The three great families of the Feather Race in the outskirts of Chasing Light City, and the Gorilla Gang, are both quite famous in Star Tower City. They once clashed with the suburban gangs and families of Star Tower City due to selling certain goods there, eventually leading to the gangs and families of Star Tower City's suburbs choosing to compromise.

Any of these four forces, when placed in the suburbs of Star Tower City, could rank among the top twenty major forces.

When the four families join forces, even the major forces in the outskirts of Star Tower City have to concede.

But now, the four forces collaborated to rob a convoy, which is so unbelievable that it's hard to believe.

"This convoy is really unlucky, being robbed by such four forces, they have no chance to escape," a young man from the Forest Race sympathetically remarked as he watched the figures disembark from the transport vehicles, "If it were us, maybe most of us could escape."

"These people are dressed uniformly, they should be from some faction of Chasing Light City, yet I've never heard of them," Rosalina stated with curiosity as she observed the figures exiting the vehicles, wearing silver-gray long-sleeved T-shirts.

"Boss Rosa, we should leave now. If we end up being targeted by these four families, we probably won't be able to escape," the young Forest Race man advised as he noticed Rosalina deep in thought.

"Let's watch for a bit longer, this is the four great forces of Chasing Light City joining hands to plunder," Rosalina said excitedly, ignoring the young man's warning, "Something so treasured that it demands the combined attention of these four forces must be on that convoy. Although we cannot obtain it, if we find out about it, we could sell the information for a hefty price."

The young Forest Race man sighed helplessly and continued to watch the convoy.

At this moment, everyone in the convoy had disembarked, totaling more than two hundred people, which surprised everyone present.

"How could there be so many people?" Gal Bain exclaimed, astonished at the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples disembarking, "Wasn't it said that the number of Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples was very small?"

"Isn't this even better? With so many people, this should be all of Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's available manpower," Dibbs laughed, "With this troop, the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall will give up the lord's relics if they wish to continue in Chasing Light City."

Gais Peiwen nodded in agreement with Dibbs' statement.

With so many members from the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, this should be all they have. If Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall wants to continue developing in Chasing Light City, they certainly can't afford to lose this group.

In today's cities, what is the most important thing for a faction to develop?

Indeed!

It's talent!

If a faction lacks a large pool of talent, no matter how strong the leader is, it's difficult to establish a foothold in the city, because a leader cannot handle everything personally; it's impossible to manage everything, which requires a large number of talents leading subordinates to work.

Among those disembarking from the convoy, there were more than forty apprentices, each of whom was advanced or higher, and some were nearly martial artist level experts. These talents are crucial to any faction, taking a great deal of resources and time to cultivate.

For a faction, giving them up lightly is not an option.

However, just when Dibbs and others thought they had profited, they watched as each Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall commoner standing on either side of the convoy threw their metal boxes on the ground and stepped onto them.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

In less than three seconds, over a hundred Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples wearing A6 level battle armor appeared on both sides of the convoy.

This sight instantly left the people from the four major forces, and even the distant observers like Rosalina, dumbfounded.

How precious is A6 level battle armor? Each set is worth millions of Bits, more valuable than even the lives of near martial artists.

Even the major forces in the suburbs have very few A6 level battle armors, typically only a few dozens, at most a bit more than a hundred, treated as treasures, only given to advanced apprentices or higher for potential equipment.

However, the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall not only had more than a hundred sets, but the ones wearing the A6 level battle armor were all commoners, an extravagance bordering on inhuman.

But before everyone present could react, the commoners wearing A6 level battle armor from the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall charged at the archers and shield bearers on both sides of the road with the rest of the commoners.

"They dare to resist! Take them down!" ordered a burly middle-aged martial artist from North Ao, shouting vehemently at the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples who had begun to take action.

Following the North Ao martial artist's command, the archers on both sides of the road launched their arrows.

In an instant, hundreds of arrows rained down on the approaching Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples, while those wearing A6 level battle armor stood at the forefront.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Sparks flew, B6 level arrows landed on the A6 level battle armor, leaving only white marks, pushing back the wearers a few steps, but causing no injury.

"Incredible! This battle is too realistic; even wearing divine armor, it feels like being pricked by needles where the arrows hit," one marvel enthusiastically exclaimed while patting the spot hit.

"This beginner divine armor is truly worthwhile; I didn't suffer any damage!" another wealthy enthusiast looked at the ground filled with A6 level arrows, eyes glittering.

This scene left the veteran players sighing.

Back when they were newcomers, facing arrows, they could only dodge desperately, risking death on mistake, while now the newcomers, standing amidst arrow rain, merely endure with divine armor, unyielding.

"Brothers, we're close enough, fire!"

After one wave of arrows, the newcomers of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall reached the archers and shield bearers, who couldn't even stand three to four meters away, and threw B2 level arrows into the air.

This left the advanced and extreme apprentices holding A6 level heavy shields in confusion, completely baffled by the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples' actions.

They were at point-blank range, yet they discarded their B2 level arrows; were they planning to surrender?

However, as the four major forces were left unsure how to respond, the two hundred newcomers struck the tails of the falling arrows with a flash of lightning from their palms.

Boom!

Instantly, two hundred scorching beams illuminated the dim valley, turning the world bright.

Soon after, everyone present witnessed an unbelievable sight.

The shield bearers surrounding the roads, with their A6 level heavy shields, all displayed large holes, penetrating not only the shields but also the A6 level armor behind them, leaving a scorched cavity on the chest.

These cavities were about the size of a fist, making it appear as if the chests of these people were born empty.

Subsequently, the two hundred shield bearers, including some archers in the rear, fell to the ground heavily, motionless, their blood soon soaking the ground.

Each one was dead beyond any doubt.

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