Soul Weapon Awakening, My Weapon Is A Harmonica Chapter 9
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Copperfield left Cavendish Town.
He carried his father's longsword on his back and headed to the mountain range of magical beasts alone.
At this moment, while Rose was escorting Chester to the capital, at the outskirts of the mountain range of magical beasts.
In a dilapidated tavern, there was a thunderstorm.
"Leader, Billy didn't make it."
"Bang!"
"F*ck the Berserk Thunder Bear."
A rough-looking man listened to his subordinate's report and slammed his palm heavily on the table in front of him. The old table immediately let out a heavy sound and started to shake.
The members of the mercenary group in front of them looked at their leader's monstrous anger.
A wave of anger rose in their hearts.
For some unknown reason, some magical beasts that were originally residing in the depths of the Crobal Mountains began to move around the outskirts of the mountains.
The dragon mercenary group suddenly encountered a late-stage tier 3 magical beast, the Berserk Thunder Bear, when they were returning from completing their mission.
And Billy was also heavily injured during that attack.
"Leader, if you hadn't risked your life to save us in the end, the casualties of our brothers would have been even greater."
In the end, the young mercenary still spoke.
That was the truth.
After Billy was ambushed, Clyde and the others quickly reacted. They attacked angrily, but the magical beast they had to face was too powerful.
Tier 3 Violent Thunder Bear.
Not only did it have powerful claws, but the thick fur on its body also provided it with a powerful defensive ability.
If it wasn't for Clyde's defensive soul, Dragon Scale Shield, and his mid-tier three-star strength, he would have barely been able to withstand the violent thunder bear's attack.
But even so...
The remaining members were unable to effectively attack the Berserk Thunder Bear.
They had no choice but to retreat, trying to return to Maka Town as soon as possible to save Billy's life. However, in the end...
"Leader! When has our dragon mercenary group ever suffered so much!"
"Isn't it just a Tier 3 magical beast? Once we're ready, we'll charge back at them and sacrifice Billy's soul to the sky!"
"Our dragon mercenary group will definitely pay back with blood!"
Clyde suddenly stood up, and the slightly damaged armor on his body instantly exploded, revealing the hideous and terrifying scars on his body. He let out an angry roar.
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"Brothers, let's crush it!"
As the angry roar fell, a strange voice sounded from the side.
"Yo, didn't your dragon mercenary group just lose a senior member? How scary."
A hoarse voice with a thick sense of ridicule sounded from the other side of the tavern.
In an instant, the tavern was as silent as death.
All the members of the dragon mercenary group looked at the person who spoke with fierce eyes.
A man with a malicious face was lying on the sofa in the tavern, looking at Mordred who had just appeared from the private room in the tavern.
"Wade, do you want to die?"
Mordred looked at the person who came, and a strong killing intent burst out from his eyes.
This person was the other force in Maka town that had always been enemies with the dragon mercenary group -- the leader of the gale mercenary group, Wade Charles.
Wade laughed.
"Courting death? Hahaha, are you joking with me, Mordred?"
"The member who died in your mercenary group previously, if I remember correctly, was a two-star high-tier soul master, right?"
"The main force of your mercenary group just died in battle. Who do you have to fight with our gale mercenary group?"
"Moreover, if it wasn't for your dragon mercenary group overestimating themselves, how would you have suffered such a loss?"
After saying that, Wade and the members of the gale mercenary group behind him burst into laughter.
Clyde's expression darkened.
Among the twenty or so soul masters standing behind Wade, there were actually four or five who had reached the strength of two stars. The remaining few had auras that were estimated to be above one star.
Even so, the members of the dragon mercenary group didn't have a trace of fear on their faces.
Everyone's eyes were burning with a ball of flames filled with anger.
Clyde raised his head and looked in the direction of the gale mercenary group.
Speechless.
Clyde stretched out his right hand, and a heavy giant shield brazenly appeared in the air!
