The Creators: From Night City

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"Has the Litan squad returned?" Kasha asked Rogge, who was on duty at the gate, as he surveyed the meager defensive equipment along the wooden perimeter.

The answer is naturally no.

"Please, whatever happens, please don't."

The explosion occurred right in the rocky wilderness where the 'Litan Squad' operated, which made Kasha feel uneasy.

Meanwhile, the two Rogges who had been nagged by their boss were getting up from the ground, covered in a mess.

The powerful shockwave from the explosion ripped up the ground within a radius of nearly a kilometer, sending the two Rogge figures, who were at the edge of the blast, flying several times.

It turns out that demons can be physically exorcised if the amount of medicine is sufficient.

Hundreds of Fallen Ones had already mingled with the mud and rocks, evenly spread out in a large pit several tens of meters wide.

However, a small number of Fallen Ones who were a little further away from the explosion's epicenter survived and were running wildly in all directions, their speed almost matching that of Usain Bolt.

Useless at everything, but a master at running away; this title truly applies to the Fallen race.

As Jiang Bing landed, illusory golden flames began to spread, licking the inner walls of the pit. The demon's flesh and soul were excellent nourishment and could not be wasted.

The two Rogge had barely gotten up and taken a few steps when they suddenly heard a familiar voice calling out "Rakanishu".

The Blue-skinned Fallen Demon was ridiculously tough. He survived Jiang Bing's kick and was resting in the grass when two fat sheep unexpectedly walked right into his door.

An ambush, orchestrated by a series of unforeseen events, suddenly erupted.

The seemingly crude scimitar struck Ellie's raised bow arm directly as Rakanishu jumped, cleaving the finely crafted wooden short bow in two.

Ignoring the pain of losing her beloved bow, Ellie gripped an arrow that should have been nocked on the bowstring and plunged it into her opponent's stomach.

However, this injury was like a mosquito bite to Rakanishu, and it didn't stop wielding its short blade, directly slashing at the leather leg armor of Rogue in front of it.

The slash easily sliced ​​through the leather inlaid with metal plates, and with its remaining force, it cut open half of Ellie's thigh.

With a muffled groan, blood gushed from the wound instantly.

Without mobility, Ellie was like a lamb to the slaughter in front of Kalanishu, who was known for his speed.

Fortunately, she wasn't fighting alone.

A powerful, magic-infused arrow caught the Fallen's sword swing just as it was about to strike again, grazing Ellie's waist and knocking her away, temporarily relieving her life-threatening crisis.

Without a moment's hesitation, the girl dragged her injured leg and scrambled away from Rakanishu, disregarding her image. Once she was temporarily safe, she took out a bottle of blood-red alchemical potion from her bag. A look of pain flashed across her face, but she still unhesitatingly opened the seal, tilted her head back and drank half of it down, while pouring the remaining half directly onto her deep wound.

The bleeding stopped immediately, and the wound began to heal rapidly.

However, this potion can only do so much; the severed muscle tissue will not recover immediately and will still need time to heal.

However, Rakanishu clearly wouldn't give the two of them that chance. Stimulated by the smell of blood, it became increasingly violent, and its demonic and savage side surged up wildly, taking over its mind and body.

Like a blue monkey, it leaped and dodged Litham's two arrows, rushing towards Ellie.

Several arrows were shot precisely in front of it, leaving just enough lead to block its path.

However, as a powerful Fallen leader, Rakanishu possesses considerable intelligence.

Its dwarf-like body didn't stop for a moment. With a powerful leap, it jumped from a distance of more than ten meters, dodging the arrows in mid-air. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on its ugly face as it slashed straight down at its prey with its curved knife.

But a glass bottle was already waiting for it in mid-air. The violent impact caused the not-so-hard glass bottle to suddenly shatter, and the flammable and explosive alchemical liquid inside exploded violently, blasting the Fallen Demon away.

It's Li Tan.

The experienced Roger had planned this all along; the initial setup was merely to restrict the opponent's movements and pave the way for unleashing that bottle of explosives.

This bottle of explosives had a destructive power comparable to a high-explosive grenade that detonates at point-blank range. Kalanishu fell heavily to the ground, struggled for a moment, and was unable to get up, indicating that he was seriously injured.

However, the battlefield situation changed rapidly, and an unexpected situation occurred that sent chills down the spines of both Rogge.

Among the fleeing Fallen, a Fallen wizard carrying a banner happened to escape to the area where the three were fighting. Seeing his leader lying on the ground on the verge of death, he naturally did not hesitate and immediately cast a healing spell.

