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Chapter 488: Bad, Met Nantong

Chapter 488: Bad, Met Nantong
After dealing with the Kingdom Inspector, Lin quickly searched the entire floor.

Based on what the pig said before it died, it is not difficult to guess that the eight-fingered cadres left here are probably six-armed, and they are a group of relatively powerful people.

To Lin and Sebastian, this was nothing, but to Climb, he was a formidable enemy.

Therefore, in order to avoid being encountered by the latter, he continued to move towards the secret passage, searching the room at a rapid speed.

however--

"Okay, that makes it the third one."

Climb moved the knocked-out man aside.

He had been waiting for the three villains at the exit of the secret passage, and at the same time, he followed what Lin said and did not kill those who escaped.

However, just staying here made him feel that he had no sense of participation, and he didn't know what the situation was inside, so he had the idea of going in.

What should I do? Should I go in?

But I am a warrior, and it is not easy to perform in a narrow room. If I encounter an enemy... I can't think too much! If I delay here, Lord Lin and Mr. Sebastian may be in danger!

Based on this concern and sense of mission, Clem decided to go in and help.

Of course, you shouldn't rush in recklessly like a headless fly. At least you should complete the task assigned to you well.

Since it was the only secret passage exit, it meant that everyone else had to escape from here, and no matter which secret passage they took, they would eventually end up at this one. Just like the reverse answer, following the secret passage would always lead to the enemy.

Climb walked quickly and quietly into the secret passage.

It is called a secret passage, but in fact it is a series of rooms connected to each other. Each room has two doors, which lead to the inside.

Just as he was about to open the first door, he heard messy footsteps coming from inside.

It's the one who escaped.

He was just about to hide behind the door and launch a sneak attack on the enemy, but he didn't expect the enemy to run much faster than him. Before he could hide behind the door, the door was opened.

The two of them were facing each other.

"Ah! Who are you?"

The fleeing man reacted with a stressful reaction, and hastily used his dagger to stab Climb, but Climb easily deflected the blow with his sword. He then raised his sword high and slashed down from the top in one go.

The man tried to block with his dagger, but the dagger was no match for the heavy blow from Clem, who was using his entire body weight. The opponent's sword was deflected, and Clem's blade slashed into the man's shoulder and through his throat.

The man was facing death, his body convulsed, and he fell to the ground groaning in pain. He didn't expect that there could be so much blood in the human body, and it flowed all over the ground.

Climb looked a little unhappy.

Unlike waiting outside, he couldn’t hold back just now. Although it was normal for such a development to happen in a life-and-death situation, Climb still felt a little bit resentful.

There was no time to mourn the death of his enemy, he had more important tasks.

Continue forward into the room ahead.

After passing through several more rooms, they came to an open hall. The space here was very large, and of course there were many doors. Clem opened the doors one by one and found that the open hall seemed to be the intersection of paths that led to all directions.

Then he did not continue to move forward blindly, but stopped to look around the quiet hall.

The first one checked around to make sure there was no one behind the wooden box or if there was a secret passage. Although it was only a soldier-level search, he felt that there should be no hidden doors or anything.

Then check the large number of wooden boxes.

Climb hoped to obtain information about other facilities in Eight Fingers. It would be even better if he could find smuggled or illegal goods. Of course, a detailed search could only be carried out after the place was completely occupied, but before that, he should still search as much as he could within his ability.

Then he found all kinds of clothes in the nearest wooden box, from Guantouyi to the gorgeous clothes that the daughters of nobles would wear.

"What are these? Is there something hidden under the clothes... It doesn't seem to be... spare clothes? There are also clothes that look like work clothes. Are these maid clothes? What are these for?"

The innocent boy does not understand the beauty of role-playing, and naturally does not understand the purpose of collecting these clothes.

Suddenly, there was a loud snapping noise in the house.

Climb was startled. He was sure that no one was in the room.

In fact, this was true. There was no one in the room. The sound came from a large box about 2 meters high that was a little further away from him. One side of the box was pressed against the wall, and the wooden board on the opposite side had been opened.

The inside of the box was exposed, with no one or anything inside, only two men. Deep inside the box was a passage, with a hole in the wall where it should have been.

Sure enough, there was a hidden passage, and it was connected to the wooden box.

Climb was completely stunned.

At this time, the men walked out of the box together. One of the men looked very similar to a character described by Lin. The man's name was Dunetron. He was the biggest obstacle in this offensive and the number one person they wanted to capture.

