Azure Sky, the main street on the outskirts of the city.

Nearly an hour after the Nine Street Gang finished their battle, over a hundred city outskirts gang and family members in A6-grade armor returned from the chase.

"Brage, what's going on here? Where are the rest of your team?" the Three-Eyed Race leader, a brawny man named Jasvi, asked curiously as he noticed the noticeably reduced numbers of the Nine Street Gang.

With the Three-Eyed Race leader's inquiry, other members of the gathered forces also curiously looked at the Nine Street Gang.

They noticed that the Nine Street Gang had indeed fewer members than when they left, originally more than fifty, now not even forty, and everyone looked worse for wear.

"It's nothing. Some brothers were sacrificed dealing with the Grey-clad Demons just now," Brage said flatly.

"Grey-clad Demons? Is there really such a thing?" Jasvi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Isn't that just an excuse for those wild gangs to break into the city?"

"Those wild gangs weren't lying," Brage glanced at Jasvi and explained, "Those Human Race dressed in silver-grey attire are a bunch of lunatics who have no concept of death. If not handled properly, they will go down with you."

Jasvi belongs to the Ossen Clan of Ten Thousand Stars City, a top five Martial Artist Clan in the city's outskirts, whose overall strength is on par with the Nine Street Gang.

Usually, their two forces have trade dealings and no conflicts, so this time, the job of intercepting wild gangs on this main street was mainly handled by both groups.

Other major gangs and clans in the city outskirts merely provided some manpower while being able to distinguish if the incoming personnel were members of powerful factions allowed to enter the city.

The two of them were of equal standing here.

"It's a pity. In hindsight, I should have stayed," Jasvi sighed, "We entered the city to chase those people and wiped them all out, but there was no other gain. Everything was cleaned out by those who entered first—no decent weapons, equipment, or potions—completely a wasted trip. Staying behind to see what the Grey-clad Demons were like would have been better."

"It is a bit of a pity, but we've utterly wiped out those Grey-clad Demons. If you're curious, you'll have to rummage through that corpse pile over there," Brage said rather proudly.

"I was just saying, just a Human Race wild gang, how strong could they be?" Jasvi laughed indifferently, "This time, I went to the city, and it wasn't all for nothing. I heard quite a bit of news, and one piece might just shock you."

"What news?" Brage asked curiously.

"You know the street leading to the city's west side, right?" Jasvi said, pretending to be mysterious.

"Of course I know. It's mainly guarded by the Yise Clan. Did something happen?" Brage asked, puzzled.

The Yise Clan is recognized in Ten Thousand Stars City as being in the top two Martial Artist Clans in the outskirts, stronger overall than the Nine Street Gang.

"Someone broke through over there, and over ten people dashed into the city. They haven't caught them and lost over ten people, now they're frantic," Jasvi said with a laugh, "It's always said how great the Yise Clan is, but it seems like they're not that much. Not only did they break through, but over ten people slipped into the city, none chased down, losing more than ten lives—a real joke now."

"Do you know which wild gang it was, or was it city outskirts' people?" Brage was also surprised.

With six exits at Azure Sky, the numbers of personnel stationed are nearly the same; whether it's the Yise Clan or not, the mere fact they managed to break through without letting the Yise Clan retaliate is already significant.

"When I chatted with them via Smart Watch, they didn't say, only that the group is very formidable—not many in number, but each one a top-notch combatant." Jasvi shook his head.

"Not many, but each a top-notch combatant?" Brage heard this description and couldn't help but feel it sounded just like the Grey-clad Demons he had encountered.

Similarly not numerous, yet top-notch fighters individually. While their weapons and equipment were poor, if the Grey-clad Demons wore A6-grade battle armor, the battles would surely be brutal.

Just as Brage was about to say something else, he suddenly noticed a group of people rushing down the distant street, each moving at a speed clearly beyond that of common apprentices.

"What is happening tonight? Why are so many fearless people coming?" Jasvi complained, watching as the figures closed in to less than four hundred meters, "It's impossible to rest now. Do you want to handle this, or should I?"

"Wait a minute, these people look familiar," Brage said, observing the shapes less than three hundred meters away, feeling a sense of familiarity.

Each figure was not tall and wore a hood—though the night was dark, by the light of the moon, he could vaguely see they were dressed in silver-grey clothing.

"Grey-clad Demons! It's the Grey-clad Demons!" Brage stood up as he watched them approach.

"Are these the Grey-clad Demons you were talking about?" Jasvi asked, seeing Brage's astonishment, and couldn't help but laugh, "My old friend, you're too cautious. How about I take care of them this time?"

A team of barely over thirty people, all holding B2 Level Arrows, and without even a single piece of armor among them—Jasvi couldn't comprehend what had made Brage so wary of such a team.

"Alright, leave it to you this time. Be careful; their strength isn't weak," Brage nodded without objection. He was quite drained from the previous battle and hadn't recovered yet, so letting Jasvi and the others handle it was fitting.

"Alright, leave it to us," Jasvi said directly, standing up and commanding the people behind him, "Everyone prepare for battle. Let's show these Grey-clad Demons who the real demons are here!"

