Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

Zhang Luan's figure gradually went deeper into the group of dark demons, and the flames from the Gatling gun were gradually blocked by the dense dark demons.

All Aisilia could see were scattered flames flickering in the darkness, like candles swaying in the wind.

Countless dark demons rose into the air from all directions, their mouths wide open with sharp teeth and their bone spurs gleaming coldly.

They pounced on Zhang Luan like hungry beasts and soon submerged him in a hill of dark demons.

"This stupid master actually went to die!" Aisilia watched this scene, her ponytails trembling with her excitement.

An inexplicable pain surged in her heart, and this feeling made her confused - she should be happy about regaining her freedom.

Just as the Gatling gun's flames completely disappeared, a deafening explosion suddenly occurred.

"boom!"

A huge icicle suddenly rose from the ground, knocking the surrounding dark demons into the air like scarecrows.

Immediately afterwards, a biting cold wind blew past, and crystal frost condensed on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

More icicles broke out of the ground one after another, like ice crystal flowers that suddenly bloomed, overturning the dark demons into the air.

In the chaos, Zhang Luan's figure appeared in everyone's sight again.

His entire body was covered in a thick ice armor, which was gleaming with a faint blue light.

The armor made his body look even more muscular, and the dark demons rushing around him seemed as small as children in front of him.

With a wave of his hand, he could throw several dark demons away; with a tear of his hands, he could tear them in half.

The dark demon's bone blade stabbed at Zhang Luan frantically, but could only leave shallow scratches on the ice armor.

These traces were instantly filled by re-condensed ice and frost, returning to their original state.

"Is this... the true power of Cachubis?" Aisilia muttered to herself, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

She had never seen such a powerful and elegant fighting style, every movement was full of strength and beauty.

In the darkness, Zhang Luan's figure was like a god of war wearing ice armor. Wherever he went, the dark demons turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Every step he took was accompanied by the spread of frost, and every movement caused new icicles to rise from the ground.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky once again, and countless ice cones poured down like a meteor shower. Zhang Luan's fighting style was flexible and varied, constantly switching between weapons in his hands, showing off a dazzling array of combat skills.

Grenades exploded among the swarm of dark demons, illuminating the night sky with orange-red flames and sending shattered remains flying everywhere. Gatling gun fire swept across, shattering the dark demons one after another. As he wielded the icy greatsword, each swing slew dozens of dark demons, as effortlessly as if harvesting leeks.

With the perfect fusion of ice magic and modern weaponry, Zhang Luan was like a perpetual motion machine, his body surging with boundless power. Each of his attacks claimed the lives of dozens of dark demons. As the battle intensified, he grew braver, showing no signs of fatigue.

Only when the sky in the east began to turn pale did the last few hundred surviving dark demons flee in panic deep into the forest. Only then did Zhang Luan pause his killing spree and remove his ice armor. When he looked back in the direction of the convoy, he realized he had already penetrated several kilometers further.

The convoy in the distance was only a blurry dot, and sporadic gunshots were still echoing. It was obvious that Aisilia and the others were still clearing out the remaining enemies.

"I've walked so far, I have to go back and check. I wonder how they are doing!" Zhang Luan muttered to himself, and then he realized that he was too focused on killing last night and actually forgot about the convoy.

He walked back along the way he had come. The ground was covered with traces of battle. Deep craters, holes left by icicles, and the charred ground all told of the brutality of the previous night's battle.

Occasionally, a few surviving dark demons could be seen, their bodies blasted to pieces or pierced by icicles, struggling to wriggle on the ground. Zhang Luan raised his arm slightly, and a precise icicle shot out, ending their suffering.

In the morning light, Zhang Luan's figure was stretched out. Although his pace was relaxed, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes - he hoped that the convoy had not suffered too much loss.

When Zhang Luan returned to the caravan, he was greeted with admiring gazes. The eyes of Aisilia, Mila, and the others gleamed with a strange brilliance, as if they were looking at a god of war descending from the sky.

"What...what's wrong? Are you blaming me for walking too far yesterday?" Zhang Luan subconsciously touched his face and asked uncomfortably. His action made the girls' gazes even more intense.

"No, Master, you single-handedly attracted the main force of the Dark Demon Army, instantly easing the pressure on us!" Mira's cat ears trembled slightly, her face flushed, and her voice was filled with admiration. As she looked at Zhang Luan, a hint of attachment unconsciously grew in her eyes.

"Master, you are so strong!" Mia said excitedly.