He was a member of the Six Arms, and was strong enough to rival an Adamantium-class adventurer. Climb had no chance of winning.

The man held the unsheathed blade in one hand, narrowed his eyes and said, "We've already been notified of the invasion through the alarm, and we've deliberately taken a secret passage to avoid running into them... I think we should make another secret passage."

“What’s the point of saying this now?” The sissy behind him said in a shrill voice. After seeing Clem, she was stunned for a moment and said, “Oh, I think I’ve seen that boy somewhere before.”

"In this case, if you tell me that you slept with that boy, don't blame me for getting angry."

"That's disgusting! How could it be possible? ... Now I remember that he is a subordinate of the bastard whom I hate the most in the world."

"The princess' subordinate?"

Sukhotron looked at every corner of Clem from head to toe. The man behind him had a disgusting look of lust in his eyes, but Sukhotron's eyes were looking at Clem's strength as a warrior, or like a venomous snake, judging whether he could swallow his prey in one gulp.

The man at the back licked his lips and asked Sand Dunetron, "I want to take this guy with me, how about that?"

This sentence made Climb's back tingle and his buttocks itch.

This guy is actually a homosexual? !
“There will be an additional charge.”

Ignoring Climb’s inner scream, Dunetron turned towards him. His posture was flawless to begin with, and now it felt like he was facing an indestructible wall.

Dunetron suddenly took a step forward, and the pressure from him forced Climb to take a step back.

A battle involving a huge disparity in power would not normally take too long, but Climb had to embark on this difficult task.

It is impossible to defeat the enemy, but keeping him there should not be a problem. As long as we maintain a defensive posture and concentrate on fending off attacks, we should be able to buy time for one of the adults to arrive.

But, before that...

Climb took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his lungs, “Please come and save me—!”

That shout almost pushed out all the air accumulated in the lungs.

Winning alone is not a victory, but capturing these people and preventing them from escaping is a victory. On the other hand, if this person who is likely to have most of the information escapes, it will be a complete loss.

In that case, why should we hesitate to ask for help loudly?

At the same time, he began to feel fortunate.

Fortunately, I walked into the secret passage first. If I had waited outside, I would definitely not be able to stop them.

Sandhilltron's face turned ferocious.

"It seems that it is becoming a bit difficult to take this guy away. I have to get rid of him before the reinforcements arrive."

"How can this be! Don't you have six arms? You can't even knock out a little devil like this? Don't you live up to the name of a phantom demon?"

"That's embarrassing. Okay, I'll try my best, but the prerequisite is that you can escape successfully."

Climb didn’t dare to relax.

He thought carefully about the origin of the man's nickname. After all, if it was a nickname, it would not be a name that was too far away from the man's ability. In this case, as long as he found out the reason, he could grasp part of the other party's ability... This was what he learned from Lin.

It was just a pity that he couldn't tell any clues from his opponent's appearance or equipment.

Climb knew that the odds were against him, but he still roared to encourage himself: “I will guard this door to the death. As long as I am still alive, you will never escape from here!”

"Whether I can do it or not will soon become clear. You'll know when I knock you to the ground and you look so ugly." Dunetron slowly raised his sword and got ready.

Huh?
Climb didn’t know if it was because of his eyesight, but he noticed that the shape of the sword was shaking. However, before he could take a closer look, the abnormal phenomenon quickly disappeared.

Is it some kind of martial arts?

This must be the reason why the opponent is called a phantom demon. This means that the opponent has activated some kind of power and immediately raised the alert level.

Dunetron stepped into the attack range and slashed with his sword.

That move really didn't seem like it could match that of an adamantium-class adventurer, and it was even a little worse than Climb's. He matched the trajectory of the sword swing, raised his sword to defend himself—and suddenly felt a chill, and jumped away. But the next second, a sharp pain broke out on the side of his torso, and he was almost knocked away.

"Ugh!"

Climb retreated with a chaotic sound of footsteps and bumped into the wall.

But he didn't have time to think about what was happening. Dunetron was already approaching. He swung his sword at him as before. Climb raised his sword to protect his head and somersaulted to the left to escape. His right arm felt a sharp pain, and he rolled quickly without even looking back and swung his sword behind him.

The blade only struck air.

Climb covered his injured shoulder and looked at the other man in the room instead of watching Dunetron who was trying to open the door.

This action made Dunetron immediately cautious.