The over a hundred members of various city outskirts forces that had just returned also laughed.

These mere thirty-something Grey-clad Demons dared to challenge their more than a hundred fully armed prospective martial artists—truly ignorant of life and death.

Meanwhile, at the search and rescue camp.

"Old Mu, the people from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall are here again!" Hou Fei grabbed Qin Mu and quickly said.

"Are the people from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall crazy? Why are they still coming?" Qin Mu, who had just rested, woke up completely after hearing this, unable to believe that the people from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall dared to come again.

"I don't know either. Anyway, they have already started fighting on both sides now." Hou Fei shrugged, indicating that he didn't know what Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall was thinking, daring to come again and die.

As Hou Fei and Qin Mu rushed to a spot five or six hundred meters away, they found that the battle between the two sides was already quite fierce.

Although Jasvi's side had an absolute advantage in numbers, the people from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall were completely reckless. As long as one person seized an opportunity, they would grab a member of the Three-Eyed Race on guard, and another would seize the moment to unleash a laser beam, taking out both of them without any hesitation.

Especially the one man and two women fighting at the forefront, the three cooperating seamlessly, killing people from Jasvi's side as if it were child's play. One person would attract attention, and another would land a palm on the back, or a B2 Level Arrow would pierce through the chest, completely impossible to defend against.

The furious Jasvi and the Feather Race man in B1 Level Battle Armor, though capable of holding their own against the trio, found that the three simply did not engage in entanglement, circling around, focusing solely on killing other apprentice martial artists.

By the time the battle completely ended, all thirty-plus people from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall were annihilated. Out of Jasvi's over one hundred people, only over eighty remained, with more than thirty dead, more brutal than the previous battle with Brage.

"Lunatics! Lunatics!" Jasvi couldn't help but shout curses at the entirely deceased members of Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall.

If both sides had fought normally, his side wouldn't have suffered such losses, but the people from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall seemed to have taken some drug, each one clearly not wanting to live, fighting from the start with the idea of mutual destruction.

This kind of battle, it was the first time he had ever seen in his life.

"Calm down, my brother, at least we won the battlefield, and we didn't let them break through." Brage consoled.

He was also quite surprised by this battle, not expecting these gray-clothed demons to fight completely unpredictably, going for mutual destruction right from the start.

Luckily, it was Jasvi's side this time. If it were their Nine Street Gang, the losses might have been equally severe.

"Were they annihilated again?" Qin Mu looked at the entirely fallen members of Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, his face gloomy, not understanding what Lin Qi, the Hall Master, was thinking, to let young human experts sacrifice themselves in vain, their deaths entirely without value.

Nearly an hour passed afterward.

"Damn it! Why are these gray-clothed demons here again?" Jasvi, recognizing those familiar voices and outfits, said with an extremely grim expression, "Brage, it's your turn this time!"

A battle with the gray-clothed demons had annihilated them, but with over thirty losses, it was no joke. These were all apprentice martial artists, the foundation of the gang family, normally losing not more than a few a month, but now over thirty in just one night.

If this keeps up, he really wouldn't know how to explain to the higher-ups.

"My brother, isn't this too much? So many gray-clothed demons, and you're asking our team of less than forty people to rush in?" Brage angrily retorted.

In terms of casualties, their Nine Street Gang had more than the Ossen Clan. Most of the thirty-plus dead before were from other gang factions. Now with thirty-some gray-clothed demons and their side with under forty people, they were at a numerical disadvantage, and a fight would lead to unimaginable casualties.

"How about we go together?" Jasvi glanced at the number of Nine Street Gang members. If there was another fight with the gray-clothed demons, Brage would definitely come after him later.

"Fine, let's go together!" Brage didn't object.

Then Brage and Jasvi, with over a hundred members, charged at the batch of gray-clothed demons once again.

"Old Mu, the people from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall are here again!" Hou Fei pulled Qin Mu again.

"Again?" Qin Mu felt terrible.

Less than ten minutes later, the battle on both sides was over, and this time, both Brage and Jasvi had extremely grim expressions.

"Madmen! Those damn madmen!" Jasvi, eyes bloodshot, couldn't help but roar, "Where the hell did these damn madmen come from?"

Brage remained somewhat silent, looking at the gray-clothed demons, all dead on the ground, somehow starting to understand why those members of outdoor gangs were so terrified.

Though they annihilated the gray-clothed demons again in this battle, their numbers were down to seventy-one.

If another wave of gray-clothed demons came, their annihilation might not be far off.

"Jasvi, let's call for reinforcements. There are too many of these gray-clothed demons, and it's unlikely we can withstand another two or three waves." Brage suggested proactively.

"Alright, let's call for reinforcements." Jasvi nodded helplessly.

Though asking for reinforcements would make them a laughingstock to many,

If they kept fighting, they would be truly depleted, and if only the three of them in B1 Level Battle Armor were left to face over thirty gray-clothed demons, they might find it hard to survive.

Consequently, the two of them notified the city officials of the situation, hoping that the high-levels would send more people over.

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