"Yes, yes, Sister Aisilia was very worried about you at first, but later she praised you as the God of War!" Shirley added impatiently, with a hint of playfulness in her tone.

"Really? I was actually praised by Aisilia?" Zhang Luan raised a playful smile and turned his gaze to Aisilia.

"It's okay. It was really reckless to rush into the enemy group alone. Fortunately, these monsters are of low level. If you had encountered scary monsters, you would not be able to come back now!" Aisilia quickly turned her head away, and her twin ponytails swayed gently with her movements.

She pouted and tried to look indifferent, but her slightly red ears revealed her true emotions.

"You actually care about me?!" Zhang Luan walked up to Aisilia with a smile and deliberately made an exaggerated expression.

He reached out and ruffled her soft golden hair, causing the lovely twintails to sway gently, sparkling with golden light in the morning light.

"Don't be so self-indulgent, I don't have any!" Ai Xilia said coldly, but her rosy little face betrayed her.

She avoided Zhang Luan's teasing look, and her hands twisted together unconsciously.

"Well, very good. I'll give you a reward tonight!" Zhang Luan raised a meaningful smile, his eyes lingering on Aisiliya.

"Bah! Who cares about your reward!" Aisilia stomped her feet in shame, and her golden ponytails swayed violently with her movements.

Her little face was as red as a ripe apple, and even her neck was stained pink.

When the female soldiers around saw this scene, they all covered their mouths and laughed.

Their eyes were full of ambiguity.

At first, they did equate Zhang Luan with those slave owners who had no bottom line, but after getting along with him for a while, including learning from other slaves, they realized that Zhang Luan was indeed different from other slave owners.

It even feels like they are not from this world.

In addition, Zhang Luan's extremely brave fighting ability last night completely aroused the woman's admiration for the strong.

They changed from worrying that Zhang Luan would force himself on them to expecting

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Wait until something happens between me and Zhang Luan.

Especially Aisilia.

She had always thought that Zhang Luan was a despicable villain who used a puppet collar to control her, but now she realized that he was so powerful.

If he really wanted to force himself, he might not win even without the restraint of the puppet collar.

This change made her feel more favorable towards Zhang Luan.

"How much have we lost?" Zhang Luan put away his joking expression and turned to Mila and asked.

There was concern in his voice, revealing his sense of responsibility as a host.

"Thanks to the master for attracting the main force of the dark demon, and the powerful fighting ability of Lady Aisilia, only five of us are injured at present, but they are all fine!" Mira's cat ears trembled slightly, and there was joy in her tone.

Her tail wagged happily, and she was obviously very happy with the result.

"That's good!" Zhang Luan breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing.

In the morning light, his smile was warm and reassuring, making the female soldiers around him look a little dazed.

Seeing this, Aisilia suddenly felt jealous for some reason, but she quickly suppressed the emotion and turned her face away pretending to be calm.

However, her slightly trembling eyelashes revealed the turmoil in her heart.

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"But..." Mira glanced at Kakaro in the distance, her cat ears drooping slightly as she said, "They are not so lucky!"

Although she didn't like Kakaro, she also expressed sympathy for the soldiers who died in the battle.

In the distance, the dawn sun shone on the newly erected grave mound, and the air was still filled with a faint smell of blood.

Kakaro and his adjutant were standing there solemnly, with their heads bowed in silence.

Rows of mounds stand quietly, each representing a fallen warrior.

There were garlands on top.

The Sheep Horn Tribe warriors have been reduced from the initial dozens to just over a dozen remnants.

These survivors were covered in scars, their armor was torn, and their eyes were filled with fatigue and sadness.

Even the usually proud Kakaro had shocking blood stains on the left arm of his fine armor, which he was so proud of. The dark red marks were particularly glaring in the morning light.

"That's their own fault. If they had discovered the traces of the Dark Demon in advance, they should have informed us and joined us in defense! They insisted on showing off the powerful defense of the Sheep Horn Tribe and wanted us to attract firepower!" Aisilia said coldly.

As for the Knight Commander of the Golden Griffin Knights, she had long seen through Kakaro's despicable tactics.

"I believe that after this incident, they should have learned their lesson! No matter what, since they are my subordinates, I should go and express my condolences!" Zhang Luan said, walking towards the cemetery with steady steps.

His manners were elegant and dignified, and his demeanor became more and more like that of a nobleman of high status.

Mira and Aisilia followed closely behind, one on the left and one on the right, like two loyal guards.

