Chapter 2126 - 1881: Battle

Chapter 2126: Chapter 1881: Battle

Except for the two Blood Clan members, Beni and Ror, the strength of the others among the Twelve Crowns is at the high-level Marquis, equivalent to the mid-stage of SSS level.

One of them is also a Blood Clan member, but probably not from the Delas family.

His aura is even stronger than Ror’s, and his pair of pitch-black bat wings seem to have been modified, with the entire framework made of metal.

The bone spurs at the top of the bat wings are particularly sharp steel cones.

The other three members of the Twelve Crowns each have their own unique traits.

One is a slim-looking black man wearing a gray hoodie, with a few bloodthirsty sneers at the corners of his mouth, occasionally glancing at Nie Wushuang leaning against the wall, a lecherous gleam flashing in his eyes.

This guy is clearly a lecherous person.

Another is a white man, dressed in a camouflage uniform, beret, and black sunglasses, tall and handsome.

Just by looking at him, he looks like a model.

However, the array of firearms hanging at his waist adds a few traces of menace to him.

These firearms are definitely not ordinary, and they appear to have been specially modified to be used with True Qi attacks.

The last person is wearing a Japanese warrior outfit, with a nearly two-meter-long katana at his waist.

This person is actually a Japan Samurai; judging by the length of his sword, he should be from the Sword Drawing Style.

His expression is cold and stern, his eyes fixed intently on Song Yun, showing the common arrogance and confidence of the ghosts.

These four members of the Twelve Crowns are not to be trifled with.

And it seems they are slightly stronger than those who Song Yun encountered earlier.

Adding Ror and Beni to the mix, their combined strength is formidable.

"Song Yun, hurry up and leave with Wushuang."

Behind Song Yun, Yineye’s voice sounded.

He turned around, only to see Yineye standing with difficulty, walking to his side, and said with a heavy expression: "Their lineup is too strong. Although you’ve advanced to SSS level, you’re still no match for them. I’ll hold them back with my life; Wushuang is entrusted to you. You must take her away and keep her alive."

Ror said coldly: "Yineye, you old man, you think you can stop the six of us? Hahaha, you’re really good at joking."

The black man licked his lips and said lewdly: "Heh, Yineye, you have a fine granddaughter. Don’t worry, after you die, I’ll take good care of her for you."

The Japanese Samurai uttered a string of gibberish, but judging by his savage expression, it was certainly not anything good.

"Go quickly, Song Yun, hurry!"

Yineye pulled Song Yun, his tone already a bit anxious.

Song Yun patted Yineye’s shoulder and said calmly: "Old man, you take a step back; leave the matter to me. They’re just a bunch of trash, not worth my notice."

Five mid-stage SSS level, one early-stage SSS level, and you call them trash!?

Yineye’s mouth twitched, thinking Song Yun’s words were a bit too boastful.

Ror’s expression turned vicious, a dense bloody aura erupted as he roared: "Song Yun, you dare call us trash? You’re courting death!"

With these words, he prepared to launch an assault on Song Yun.

"Awoo!"

At that moment, the howl of a wolf rang out.

The Mutant Giant Wolf that Song Yun had ridden earlier suddenly sprang out, glaring fiercely at Ror and the others, baring its sharp teeth.

"Mutant Beast!"

Upon seeing the giant wolf, Ror and the others’ expressions changed drastically, their eyes full of dread.

This time, their venture into the Himalayas had already brought them encounters with mutant beasts, and they had only barely triumphed, causing them to suffer greatly at their hands.

Therefore, they harbored an inexplicable fear of mutant beasts.

Ror scrutinized the giant wolf and shouted: "Everybody, don’t panic. This mutant beast is only at mid-stage SSS level, and there’s only one; we can handle it."

Only then did the others react, all secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Just one? Haha, really?"

Song Yun sneered, looking at Ror and others with a playful expression.

Dense footsteps echoed, and the Mutant Giant Wolf’s steps were heavy, resounding loudly.

"What’s that?"

Ror asked suspiciously.

Soon after, four Mutant Giant Wolves, led by Gu Feng, charged into the hall where Song Yun and the others were.

Seeing another four mutant beasts made Ror’s group’s momentary relief vanish.

Upon closer inspection, they found people riding on the backs of the Mutant Giant Wolves, which bewildered them further.

Ror looked at Lang Xiaoran in his animal-hide clothing, eyes wide with disbelief: "Song Yun, you... actually allied with the Beast Spirit Clan!"

Song Yun replied indifferently: "Ror, and the rest of you scumbags, weren’t you just very arrogant? Come, you can try and see for yourself whether you’re more formidable or the Mutant Giant Wolves are stronger."

"Damn it, how can this be!" Ror cursed under his breath and said in a deep voice to those behind him: "Everyone, don’t panic; find a chance to leave."

"They’re just a bunch of beasts, watch this."

The white man in camouflage swiftly drew a gun from his waist.

The firearm was of a unique design, reminiscent of those in science fiction movies.

He lifted the gun, aimed at the giant wolf Song Yun had been riding, and pulled the trigger.

A blue energy orb formed at the barrel, with the white man’s True Qi flowing into it, all converging on the blue energy orb.

The power of this blue energy orb increased severalfold instantly.

In the next moment.

The blue energy orb was launched with a boom toward the giant wolf.

"Awoo!"

The giant wolf let out an angry howl, its body swiftly dodging the blue energy orb, rapidly lunging at the white man.