A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

"Huh? A 'ghoul' person?" Wolfe felt a little frightened when he saw the mercenaries surrounding him from all directions.

I didn’t leave earlier, but now I’m fine, I can’t leave anymore.

Based on his understanding of "ghouls", his situation was no different than that of a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

We have to find a way to escape from the encirclement.

At this time, he happened to see an obvious gap in the encirclement. He was overjoyed and shouted to his men without thinking: "Brothers, the situation is not good, retreat with me!"

Then he took the lead and rushed toward the gap.

"Oh, don't leave in a hurry, brother Wolfe."

The ground beneath his feet suddenly became extremely soft, as if he had stepped into a swamp.

Wolfe almost fell due to inertia.

"Sandel?" Wolfe exclaimed after seeing the person clearly.

"Long time no see, Wolf. I feel relieved to see that you are still as stupid as ever."

"Look, no matter what, I helped you lure out the 'Red Bones' and weakened the power of the Knights. If Brother Sandel doesn't show his noble hand and let me go, I will be grateful in the future!"

If the opponent was Sandel, Wolff knew that he had no chance of winning, so he had to beg for mercy.

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Sandor sneered.

"I wouldn't mind adding a silly orc doll to my collection, what do you think?"

Damn it, it seems like I won’t be able to get out if I don’t show some real skills today.

Wolfe thought this, and before Sandel could react, he transformed directly into a beast on the spot, turning into a three-meter-tall werewolf, waving his sharp claws and rushing towards Sandel.

This sudden attack surprised Sandel.

Unexpectedly, Wolff actually dared to attack him.

It seems that the idiot's thinking is really difficult to fathom.

The magic shield opened automatically, easily blocking Wolfe's claw attack.

This is followed by the classic two-hit combo of "slowness" and "chaos".

Protecting yourself while weakening the enemy and defeating the enemy with the final blow is Sandel's specialty.

Looking at Wolfe who was dancing in front of him due to "chaos", Sandel smiled contemptuously, and then shot him away with a "thunder gun" and embedded himself in the wall.

"Although it's nice to have one more collectible, I have more important things to do now, so you idiot, it's better to get out of here."

"But it does feel good to punch people into the wall..."

Sandor muttered as he walked towards the float.

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Melbourne City, standing weapons depot.

"Captain Alvin, I can't hold on any longer!" a guard shouted to the guard captain behind him.

In any case, even if they had almost no weapons, they were still not enough to defend themselves against the attack of thousands of mercenaries.

"Hold on just a little longer. Reinforcements...reinforcements will definitely come..." He didn't even have the confidence to say this.

If even the generals are really involved this time, then there is no doubt that all of them will die here.

Did he become a victim of the coup after all...

Just when Alvin was desperate.

A wave of flames passed by, lifting dozens of mercenaries crowded in front of the gate, and then fell heavily to the ground.

A road was suddenly cleared in front of the weapons depot's gate.

The mercenaries behind who were almost affected all looked towards the source of the flaming waves.

At the end of the street, I saw a vigorous figure walking slowly. The most eye-catching thing was the sassy red hair, dragging a giant sword longer than a man in his hand.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that her eyes were glowing red, as if she was looking at a group of corpses.

The mercenaries who knew her immediately shouted: "Grandma, that woman is the 'Red Devil'!"

"Why is she here!"

"Red Devil" Yan, as a rising star in the mercenary world, has not joined any organization, but is well-known. No, it should be because of his evil reputation.

Anyone who dares to go against her will almost never end well, even those large mercenary organizations are no exception.

"Gentlemen, tonight's show has come to an end."

Yan said coldly.

"I'm afraid of a hammer. There are so many of us, but she is the only one!" someone encouraged.

Even so, no one dared to take a step forward.

Everyone would be scared when they saw that huge sword that was taller than a man, not to mention that the mercenaries were unarmed at this time?

But not going there doesn't mean it's safe.

Yan saw that no one of the large group of mercenaries in front of him dared to step forward, and he laughed contemptuously: "If you don't go up, I will."

He raised the sword with both hands, the flames gathered, and he was about to swing it down.

The discerning people had already hid far away, leaving only a few dumbfounded youths still staying in place.

With a bang, there were several more charred corpses on the street.

"It's impossible. No matter how many of us there are, we can't beat her!"

Fear began to spread among the crowd.

Seeing that the time had come, Yan said, "Leave here immediately and go to Turhe's residence. No one is allowed to be released."

As if by chance, a few mercenaries actually walked out of the crowd and walked towards the general's garrison.

"Successful!" Wuyue, who was hiding in the dark, said to Elsa.

It turns out that Wuyue and Elsa were hiding on the roof of the weapons warehouse long before Yan arrived, and Elsa had already used [Fake God Creation] on a group of mercenaries to turn them into believers, waiting for Yan This false god appears, kills chickens to scare monkeys, and spreads fear among the mercenaries.

This plan proved to be very effective.

It won't be long before this group of mercenaries, under the influence of Yan's coercion and herd mentality, will collectively run to General Turhe and surround the place.

"Ha...just...huh...a little tired..." At this time, Elsa was panting heavily from exhaustion.

Using abilities on so many people at once consumes a huge amount of mental and physical energy. In any case, Elsa is just an ordinary person without professional bonuses. To her, such consumption is like solving problems while I ran a marathon while doing high school math.

"Are you okay?" Wuyue asked with concern.

"It's... not bad... I just seemed to see the goddess..."

"Hey, are you going to die?" Bai Ye said.

"Goddess...sir, do you want to...take me down...?"

Elsa murmured to herself, her eyes becoming increasingly empty.

"Master? She seems..." Wuyue said anxiously.

"I think it's okay. Look, the mercenaries over there are not abnormal yet."

Indeed, the mercenaries were still under Yan's coercion and were forced to become her "believers" and walked towards the general's residence in twos and threes.

"Hoo..." Elsa, who had fallen into deathly silence just now, suddenly straightened up and breathed in the air greedily.