bdsm-fiction Chapter 111 Rats in the Gutter
Chapter 111 Rats in the Gutter
Chapter 111 Rats in the Gutter
"roar--!"
A piercing and furious roar shattered the deathly silence of the forest.
The Black Rock Ogre at the very front of the group instantly transformed into a giant hedgehog.
Dozens of heavy steel spiked arrows, propelled by the powerful bow, were driven firmly into its dark gray rocky skin.
Two arrows even pierced its broad shoulders, drawing out a spray of foul-smelling black blood.
But this thick-skinned monster did not die.
The excruciating pain did not deter this thick-skinned monster; instead, it completely unleashed its inherent ferocity.
Its eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and it grabbed the bone arrow stuck in its shoulder, pulling it out forcefully, bringing with it a trail of dark red blood.
The muscles at the wound site were writhing wildly, and the bleeding began to stop at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is the terrifying nature of the [Regeneration] property.
The ogre went berserk and smashed a pine tree, as thick as a bowl, in half beside him, then broke off some of its tough branches and used them as a thick wooden club.
"Over there!"
Li Bin pointed to a dense thicket of bushes on the left, his voice trembling with tension.
He didn't need to remind me.
Jiang Ming has already made his move.
Unlike the others, he did not seek cover, nor did he show any intention of retreating.
The moment the arrows rained down, he squeezed his legs tightly around the horse's belly.
The warhorse stolen from the goblin chieftain neighed, its hooves flying, carrying the silver-white steel fortress like an out-of-control heavy tank, crashing directly into the direction from which the arrows came.
"court death!"
A chilling whisper came from behind the bushes.
Two more waves of arrows rained down.
This time, the target is Jiang Ming on horseback.
"Jingle bells—"
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A series of metallic clanging sounds echoed through the darkness, sending countless sparks flying.
If it were ordinary leather armor, or even chainmail, it would have been riddled with bullets by now.
But Jiang Ming was wearing the Silver Knight's full-body armor.
With a physical defense of up to 20 points, coupled with its unique curved design, most arrows are deflected the moment they touch it.
The few heavy arrows that struck the frontal armor only left a few faint white spots on the silvery-white metal surface.
The distance quickly closed.
Fifty meters.
Thirty meters.
Under the light of the two crimson moons, Jiang Ming finally saw the attackers' true faces.
They were a group of humanoid creatures wearing gray-green leather armor, with long, pointed ears and sinister faces.
Half-Elf Ranger (Lv.11)
[Danger Level: Medium]
【Features: Night Vision, Precision Shooting, Enhanced Agility】
Besides these half-elves, a dozen or so large Blackback Forest Wolves (Lv.8) were also crouching around them.
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"Release the wolves!"
Seeing that the arrows were ineffective, the half-elf leader immediately issued a sharp command.
A dozen or so wolves roared and pounced, trying to bite off the warhorse's leg bones.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Jiang Ming's mouth beneath his mask.
He pulled a dark green metal sphere from his waist.
That was his masterpiece, synthesized in the workshop of the training building using concentrated sulfuric acid and discarded iron cans.
"Try this."
Jiang Ming tossed it casually.
The sphere traced a parabola and landed precisely in the most densely populated area of half-elves.
"boom!"
A muffled thud.
There was no firelight, only a sky full of splashing dark green liquid.
Immediately following was a chilling hissing sound, as if countless venomous snakes were flicking their tongues.
"Aaaaaah—!"
A bloodcurdling scream erupted instantly.
The dark green acid mist spread wildly within the blast radius.
Three half-elf rangers were the first to be hit; their leather armor was as fragile as paper in the face of the strong acid, and was instantly corroded and penetrated.
When the acid comes into contact with the skin, the flesh liquefies at a visible speed, revealing the bare bones.
Even the bone bows in their hands softened and disintegrated rapidly in the acid mist.
The originally well-organized ambush formation was thrown into chaos in an instant.
In that chaotic moment.
Jiang Ming has arrived.
He leaped off his horse, and with the force of the impact, he transformed into a silver cannonball, crashing into the enemy ranks.
"die!"
The Black Iron Horse-Slaying Sword swept out with a whistling sound.
A half-elf who tried to draw his dagger to parry was cut in half at the waist, dagger and all.
Blood gushed out, splashing onto Jiang Ming's silver-white armor, instantly swallowed by the cold metallic luster.
