UNLIMITED COMBAT: THE WORLD BEHIND BORDERS 2

UNLIMITED COMBAT: THE WORLD BEHIND BORDERS 2
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The night of this last day was a determination, where anything could happen, the disciples who had tried hard to find and were unable to obtain the golden sword.


Will do everything possible to achieve their goals, one of which is stealing, killing and robbing the property of other participants.


And now the Soldiers felt for themselves, that in all parts of the green hell forest there was a great movement of a thousand disciples to carry out their plan for the golden sword in the hands of the opponent.


Where the soldiers had gathered a hundred people who hid themselves in the shadows of the dark forest, dark, silent and dangerous.


Of course it was not easy to pass through martial experts with strength above the mid stage half saint realm lord and also all the combat equipment they had prepared.


"Sir, do I need to step in to clean them all up." Said Omen who volunteered directly without waiting for the order.


"It doesn't need Omen, I can handle it myself." The soldiers did not want to hand over the job this time to Omen.


In some ways, what happened now was indeed the duty of the Soldiers as selection participants.


"But they are quite a lot of masters."


"Most of them are just harmless keroco-kerocos." Ask the soldiers as if it were not a problem.


"Although so, you will be troubled because of them." Omen felt understood that this master was very rarely willing to bother for a small matter.


"You're right, but let it be, just think of it as training for me." Soldiers are just thinking differently.


Along with three women sleeping next to the campfire, Soldiers have released a perception zone as a radar where each location of the attackers is around.


This was no big deal, as the strongest among them was only a level early stage saint realm lord it was only three people.


Slowly a thick smog came, enveloping the area where the Soldiers and Omen rested.


"They're coming." Said the soldier seriously.


Quick and precise movements, silent steps, or just the aura of the presence hidden, they were all highly trained, even for stealth attacks in the forest area.


Before that, the Soldiers poured dark energy from the laws of darkness into the place of the three women who were still sound in their sleep as protection.


No matter how powerful these assailants were, it was almost impossible for them to break through the protective power of the laws of darkness, unless any of the hundred had the miraculous power of life.


But what the Soldier knows, if the miraculous power of life is only owned by four people in the entire evil universe, for now of course.


One person approached, and unhesitatingly floated a sword slash between the fog-covered shadow of a human.


Only, there was no one there, except for a dark ball dome that released abnormal energy and looked dangerous.


"Where are they, I'm sure it was here." Surprised everyone.


"You try to attack it, I feel like they're taking refuge in it." Saut someone who gives orders to others.


"Why did you tell me to." Getting upset with the way he talks.


"Hurry up and do it."


Just following his own goal, a man walked over cautiously, and unleashed a single powerful attack on the outer layer of the dark protector.


Nothing happened, not even a scratch or just flinching with a powerful attack from the man.


"This thing is so powerful, I can't tear it apart." He said with surprise.


And within a short period of time, every person who was caught by that black hand, screamed in pain as his body corroded and melted into dust.


There was no time for them to stand idly by to watch the black hand strike, within a minute there were thirty dead.


A shadow quickly moved through the branches of the tree, vanished, and then appeared carrying terror among the darkness of the night in the forest of green hell.


Soldiers emerged from in the shadows, with empty-handed attacks one after another falling with the force of the violent blows that pointed towards their bodies.


Horrified feeling when not knowing who attacked them, where it came from or how to survive.


But there was not a single person there who could leave from the pursuit of the Soldier, lying stiffly with a bent body due to broken bones.


"You're the last one, so is there a request before I break your head." Said the soldier asking in a serious tone.


"Please forgive me, I'm only ordered by people, we're paid to kill you." Said the man with a crying face.


"Who is he, tell me." Ask Soldier.


"What if I told you you'd let me go." Reply with asking


"Your position now, can't do any bidding, but if you give a satisfactory answer, I'll just break your hand and finish, you can go." Soldier replied.


"Le Wei, he will give us a hundred energy crystal coins if he can bring your head." Only concerned with his safety did the man speak.


"It's really cheap my life, at least ten thousand crystal coins at a suitable price." That's what Soldiers are concerned about.


"What's that enough."


"It's not bad." Soldiers raised the heads of men sitting on the ground.


One hard kick threw him far up, even if it was a little excessive, but he would not die because the Soldier held back.


Omen had just appeared, she noticed everything that was happening, including the last conversation with the previous man.


"Master, who is Le Wei, why would he dare to make trouble with you." Ask Omen.


"It's just a little business because of women."


Omen felt understood about the condition experienced by his master, even though it was just a woman's problem, but Soldiers were not the ones who originally seized the property of others.


*******


The third selection had ended, fourteen days had been passed by each participant, but only 200 disciples had managed to obtain the golden sword as an entrance to the royal tournament.


Of these two hundred people will be selected in half to be made a special army formed directly by the ruler of the universe of the martial kingdom, Varjo de hores, who will be chosen as a special force,


Gather all the people who carried the golden sword in each hand, and the last four figures came.


Their views were clearly fixed to the man named Soldier, especially those in the southern region, about how the Soldier to tear down all the mountain poles because he was lazy to climb.


"So he's a guy named Soldier, who I know, when measuring strength, he's just up to average."


"Are they just exaggerating about him, or are they indeed weak people who can't beat him."


"Let's see if he will be able to survive the duel fight in the tournament later."