A crimson magical light flashed, and under the healing power of the magic, Rakani's charred skin quickly returned to its original deep blue color as if time had reversed.

The broken bones gradually returned to their original positions and healed with a series of crisp cracking sounds, while the wounds on the body surface began to shrink rapidly until they disappeared completely.

Lacanishu was instantly revived on the spot.

Chapter 686 An Unwilling Tug-of-War

A cruel smile spread across its lips as it roared and charged madly toward the two women.

But an unexpected situation occurred that sent chills down the Fallen One's spine.

The Stone Wilderness is not only home to fleeing Fallen Ones; the very culprit behind this great defeat is still standing there, watching helplessly.

In this situation, Lacanishu still wanted to stab someone in front of Boss Jiang. This wasn't just cutting Rogge; it was clearly slapping Boss Jiang in the face!

Lacanishu, the gleeful fallen demon, leaped into the air with the smug cruelty of a petty tyrant, its bloodlust rising ever higher, urging it to quickly chop the two 'fat sheep' in front of it into pieces and to bathe in the warm blood.

But it obviously won't get a bath in fresh blood today; it's certainly had its fill of size 45 feet, though.

"Boom!"

Amidst billowing dust, Jiang Bing crashed into the two Rogues like a heavy cannonball, landing in a Marvel-hero style, and incidentally kicking Rakanishu, the Fallen One, into the ground.

This is especially difficult.

The reason it's called the Rocky Wasteland is because the soil there is full of rocks of all sizes.

There is often only a thin layer of topsoil on the ground, and below that is hardened rock, dense gravel, and a whole boulder.

This is also the main reason why the rocky wilderness has been abandoned, with no farmland and only a large amount of weeds.

The ground is too hard; I can't dig it up, I simply can't.

Lacanishu, whose upper body was rammed into the ground and whose short legs kicked futilely a few times before falling silent, agreed with this assessment.

Are you all alright?

Jiang Bing slowly pulled his right foot out of the pit. Because the shock-absorbing pad was too fragile and the ground was too hard, some of the opponent's blood had nowhere to go and could only gush out in all directions, covering Jiang Bing's boots and his entire calf.

But before the two Rogues could answer, the Fallen Wizard not far away waved his banner, and with a surge of magic, he resurrected the dead Rakanishu.

For Fallen Ones whose souls are immortal, resurrection only requires healing the body and then stuffing the souls that have not yet returned to Hell back into the body; it is not difficult at all.

"Rakanishu!"

The angry whispers of the demon echoed from the pit, though muffled by the soil.

The two Rogues took a step back in unison. Litan drew her bow and nocked an arrow, while Ellie held a spare dagger in one hand and gripped the explosive charge handed to her by her companion in the other, nervously watching Jiang Bing's side, on high alert.

With the blessing of hellish magic, Rakanishu's two short legs miraculously began to move again.

However, before it could even pull its head out, its two hands braced on the ground, a familiar size 45 foot descended from the sky and imprinted itself on the back of its head.

Jiang Bing chuckled and stomped his feet a few times, sending the other person deeper into the ground.

It is no exaggeration to say that Jiang Bing's body compression technique is masterful.

The sound of bones breaking, cracking, and exploding was enough to make one's teeth ache, and the scene of blood splattering in all directions due to the violent compression made Jiang Bing seem more like a demon.

Lacanishu stopped moving again.

So the Fallen Sorcerer waved the banner in his hand again, and the familiar magical fluctuations flashed by. Rakanishu, with only a small leg left outside the pit, began to wriggle again.

So Jiang Bing raised his foot again.

They died and came back to life, came back to life and died again. The damned competitive spirit between men made neither side willing to give up.

Until the person involved, Lacanishu, gave up.

As the Fallen Sorcerer desperately squeezed out the last of his magic power in an attempt to bring his old leader back to the Sanctuary, Rakanishu refused.

It was terrified, truly terrified. It was prepared to return to hell immediately, even if it meant being eaten like a snack by the crippled demon every day, it would be better than being repeatedly tortured here.

However, its soul had only traveled halfway to the destination of hell when it discovered that it was somehow stained with some kind of golden flame.

The next moment, the raging flames consumed its soul along with its wailing.

Run, but where do you run to?

The tug-of-war ended with Rakanish being utterly annihilated and the Fallen Wizard having his head smashed by a stone thrown by Jiang Bing.

Once it was completely safe, Jiang Bing continued to communicate with the two Rogges, naturally while walking and talking.