"Then I'll kill you first and accompany my brother on his journey!"
"Afraid of you?"
All of a sudden, everyone in the tavern stood up, their expressions gloomy. The sharp weapons in their hands also shone blood-red in the rainstorm.
Just as both sides had their daggers drawn...
"Creak."
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The shabby wooden door of the tavern was pushed open by someone.
Hearing this voice, everyone turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the tavern's door.
Who was so blind to come to the tavern at this time?
Was he courting death?
Wade's eyes were gloomy as he stared straight at the door frame.
In the next moment.
A bright silver light appeared in front of his eyes. Before he arrived, there was a flash of cold light. On the cold light, there were traces of blood that even the storm could not wash away.
This is...
The blood of a Tier 2 Yin Void Snake?
Everyone present was a seasoned mercenary. They could naturally recognize the origin of the monster at a glance through the smell of its blood. Moreover, only the blood of the Yin Void snake was blue and emitted a pungent smell.
This man is a powerhouse!
Clyde thought to himself.
In the next second, the door of the tavern was completely pushed open. A black-robed youth slowly walked into the room.
He first shook off some of the water droplets on his body, then placed his two-handed sword by his feet. After doing all this, the youth calmly raised his head, and as if he was completely indifferent to the people in the room, he casually found a seat and sat down.
He raised his head.
Under the hood, a pair of deep eyes were revealed.
What kind of eyes were these?
They were filled with an aura of death as if an ancient giant beast was staring at him from the dark night.
The room was completely silent.
Everyone's gaze was focused on this uninvited guest.
It was as if this uninvited guest was exuding a faint aura of death.
Wade had come here today precisely because he had anticipated Clyde's temper. If he could leave behind a few awakeners who belonged to the dragon mercenary group today, the dragon mercenary group's combat strength would definitely be reduced massively, maybe so much that they would be unable to recover.
From now on, wouldn't he be the only one in charge of Maka Town?
However, after the black-clothed man in front of him entered the arena, a dangerous premonition arose in Wade's heart. This made him have no choice but to be cautious.
"Could this black-clothed man be a helper of the giant dragon mercenary group?"
Wade thought to himself. The aura of this black-clothed man made his heart palpitate. After all, he was the captain of the gale mercenary group, a three-star soul master.
It was because even though Copperfield had randomly chosen an empty seat after entering the door, it was near the side of the dragon mercenary group.
Thus, Wade let out a wisp of soul power and carefully probed the uninvited guest.
The black-clothed youth was still sitting upright at the side of the tavern, but in the next second, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Wade.
Wade couldn't help but stand up when he was stared at by these eyes that seemed to be able to see through his soul.
The black-robed youth in front of him didn't move at all. This was undoubtedly Wade showing his fear.
Seeing this, a gale mercenary group member took out a sharp sword and attacked Copperfield's back.
Just as he was about to reach Copperfield's side...
A surge of soul power surged out with the black-robed youth at the center.
This black-robed youth was Copperfield, who had ventured into the Magical Beast Mountain Range for exploration!
In the next second, the gale mercenary group's high-tier one-star member was sent flying backward.
The sharp sword in his hand had somehow landed in Copperfield's hand.
The entire time, Copperfield didn't even move a single inch.
The aura of death emanating from his body seemed to be even stronger!
After Copperfield released his soul power, Wade quickly reacted. The strength of this person in front of him was at most just two-star. As for the aura emanating from his body, there might be another reason for it.
He had been frightened to such an extent by just a two-star soul master. If news of this spread out, would the fierce gale mercenary group still be able to survive? Feeling ashamed and indignant, Wade made his move with lightning speed.
It was as if he wanted to get back some face for himself.
"Hahaha, Wade, you really treat me like I don't exist, right?"
In a flash, Clyde appeared in front of Copperfield. A thick and heavy soul power surged out from his giant shield.
"This person is guaranteed to become a member of our dragon mercenary group!"
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