Mira's cat tail stood up slightly in alertness, ready to deal with any possible emergency at any time.

Aisilia maintained an elegant posture, but her eyes were always scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

"You bastard!" The adjutant immediately showed an angry look when he saw Zhang Luan approaching. His hands were tightly gripping the handle of the mace, his knuckles turned white from excessive force, and his bloodshot eyes were full of hatred.

"Hmm?" Aisilia stared at the adjutant coldly, the huge hammer behind her flashing coldly in the morning light.

The terrifying size was dozens of times larger than the adjutant's mace, and it was chilling just to look at it.

"Yes, Lord Earl. It is my honor that you can attend the funeral of our Sheep Horned Tribe soldiers!"

Kakaro suppressed his inner anger and bowed slightly.

His voice was a little dry, but facing Zhang Luan, who was far superior to him in strength and title, he had no choice but to suppress his emotions.

"Yeah!" Zhang Luan nodded slightly, then stood in front of the grave mound.

He bowed his head slightly and observed a moment of silence for the dead soldiers.

The morning breeze blew gently across the cemetery, ruffling the corners of his clothes. The chirping of a few lonely birds in the distance added a touch of sadness to the atmosphere.

Zhang Luan then turned to look at Kakaro, a playful smile on his face and a tone of undisguised sarcasm: "I originally thought the Goat Horn Tribe's defense was very strong. I have always wondered why the Beast Ear Tribe had such a powerful guards, but was ultimately defeated by humans and orcs. Now I know, it's because it was all exaggerated! The Goat Horn Tribe's defense is really hard to describe! Look at the corpses all over the ground, wow!"

It shows respect for the deceased, but it does not affect Zhang Luan's ridicule of Kakaro's self-righteousness at all.

His voice echoed in the morning air, and every word was like a sharp knife, piercing Kakaro's heart.

"What did you say?" the adjutant roared, his voice low. His fists clenched, his knuckles white from the exertion, his eyes burning with rage.

"I'm lucky I included the carriage of Viscount Kakaro's wife and daughter into my caravan. If I still needed your protection, I'm afraid we would need two more graves here!" Zhang Luan did not hide his attitude at all, and his tone was full of contempt.

He looked at Kakaro provocatively, waiting for his reaction.

"You..." The adjutant was about to explode, but was interrupted by a crisp slap.

Snapped!

Kakaro waved his hand and slapped the adjutant hard in the face. The sound was particularly harsh in the silent cemetery.

The adjutant's cheeks instantly became red and swollen, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm talking to the Earl, what qualifications do you have to interrupt?!" Kakaro shouted coldly, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty, his eyes frighteningly cold.

"I'm sorry, master!" The adjutant hurriedly lowered his head to admit his mistake, but there was still a hint of anger in his eyes, especially when he looked at Zhang Luan, the hatred almost overflowed.

"Haha, interesting!" Zhang Luan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful gleam in his eyes.

He thought to himself, it seems this Kakaro is not stupid. If the adjutant really dared to speak rudely to him, as a count, he could execute him at any time. Kakaro saved his subordinate with a slap, which shows that this guy is not hopelessly stupid.

"I'm sorry, Lord Earl. I failed to discipline my subordinates. I've embarrassed you!" Kakaro admitted his mistake with a hint of humility in his tone. He lowered his eyes, not daring to look Zhang Luan in the eye.

"My advice is to teach your subordinates to be smarter. If he glares at me again, I will kill him!" Zhang Luan said with a smile. His tone was so relaxed as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but the threat in it was chilling.

boom!

Aisilia knew how to cooperate. She took the big hammer off her back, loosened her hands, and let the big hammer fall freely from a height of about half a meter.

As a result, a huge noise was heard at such a short distance, and the ground obviously sank downwards in an arc.

Dust flew up, and the air around seemed to tremble with the blow.

Seeing this, the adjutant's face instantly turned livid. The mace in his hand seemed to no longer give him any sense of security, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"I dare not. I will definitely discipline my subordinates!" Kakaro said respectfully, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

His eyes swept over the adjutant, warning in them.

"Very good. According to the markings on the map, there should be a village ahead. We will rest there today. In the evening, I will hold a celebration party for defeating the monsters. You should come and join us!" Zhang Luan said lightly, with a tone that did not allow for refusal.

"It is my honor to attend the banquet held by the Earl. I will dress up and attend!" Kakaro bowed again, with a hint of

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Humble and respectful.