Dual wielding volcanoes, killing through the west

Through the iron fence wall, Zhang Renfeng witnessed those terrifying few seconds and immediately flew into a rage, slamming his hands against the iron fence. The steel bars driven into the stone wall hummed loudly under his blows, and dirt and stones fell down.

The commotion startled the guards, who rushed over.

Upon seeing that Zhang Renfeng was alone, his expression instantly changed. He banged on the iron fence with his spear and impatiently scolded, "Your team has already lost, you yellow barbarian! You're not fit to make a fool of yourself! Get back here now, lest you offend the eyes of the important people!"

To provide a better "role-playing" experience, even the guards here are fully recreated as city defense soldiers from ancient Rome—clad in iron armor, wearing steel helmets, and wielding spears. In this era of constant warfare, finding so many well-crafted pieces of cold weaponry is truly remarkable.

They seemed to have truly immersed themselves in the situation; their contemptuous and disdainful tone made it seem as if this foreigner behind the iron bars was a slave captured by another country and brought to their amusement, while they themselves were noble and powerful Romans.

But right now, Zhang Renfeng doesn't even care so much about such direct offense.

He gripped the fence tightly, his eyes wide open, and asked only one question, "He just gestured to concede defeat, so why did he continue fighting?!"

……

"what……"

"Ha ha ha ha--!!"

The two guards exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter, their facial muscles contorting with hysteria.

"What gesture?" one of the guards glanced at him and sneered, "Who saw it?"

“And you, did you see that?” another guard raised his voice and struck the iron bars twice with his spear, making a thumping sound. His action gave the impression of someone banging on a cage to intimidate the animals inside.

"..."

Even with such blatant insults, the vast majority of people chose to remain silent.

"See that? That's it." Seeing that his obedience test had achieved a very good result, one of the guards laughed smugly and said, "Whether to interrupt the match, and when to interrupt it, is naturally controlled by the referee. Above the referee, there is Mr. Istovaan to oversee things. It's not up to someone like you to decide."

"You guys are completely finished. Realize that now, or else..."

"Boom————!!!"

Zhang Renfeng stopped arguing with him and kicked the iron gate.

The arched iron gate, which opened from the outside, suddenly detached from the iron railings connecting it and slammed into one of the guards. With a loud "crack," his body was pulled along by the iron gate, and before he could finish speaking, he was forcefully embedded into the stone wall not far away, making an extremely dull sound.

"Woo..."

Enraged, Zhang Renfeng unleashed a kick with no mercy.

The weight of the iron gate and armor, combined with the gust of wind, caused it to crash into the stone wall like a crushed tomato. Blood immediately flowed from its seven orifices, its pupils nearly popped out of their sockets, its lips moved a couple more times, and then it stopped breathing.

"Ah!!" The other guard turned pale with fright. Clearly, they were far from the fearless Roman army described in historical records. He immediately cowered, "Wait, wait a minute! I... I didn't mean to..."

Before he could speak, an open hand pressed down on his helmet. With a slight squeeze of the five fingers, the helmet creaked as if it were cardboard.

A tremendous force came.

"boom-----!!!"

Zhang Renfeng grabbed his head, swung him around in the air, and slammed him hard into the stone wall. The helmet was nailed inside, and with a crack, his neck snapped almost ninety degrees, leaving only a layer of skin hanging there. He fell silent in an instant.

……

The remaining gladiators from all corners of the world were immediately so frightened that they retreated in fear and dared not utter a sound.

In fact, the team Zhang Renfeng belonged to had always been relatively "low-key." The swordsmanship of Master Lynx and Arden was enough to defeat most opponents. They had never faced a situation where they needed to pass the baton to a third person.

In their eyes, Zhang Renfeng was just a filler, and most likely a swordsman. Who could have imagined that his fighting style would be so wild? The thought of such a monster, who could easily flatten an iron helmet, standing right next to them sent chills down their spines.

But Zhang Renfeng had no time to care about them. He ran wildly along the passage, shoved aside the guards blocking his way, armor and all, and rushed onto the arena.

……

Waves of sound came rushing towards me, making me dizzy.

Looking around, Arden had already been taken to a tent by the arena, where a medic was bandaging his broken arm. A wound of this severity couldn't be healed with just a bandage; all sorts of frightening-looking instruments were being used.

Alden was already in excruciating pain, his armor had been removed, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

Master Lynx stood beside him, his expression full of compassion. When he saw Zhang Renfeng arrive, he moved his lips, hesitated, and finally just sighed.