[Defeat the Half-Elf Ranger (Lv.11) to gain 1100 experience points.]
The system notification sounded in my ear, but it couldn't keep up with the speed of Jiang Ming's killing spree.
"Attack him together! He's alone!"
The half-elf leader roared in terror, attempting to organize a counterattack.
Several black-backed wolves pounced on Jiang Ming from the side and rear, their sharp fangs biting at his neck and joints.
"die!"
Jiang Ming didn't even look, and suddenly grabbed backward with his left hand.
Before the wolf could bite him, the steel gauntlets had already gripped its throat tightly.
"Snap!"
A sickening cracking sound of bones breaking rang out.
Jiang Ming crushed the throat of the wolf, which weighed over a hundred pounds, with one hand and threw it at the two wandering knights charging towards him like trash.
The two wandering knights were knocked back by the wolf corpse.
next second.
The shadow of the black greatsword loomed over their vision.
puff!
Two heads shot into the sky.
This is a massacre.
A one-sided, predictable massacre.
Jiang Ming was like a tireless meat grinder, rampaging through the enemy ranks.
Every time he swung his sword, it was accompanied by the flying of severed limbs.
With each of his impacts, the cracking sound of bones breaking could be heard.
The agility and stealth that were once so prized in the forest became the most laughable joke in the face of absolute power and defense.
In just three minutes.
There were already seven or eight mutilated corpses lying on the ground, as well as five or six wolves that had died tragically.
The remaining half-elves finally collapsed.
This is hardly a fat sheep.
This is clearly an ancient ferocious beast disguised in human skin!
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
The half-elf leader no longer cared about the spoils of war; he turned and disappeared into the dense bushes, intending to use the terrain to escape.
"Trying to run away?"
Jiang Ming snorted coldly.
He didn't chase after them.
Instead, he pulled out another round ball from his waist.
This time, it's red.
[Thermothermic Incendiary Bomb (Excellent)]
He weighed the object in his hand and, relying on his perception attribute of 13 points, accurately predicted the leader's escape route.
"go."
The red ball traced a graceful arc through the air and landed in the grass five meters in front of the leader.
"boom--!"
The blinding white light instantly illuminated half of the forest.
A terrifying high temperature of up to 3000 degrees Celsius erupted instantly.
There was no loud explosion, only the popping sound of air being instantly scorched.
Within a ten-meter radius, shrubs, grass, and even soil were ignited and melted in that instant.
The half-elf leader didn't even have time to scream.
His legs were stained with the splattered thermite.
This flame cannot be extinguished unless it burns through the bones and exhausts the fuel.
"Aaaaah—kill me! Kill me!"
The leader fell to the edge of the inferno, watching his legs turn to charcoal in the white light, and let out a wail that was not human.
The remaining four half-elves were completely terrified.
They dropped their weapons, their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground, trembling.
The battle ended too quickly.
Before Wang Yang and Li Bin, who were close behind, could rush up to provide support, Jiang Ming was the only one left standing on the field.
At this moment, Jiang Ming was covered in blood.
His silver-white armor was covered with bits of flesh and entrails, and blood was still dripping from the black greatsword in his hand.
He turned around in the firelight.
That blood-stained mask looked like a demon crawling out of hell.
Wang Yang swallowed hard, feeling his knees go weak.
Even one's own people would feel a chill run down their spine upon seeing this scene.
Jiang Ming strode toward the prisoners who were kneeling and begging for mercy.
The heavy combat boots made a squelching sound as they stepped on the blood-soaked, muddy grass.
Every step felt like stepping on the survivor's heart.
He walked up to a half-elf and looked down at him.
"Who sent you?"
The voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth.
The half-elf trembled as he raised his head, his eyes filled with terror, his lips quivering as he couldn't utter a word.
"puff!"
A flash of sword light.
The half-elf's head rolled off, and the headless corpse gushed out a fountain of blood, splashing its companions in the face.
"You tell me."
Jiang Ming's voice was completely flat, as if he had simply stepped on an ant.
"Who sent you?"
This time, the half-elf next to him almost screamed.
"It's the gray rats! The gray rats from Blacklight Outpost told us! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"A gray mouse?"
Jiang Ming frowned slightly. The greatsword in his hand was not sheathed, but still hovered above the half-elf's head.
