Rise of the Otherworld.

The mysterious man, seizing the perfect moment, charged at the bandit leader like a bolt of black lightning. The air seemed to rip at his speed, emitting a sharp whistling sound. The bandit leader, sensing danger, his animal-like instincts whirled him around in an instant, brandishing his sword with ferocious force, stirring up a whirring gust of wind, as if to engulf everything around him in his furious attack, attempting to block the mysterious man's fatal blow.

The mysterious man dodged the fierce blow with a flicker of smoke, his movements light and fluid, as if blending seamlessly with the surrounding darkness. At the same time, the dagger in his hand, like a venomous snake, pierced the bandit leader's throat with icy murderous intent. The leader's eyes widened with a flicker of fear, and he quickly dodged to the side. The sharp dagger grazed his neck, leaving a shallow bloody mark. The crimson blood instantly oozed out, gleaming eerily in the moonlight.

"You little thief, how dare you hurt me!" the thief leader roared, the sound resonating like thunder in the warehouse, causing pain in everyone's eardrums. His eyes burned with rage, and his attack intensified. He swung his sword with impenetrable force, forming an iron-like defensive barrier. Each blow carried tremendous force, sending dust and gravel flying from the ground.

The mysterious man dodged, searching for another opportunity to strike. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, watched the bandit leader's every move, constantly calculating the perfect moment to strike. He knew that if he could capture the bandit leader, the battle would turn around, perhaps even end once and for all.

At this time, Zhang Hao and others also noticed the mysterious man's intention, and increased their attacks on other thieves, trying to create opportunities for the mysterious man.

Zhang Hao's swordplay was powerful and powerful, single-handedly defeating many. Wherever his sword struck, the thieves retreated. He moved effortlessly among the thieves, like a god of war descending to earth. Each strike carried a fierce momentum, as if he was determined to slay these evildoers. He shouted, "Everyone, hurry up! Don't let him get distracted!" His voice was firm and powerful, echoing through the warehouse like a bell, inspiring everyone's fighting spirit.

The woman formed hand seals with her hands, muttering something to herself as powerful beams of magic blasted towards the thieves. Like cannonballs, the beams exploded among the thieves, emitting a brilliant and deadly light. With a series of loud bangs, the thieves were thrown to the ground by the powerful magic, groaning in pain.

Ling Yu, with his nimble movements, weaved freely among the thieves, constantly attacking them from behind, making them unable to defend themselves. His figure was as elusive as a ghost, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at angles the thieves would never expect. Each attack accurately hit the thieves' vital parts, and the thieves fell under his attacks one after another.

The old man stood in the background, continuously casting buffs on the group while also keeping an eye on the battlefield, preventing any thieves from escaping. His face was focused, and he muttered something. Soft rays of light emanated from his hands, enveloping the group and enhancing their strength and speed. Under his spells, their attacks became sharper and their defenses more solid.

Under the combined attack of everyone, the thieves gradually began to lose their composure and began to lose their composure. Their once tight defensive formation became riddled with holes, and their coordination with each other became less coordinated.

The mysterious man seized the moment the bandit leader was distracted and launched another attack. He leaped high into the air, somersaulting like a swift eagle, dodging the bandit leader's broadsword. Then, like an arrow from a bow, he plummeted downward, his dagger piercing the bandit leader's chest.

The thief leader tried to dodge, but it was too late. The dagger, with all the strength of the mysterious man's body, pierced deep into his chest, and blood instantly gushed out like a fountain.

"Ah!" The bandit leader screamed, his voice filled with pain and despair. His body shook a few times, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he slowly fell into a pool of blood.

When the other thieves saw their leader injured, their morale dropped sharply.

"leader!"

"Run!"

The thieves began to flee in all directions, their eyes filled with fear and panic, and their original arrogance disappeared without a trace.

How could Zhang Hao and his companions miss this opportunity? They took advantage of the situation and pursued the thieves like a tiger descending from a mountain. Soon, the thieves were all caught in one fell swoop, and not a single one escaped.

After the battle, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Sweat soaked their clothes, and exhaustion washed over them like a tide, but their faces were filled with the joy of victory.

"This time, thanks to everyone's concerted efforts, especially you, we discovered the flaw of the thief leader." Zhang Hao said to the mysterious man, his eyes full of gratitude and appreciation.

The mysterious man smiled slightly: "Everyone has contributed, this is our joint achievement." His smile was as warm as the spring breeze, making people feel his humility and friendliness.

They returned to the government office with the thieves' stolen goods.

Inside the government office, the official saw the thieves captured and the stolen goods recovered, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. A hint of relief flashed through his eyes, and he nodded and said, "Yes, you didn't disappoint me. Now, your grievances have been cleared."

Everyone was overjoyed, finally no longer burdened with this unwarranted accusation. Their faces were filled with relaxed smiles, as if a huge stone weighing on their hearts had finally been lifted.

However, just as they were about to leave the government office, a soldier hurried in and whispered something in the official's ear. The official's expression instantly grew solemn, his relaxed demeanor vanishing, replaced by a deep worry. He looked at Zhang Hao and the others and said slowly, "I'm afraid you can't leave yet..." His voice was low and serious, as if foreshadowing another impending crisis. Everyone's heart tightened, wondering what would happen next.