“Anna…”

"Anna..."

In a semi-comatose state, Alden had almost lost all five senses. Between dying and coming back to life, he kept repeating this name.

……

"what?"

Zhang Renfeng crouched down, trying to hear more clearly, but Alden's condition was already unstable. After muttering a few words, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted.

Princess Anna Wilhelmina Emma Maria.

Having reached this point, Lynx had lost all hope. After a long sigh, he told Zhang Renfeng everything he knew: "What we are looking for is the princess of the Kingdom of Luxembourg."

Chapter 792: You have your promises, and I have mine.

"About half a year? More than half a year ago, Princess Anna came to this country for tourism with her team. The first half of the trip went smoothly. But in the second half, someone in the group changed the itinerary on their own and went to a place called 'Windhaven Harbor'."

"They also told the princess that if she looked at this heart-shaped stone and made a wish upon it, she would find true love in the future..."

"In short, Princess Anna is missing."

"Luxembourg and America are far apart, and with these bastards around, no one dares to take on this heavy responsibility. It's like passing the buck, you pass it to me, and I pass it to you again. Fengxi Port is a no-man's-land, there isn't even a police station... By the time the news actually gets back to Luxembourg, the best time for rescue has already passed. Shui doesn't even know where the princess is now."

"William III, the Grand Duke of Luxembourg, made representations to the American government at the national level, urging them to actively resolve the matter, severely punish the murderer, and return his daughter to him. The government officials readily agreed, but the case made no substantial progress, and over time, most people in Luxembourg lost hope."

"This young man... is the captain of the cavalry guard of the Kingdom of Luxembourg. The day he took up this position and donned the white robe, he swore an oath to do everything in his power to protect every member of the royal family." Master Lynx glanced at the unconscious Alden and said with emotion, "In this respect, what he has done truly earns my utmost respect."

"Just the two of us, we crossed the ocean from the Kingdom of Luxembourg all the way to Windhaven, America. After digging three feet into the ground, we finally unearthed a name—'Spider Caster'. He used to be a business agent in Windhaven, specializing in shady dealings."

"But when we dug deeper, we learned some bad news: that spider had died not long ago, apparently killed by another ruthless person. The entire Fengxi Port was wiped out, his network of contacts was completely cut off, and we couldn't find any clues."

At this point, Master Lynx shook his head. Just from his expression and demeanor, one could tell how lost and helpless he and Alden must have felt, blowing in the cold wind of a foreign land, when all the clues were completely cut off.

"In desperation, I found the only good person I knew in this country... Professor Henderson Fernandez."

"When he heard the name 'Spider Caster,' he pointed us in the right direction and led us to this city to participate in the competition."

"He told us that the so-called 'spider' was just one eye in a higher hierarchy, and there were actually many eyes like him. And their clients, from beginning to end, were the big shots in the city."

"You can probably guess what happened next."

……

……

Zhang Renfeng was stunned. It was as if a storm was raging in his mind, drowning out the sounds coming from not far away.

He recalled the scene before Castor died.

Zhang Renfeng gave him a dignified death, allowing him to shoot himself. In exchange, Castor left him a name written on a piece of paper.

The Illuminati.

At this point, things became clear enough that even Zhang Renfeng could decipher them—it was known that the Spider's superior was a powerful figure in the city. It was also known that before his death, Castor had personally confessed to him that his superior was an Illuminati.

According to the chain equation, the city's high-ranking figures are equivalent to the Illuminati.

This explains everything: the city was built, with so many wonders and so many actors, yet it produces no value whatsoever. This completely unproductive, extravagant oak city must have had a massive source of income being supported from outside.

This makes perfect sense of Midnight's actions—to put it bluntly, he was just a dog kept by these high-ranking officials. They certainly knew that even their own people couldn't completely cover up the princess's abduction. Given this, the two Luxembourgish swordsmen, so determined to uncover the truth, became extremely obstructive.

How can we let our weaknesses fall into the hands of outsiders?

……

“Alden lost an arm and can no longer fight.” Master Lynx sighed resignedly. “And I, too, was disqualified for ‘illegally interfering with the course of the match’ and all my previous records were nullified.”

"Ultimately, the rules of victory and defeat are in the hands of the referees. Istova's attitude is very clear: he does not welcome us, nor does he want us to find the princess. And his intentions are most likely those of His Majesty the Emperor."

“If we stay here, we will face endless resistance and there will be no progress…”

"That's about right, it's time."