The explosion had attracted almost all the demons in the Stone Wilderness. Jiang Bing didn't care, but the two Rogues wanted to escape this dangerous place and return to their camp as soon as possible.

Jiang Bing was delighted with this.

"Thank you for your help, we are fine."

Jiang Bing subtly concealed his blood-red right foot to his side, and golden flames began to spread along the bloodstains.

"Let me introduce myself, Sabur Lerek, a traveler. It's a pleasure to meet you."

He introduced himself politely, trying to salvage his bad image in the other person's mind.

But he soon realized he had been worrying too much.

In this world, being tyrannical, strong, cruel, and decisive in killing are not negative traits.

In fact, Rogers would only applaud Jiang Bingshou's act of beating up 'Lacanishu-chan', and would not feel the slightest bit disgusted.

They wished Jiang Bing would be even more cruel and ruthless.

These female Rogues, who inherited their lineage from the Amazons, cannot be called violent maniacs, but they are definitely loyal believers in the supremacy of strength (Rogue is a general term for a type of person, similar to rangers, mercenaries, and outlaws. The Blind Sisterhood's armed forces are all female due to the special nature of the sect; in fact, there are also male Rogues).

“Your Excellency Sabur, good day. I am Litan from the Blind Sisterhood, and this is my sister Ellie.”

"Are you also here to hunt down the Dark Wanderers?" Although the bleeding from the wound on Ellie's leg had stopped, she still walked with a limp. She looked at Jiang Bing, whose clothes were clearly in a business casual style, and asked the powerful 'mage' with curiosity.

Yes, mage, she mistook the bombardment from Gustav's cannon for some powerful spell cast by Jiang Bing.

In fact, Litan thought so too.

“That’s right!” Jiang Bing agreed with absolute certainty.

Someone has handed you a ready-made ladder; there's no reason not to use it.

"Then you're too late, Lord Sabur. The Dark Wanderer has already passed through the East Gate Fortress and headed east, leaving us only what you see here."

Litan blinked, drew her bow, and from a distance shot a spiky rat hiding in the roadside bushes, blowing its head off with a single arrow, before answering.

"The ground is littered with demons and undead monsters."

She pointed to the carcass of the large rat, then spread her hands to gesture towards the black wasteland: "And there is also the ruined kingdom of Kanduras."

"Even the monastery has been taken over by the demons summoned by the Dark Wanderer. If you want to catch up with them, this is an unavoidable problem, since it is blocking the only way to the Western Kingdom."

Chapter 687 Akara and Kasha

In reality, Jiang Bing had no intention of chasing after the so-called 'Dark Wanderer'. He came to this world purely to find some food for Heiml, and he didn't want to shoulder the heavy responsibility of maintaining world peace for the time being.

“Many heroes have tried to launch a counterattack on the monastery, but all have failed. Mr. Sabur, if you are considering attacking the monastery, I suggest you talk to them. You might even find like-minded companions.”

As Litan spoke, she drew a whistling arrow from the quiver on her back and shot it into the sky.

This action was a warning to the camp guards, informing them that the squad had brought new visitors. Although the three seemed to be having a pleasant conversation, the two Rogers did not fully trust Jiang Bing.

In times of chaos, treacherous people bewitched by evil spirits emerge in large numbers, and all sorts of ambitious individuals, schemers, and opportunists are also very active. For the safety of the camp, we must be on guard.

Rogue Encampment was a newly established, rudimentary camp with very basic conditions.

On their way to drive Andariel out of the monastery's stronghold, the Blind Sisters' armed force, the Rogue Legion, was either killed or corrupted, with only one in ten surviving.

The residents around the East Gate Fortress also suffered heavy casualties, with very few managing to escape into the Rogue Encampment.

"You're back." Kasha saw that only two of the four members of Litan's team had returned after leaving, and she naturally understood what had happened. She pursed her lips slightly.

In just a few months, she has lost too many sisters, but every time someone leaves, the sadness remains the same; no one can escape it.

But she had to be strong. As the leader of the armed forces in the camp, she couldn't afford to be chaotic or weak, no matter who caused the chaos.

She could only nod to the two of them with a cold expression.

Akara, however, does not need to do so. As a spiritual leader, maintaining care and compassion for all people is what she is meant to do.

"May Philios protect their souls."

As the leader of the Blind Order, Akara is not blind, and neither are the other members of the order.

The entire monastic order does not worship blind people. The reason it was named that is simply because the name of the monastic order’s sacred object is 'Blind Eye'.

But Akara does indeed have 'sharp wits'.