He would have judged that if he wanted to escape safely, he had to kill Climb here, but that was assuming he didn’t know what was going on outside. If he had known, he would have opened the door and run away.

Excellent psychological warfare.

If it wasn't so inappropriate, the priest hiding in the corner would really want to applaud the clever guard.

In fact, Lin had arrived a long time ago.

And he was following behind Sandchuteron and the others, just before Climb met them.

But Lin didn't take any action.

Clem came here to test the results of his studies. As his teacher, friend, comrade-in-arms, and out of a soldier's pride, he had no intention of snatching the prey.

And Dunetron is a very suitable opponent.

After all, even if he has six arms, he is the weakest one. He looks powerful purely because he has mixed illusions and used little tricks into his swordsmanship. His strength is not up to par.

Climb also noticed this very quickly. At first, he thought it was a two-hit combo like the Six Light Combo he had with Gazef—a combo that could attack six times in an instant. However, the speed of the first attack of Dunetron’s move was ordinary, and only the speed of the second attack was weirdly fast. It was too inconsistent.

Then, Climb closed the distance and swung his sword downwards, but it bounced back as expected. He suppressed the force and slashed downwards again, making two quick strikes. The moment the sword bounced back, he felt something strange. He felt that his attack was bounced back before it hit the sword in front of him.

——That right hand itself is an illusion!

In other words, the sword that was thought to be blocked was actually an illusion, and it was the invisible sword that hit the body.

Dunetron admitted to his hidden trick.

"Since my abilities are spread across two classes, judging only by my combat abilities, I may not be as good as you, but... multiple afterimages."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sand Dunetron's body split into several parts. Everyone would think that the one in the middle was the real one, but no one could guarantee that it was the case.

Don't give the other party time!
Climb realized this and rushed over quickly.

It was ridiculous to say that originally it was Climb who was trying to buy time, but now it was the enemy who was trying to buy time.

Climb was smart and used a slashing move to get rid of the afterimage as quickly as possible. However, he swung his sword as if to sweep away everything, and only hit one person. The blade did not encounter any resistance and went straight through the opponent's body.

"——I guessed wrong."

Hearing the obvious murderous intent, Climb subconsciously rolled forward to avoid the fatal blow from behind, but at the same time he was slashed near the throat, and blood gushed out, bringing an unpleasant feeling of soaking his clothes.

This is not going to be good.

Climb realized this and distanced himself from the man while focusing all his senses on his ears. The only sound he should hear now was the sound coming from the man in front of him.

——That’s it!
That was definitely not the sound of a sword raised to chop. Instead, there was a faint sound of wind slicing through the empty space before his eyes, heading right for Climb’s face, right in the middle.

Climb turned his head hastily. Along with the heat generated in his cheeks, he felt a pain as if his skin and flesh were being torn apart. Hot liquid flowed out of his cheeks and flowed down his neck.

“One half!”

Climb spat out blood, betting everything on this one strike. He gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, exerted his utmost strength, raised the sword to the upper part, and swung it with all his strength, using his legs, waist, abdomen, torso, and arms.

Transform everything into one, and use one to cover everything!

——The sword of mortals!
Blood spurted out.

With the touch of cutting a hard object, blood spurted out like a fountain. This time, it seemed that the main attack hit the vital point, and Dunetron fell heavily to the ground.

Climb couldn’t believe that he could defeat a man who could rival an adamantite-level adventurer, but he was indeed lying on the ground, and that was an indisputable fact.

"I've already won."

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you win."

The flag that had just been erected was pierced, and Climb's abdomen was also pierced. His body lost all strength as if a wire had been cut, and his vision turned completely black in an instant. When he came to his senses, he had already fallen to the floor.

He desperately looked up and saw Dunetron standing there unharmed. He moved his fingers and drew a straight line on his chest. That should be the path of Climb's sword.

"Fake death. This is an illusion after being injured. It hurt a lot just now. You must have thought you dealt me a fatal blow, right?"

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Climb gasped heavily and quickly, feeling the blood flowing out of his abdomen, soaking his chainmail shirt and clothes.

--will die.

If you lose consciousness, you will definitely die.

However, even if he remains conscious, death is only a matter of time, and his opponent will most likely give him the final blow.

Fighting against a man who could rival an adamantite-level adventurer was already considered heroic, wasn't it? I had done a good job.

I, I...

"Well done, Clem."

As Climb’s consciousness blurred, a familiar voice sounded beside his ears.

"Leave it to me next."

——I’m counting on you, Lord Lin.