As he said this, Master Lynx closed his eyes, his mustache undulating slightly.

It was clear that he was also very dissatisfied with this result. But there was nothing he could do. As a seasoned swordsman who had seen many kinds of battles, he made a fairly accurate summary of the current situation.

The situation is better than people.

The judges, the mayor, and the emperor sitting above were all powerful figures in the country. They had countless ways to create obstacles for their next move. If they continued to resist, not only would they not be able to find the princess, but their own lives would also be in danger.

This must end here.

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"Anna is still alive."

Just as he was secretly heartbroken over the outcome, Zhang Renfeng, who was beside him, suddenly spoke up and said something that shocked him greatly.

For a fleeting moment, even Master Lynx wondered if he knew what he was saying.

Could it be that he deliberately said such things to comfort himself?

“I…” Master Lynx frowned. “What are you talking about? This is a very serious matter for us.”

"To make a long story short, I'm the one who killed Caster." Zhang Renfeng dropped a bombshell without changing his expression. "Anna is now living in White Torch Town. Because of the language barrier and her quiet nature, we haven't been able to get any useful information from her."

"Your efforts have not been in vain. After this matter is over, go to White Torch Town and bring her home."

"..."

"This...this is simply..."

It took him a while to realize from the other person's tone that this was no joke. His beloved Princess Anna, by some unexpected turn of events, had actually been rescued!

From utter despair to a burst of vitality, it only takes a few seconds.

Master Lynx was not young, and this intense emotional shock caused him to literally black out and almost faint.

Zhang Renfeng smiled briefly, but the smile quickly faded as he turned and walked towards the arena.

"What are you doing?" Master Lynx's expression shifted from joy to surprise. "Come back quickly!"

“You have your promises.” Zhang Renfeng waved at him without turning around. “I have mine too.”

Chapter 793: You'll be unhappy if I really hit you.

"Stop right there! What do you think you are?! Who do you think you are, daring to cause trouble here? Get back here right now... Ah!!"

Zhang Renfeng didn't waste any words with them. He pushed the two guards who came to stop him five or six meters away, where they stumbled and fell in the sand for a while.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he strode into the arena as if he were inspecting his own backyard.

At this moment, the next team match is about to begin. The sky is still clear and bright, and the cheers from the audience are still as enthusiastic as ever. Except for him, everything seems unchanged.

“Ha…isn’t this the stray dog?” Bartók, dressed in armor and wielding a mace, ready for the next round, naturally recognized the man he had clashed with in the bath.

Given his personality, kicking someone when they're down is commonplace for him, so how could he possibly let go of such an opportunity to mock him? He immediately spat on the sand of the arena and said coldly, "Didn't you see? Your team has been disqualified because that old man interfered with the competition."

"You don't even have a chance to fight me now, so get out of here obediently!"

Zhang Renfeng looked at him calmly, his gaze lingering on him for less than a second before he looked past him towards the referee's platform high above.

Especially Istova, who was dressed in a black robe, sat next to the king, and had a sinister look on his face.

"I do not accept this result."

Zhang Renfeng was both responding to Bartók's provocation and expressing his stance to everyone present. Such a thing was unprecedented in the city's arena, and a murmur of surprise and disbelief rippled through the crowd.

More and more guards arrived from all sides, armed with spears and with hostile expressions, and surrounded him in the center.

A contemptuous smile curled at the corner of Istol's lips. "So what do you plan to do, you yellow-skinned barbarian?"

“Simple.” Zhang Renfeng responded with a smile. “Wasn’t it supposed to be three against three? Since the first two don’t count, if I beat all three of you by myself, that proves that our team is stronger than yours.”

His voice was strong and resonant, and in an instant, it echoed throughout the arena, both above and below ground.

The crowd was astonished. One-on-one duels were already quite exciting, but this guy actually proposed one-on-three?! But for the spectators, the more entertaining the match, the better. Therefore, their cheers became even more enthusiastic, gradually causing the pebbles on the ground to vibrate.

Bartók laughed heartily, thinking that Zhang Renfeng's brain had finally broken down.

In contrast, Middleton's expression was rather solemn as he stared intently at Zhang Renfeng, seemingly trying to discern even the slightest hint of bluffing from his expression. However, after a long time, he couldn't glean anything he was looking for.

The other party remained clear-headed and confident throughout, which is not a good sign.

"Are you mistaken about something?" Istova wiped his face, his tone revealing a hint of ruthlessness. "Let me tell you straight, all the rulings and decisions within the arena are handled by me, the municipal official!"