of his body being separated from his head did not occur.

Puff!

In just a moment of hesitation, Ron's longsword pierced his chest.

Kragg's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared incredulously at Ron, who was standing right in front of him.

"Why did you..."

Blood gushed from his mouth, silencing his questions.

He couldn't understand why Ron was completely unharmed when the barrier had clearly struck him.

"People have different physical constitutions, so generalizations cannot be made."

Ron twirled the knife and said with a light laugh.

Krag tried to retaliate, but was only stabbed in the heart. With his sixth-level martial artist physique, he could last at least half an hour. As long as he could find a priest to treat him during that time, he would be out of danger.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer use his martial arts skills, and he couldn't even lift his sword.

He felt as if the energy and blood in his body were being absorbed by something.

Ding……

The longsword fell to the ground, and Kragg's consciousness gradually faded, and he became depressed.

Ron drew his longsword.

[Level has been increased to 44]

The five seconds were up perfectly.

Chapter 111 The enemy retreated

Having successfully killed Kragg, Ron immediately concealed himself and blended into the crowd to escape.

The soldiers were left staring blankly at Krag's lifeless body.

"Lord Krag is dead! Retreat!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

The soldiers who witnessed Krag's death were thrown into chaos.

"Lord Krag is dead! Whitewood City has reinforcements! Retreat!"

Then, the voice rang out again.

This caused the already somewhat chaotic army to instantly lose control.

Upon hearing that the leader of Silver City had been killed and that Whitewood City had reinforcements, the soldiers who had been forcibly conscripted instantly lost all will to fight and scattered, fleeing in disarray.

As he fled, he shouted, "Lord Krag is dead! Whitewood City has reinforcements! Retreat!"

Chaos and fear spread like a plague.

More and more soldiers are deserting the battlefield.

The soldiers at the front, unaware of the situation, initially thought it was nonsense when they heard someone behind them shout that Krag was dead.

Seeing so many people fleeing, their resolve began to waver, and their will to fight was gradually replaced by panic.

While they were hesitating whether to retreat, three giant worms had already arrived at the city gate before them.

The three giant worms had a clear division of labor: one blocked the city gate, while the other two disrupted the soldiers around them who were trying to gather firepower to launch an attack.

Under normal circumstances, the three giant worms, perched near the city gate, are nothing short of sitting ducks. With proper tactical planning and their overwhelming numerical superiority, the Silver City army could quickly crush the elemental golems.

Even though the elemental golems can repair themselves, Ron won't be able to hold out for long if the destruction frequency is high enough.

However, the Silver City army, now without a commander, was fighting independently, prioritizing their own safety over offense, and unable to unite as one.

For a moment, the city gate was indeed blocked by three giant worms.

……

In Baimu City.

After the city gates were breached, the battle was divided into three groups.

A group led by Singh recaptured the city gate.

A group led by Raphael wanted to climb the city walls, regain control of the defenses, and prevent enemy troops from approaching.

One group used ladders to scale the city wall and engaged in battle with the enemy troops on the wall.

All three battlefields were fiercely contested.

At the beginning of the battle at the city gate, Whitewood City held the advantage as a large number of its guards arrived.

But gradually, as more and more enemy troops poured into the city, Whitewood City fell into a disadvantageous position.

If the city gate is not closed for a moment, this disadvantage will be infinitely magnified.

The other two battlefields were hoping that Singh would close the city gates, and Singh himself was just as eager.

No matter how hard he tried to break through Andrew's defense, he was unable to do so.

He wanted to use a desperate fighting style to force Andrew to reveal an opening, in order to kill or seriously injure Andrew.

But Andrew remained as steady as a rock, avoiding direct confrontation and instead blocking his path.

Singh became increasingly impatient as the game progressed, revealing more and more weaknesses in his own game.

Bang!

Andrew seized a golden opportunity, wielding his heavy sword with both hands and using a fifth-level martial skill to strike the distracted Singh.

Singh parried with his sword, but the blade snapped in two by the violent force. The broken half of the sword flew past Singh's ear like an arrow.

A violent force erupted from the fracture, and a burst of blood erupted from Singh's chest. He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Even as he hovered in mid-air, his gaze remained fixed on the city gate, where enemy troops continued to pour in.

thump.

His body slammed heavily onto the bluestone ground, leaving a long trail of blood.

The metallic taste rising in his throat made Singh cough violently, and warm blood splattered onto his armor, spreading out in large patches of hideous red.