The cold blade exuded an aura of death, instantly soaking the prisoner's crotch.
Explain yourself.
Jiang Ming coldly uttered three words.
"It's—it's our informant at the outpost—"
To save his life, the half-elf spilled everything out.
"He saw you in a corner of the Golden Fleece trading company—he saw those chests of gold coins—"
He sent us a message by carrier pigeon—saying that a fat sheep had gone out of town—
"We—we just want money—"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ming's murderous intent intensified.
really.
The principle of not flaunting wealth is an eternal truth.
In a chaotic place like Blacklight Outpost, even Gareth's presence couldn't stop those greedy eyes.
The so-called "gray rats" are probably intelligence brokers lurking in the city.
They don't need to lift a finger; they can simply sell the information to bandits, nomadic tribes, or these half-elves outside the city and reap the benefits.
"What does that gray rat look like? Where is it located?"
Jiang Ming pressed for more information.
"I...I don't know..." the half-elf cried, "We only communicated through carrier hawks, and placed one-tenth of the spoils in a designated old tree hollow..."
Single-line connection.
Very cautious.
Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes.
If these rats hiding in the gutter aren't eliminated, every large-scale transaction he tries to conduct with Blacklight Outpost in the future could turn into a bloody ambush.
"Is there any other valuable intelligence?"
Jiang Ming pressed the sword in his hand down slightly, cutting the half-elf's skin, and a trickle of blood flowed down his forehead.
Yes! Yes!
The half-elf hurriedly shouted.
"Our camp is in a mountain hollow ten kilometers to the north—there we still have some supplies we've accumulated—and—and a few glowing stones we dug out of the ruins—"
Glowing stone?
Jiang Ming's heart stirred.
In this world, stones that can glow usually signify energy.
It could be the magic crystals those merchants were talking about, or it could be some kind of rare energy ore.
Leading the way is impossible.
Jiang Ming glanced at the sky.
It's late at night now, and it's unrealistic to take such a large force, along with the wounded and slaves, to raid someone's lair.
Moreover, Zhao Yanzhi is only leading a few dozen students to guard the school base, and things could easily go wrong if this goes on for too long.
"Tie them up."
Jiang Ming waved to Wang Yang and the others who were still in a daze behind him.
"Keep these elves; take them back to work."
Jiang Ming's orders were ruthless and efficient.
Wang Yang and Li Bin immediately led a few brave boys to rush up.
They used thick hemp rope to tie the remaining three half-elves up like dumplings, and then began skillfully groping the corpses.
"Ming-ge! This is good stuff!"
Li Bin excitedly raised a longbow he had pried off the corpse.
Half-elf bone longbow (green)
Attack power: 18-25
[Special Effect: Penetration (Armor Penetration +10%)]
Although Zhao Yanzhi's alloy recurve bow is powerful, its armor-piercing property makes it a godsend against monsters with tough hides.
Besides the longbow, there were a dozen or so sharp bone daggers, and several leather pouches containing herbs and strange seeds.
Jiang Ming didn't look at them closely and told Li Bin to put them away carefully, since these were all his strengths.
He walked up to the ogre that was still groaning and moaning.
Although this big guy was riddled with bullets, its vitality was terrifyingly tenacious.
It was sitting on the ground, using its thick fingers to pull out the arrows from its body one by one, bringing out clumps of black blood.
With each plucked hair, it would bar its teeth and howl, then grab the half-elf corpse from the ground, tear off a leg, and stuff it into its mouth to chew as if it were a painkiller.
"Damn it—forget it, finish this meal and get to work."
Jiang Ming kicked it.
The ogre let out a groan, shrank its neck in fear, and quickened its pace of eating.
In its simple mind, this little silver figure before it was a million times more terrifying than those pointed-eared archers.
The team set off again.
This time, the atmosphere was completely different.
The newly joined slaves initially had a look of numbness and uncertainty in their eyes.
But after witnessing Jiang Ming slaughter a fully armed half-elf squad as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, that numbness turned into deep awe.
They kept their heads down, carrying heavy supplies, barely daring to breathe.
In this cruel world, following a powerful master is the only guarantee of survival.
Jiang Ming, on the other hand, was clearly excessively powerful.
Even the members of the Baron caravan looked relieved.
Fortunately, we surrendered quickly.
Otherwise, that black greatsword would have severed their heads.