From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

"By the way, how is the arrangement over at the large slave camp?"

Longkos Ling suddenly asked, as if remembering something.

"Sword Saint Xierke is already there."

Herl responded calmly.

Lin Luoluo's actions were far too predictable.

She simply aimed to liberate the major slave camps.

Her final target would inevitably be the largest slave camp.

But now, an incomparably powerful Sword Saint awaited her there.

She was as good as dead.

"Tens of thousands of elite martial artists are ready."

"After killing so many of our Dilong Empire's Martial Kings, she should have died long ago."

Longkos Herl added.

"That sword must be obtained."

"My father holds that weapon in high regard."

Longkos Ling also chimed in.

"Understood."

Herl nodded, though his thoughts grew more troubled.

He hadn't expected the emperor to learn about the sword's existence.

Now, there was no chance he could claim it for himself.

...

At this moment, Lin Luoluo was leading a group of martial artists down the mountainside, charging toward the largest slave stronghold!

"No... no one!?"

But as they stormed through the gates of the slave camp, they discovered that the inside was completely empty!

Among the martial artists who followed her, many had friends and family imprisoned in this slave camp. They had come to rescue them.

Yet, upon entering, ready for a fierce battle, they found no one!

Lin Luoluo's eyes narrowed slightly.

Could it be...

Bang!

In an instant, the gates slammed shut!

A large number of martial artists appeared on the city walls.

They held crossbows in their hands!

"Hahaha, finally, you've arrived."

"Lin Luoluo, along with your group of misfits!"

The overseer of the slave camp, Kokoslin, a towering martial artist, laughed loudly from above.

"Fire!"

At his command, the martial artists on the walls began shooting arrows down at them!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The arrows, imbued with the martial artists' source energy, shot at terrifying speeds.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

It was like a rain of arrows, moving faster than the speed of sound!

"Damn, this is as fast as bullets!"

Ye Fan, witnessing the scene, couldn't help but exclaim.

Moreover, the arrows were coming from all directions, like a storm of deadly rain!

Clang clang clang—

Lin Luoluo swung her sword continuously.

Clang clang clang—

The rapidly fired arrows were all sliced in half!

So, it was a trap after all.

Lin Luoluo's face turned cold.

She should have anticipated this.

But she hadn't expected their defenses to be this formidable.

Water Dragon Shield!

In an instant, she unleashed a powerful wave of water-attributed energy.

The water energy rose into the air, creating a barrier that stopped the arrows in mid-flight!

"Lady Lin Luoluo..."

The surrounding martial artists breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"Run."

Lin Luoluo spoke calmly.

"But…"

The martial artists looked at her, hesitation showing in their eyes.

In the next instant, Lin Luoluo swung Ji Mie twice, releasing a cross-shaped sword energy that shot toward the distant city gates.

Boom—

With a deafening sound, the gates exploded into pieces.

"Go."

Lin Luoluo's tone left no room for argument.

"If you stay here, you're just courting death."

"Leave, and go back."

She continued firmly.

The martial artists gritted their teeth and, without further hesitation, dashed toward the broken gates.

Many had already died moments earlier.

If they stayed any longer, they wouldn't even have a chance to fight back!

"Lady Lin Luoluo, take care!"

Some of the martial artists shouted as they fled.

"Kill them all!"

Kokoslin roared, and several high-level martial artists leapt from the walls, starting to slaughter the retreating group.

Lin Luoluo's eyes widened in fury at the sight.

Whoosh—

In a flash, she rushed forward!

The martial artists who had jumped down had already killed several people, but in the next moment, Lin Luoluo swiftly cut them down.

The remaining martial artists, as they escaped, realized that thousands upon thousands of martial artists were waiting outside.

"Kill!!!"

The enemy forces shouted as they charged forward.

It was a massacre.

In a short amount of time, all the martial artists who had come with Lin Luoluo were slain.

Lin Luoluo stood there, her eyes wide with shock.

Her body trembled slightly.

As she looked at the bodies strewn across the ground, memories flooded back—memories of her once peaceful village.

It was the greed of the Dilong Empire's martial artists that had completely destroyed her home.

"Hahaha!"

"Lin Luoluo, did you really think we wouldn't know you were coming?"

Kokoslin stood atop the wall, laughing as he looked down at Lin Luoluo.

"This place has long been prepared, with thousands of troops waiting just for you!"

He laughed maniacally.

"Is this... Lin Luoluo?"

At that moment, a figure descended from the sky.

It was an old man.

There was no energy fluctuation coming from his body, clearly showing that he had perfectly concealed his aura.

"Sword Saint!"

Kokoslin called out respectfully as he noticed the old man's arrival.

"Do you really need so many people?"

"Just a mere girl."

Sword Saint Xierke spoke calmly, his gaze falling on Lin Luoluo with a hint of contempt.

With his powerful perception, he had already gauged Lin Luoluo's strength.

To him, her strength posed no threat whatsoever.

"King Ling merely wanted to be cautious."

Kokoslin responded respectfully.

"Fine, I'll kill her myself."

Xierke said indifferently.

With a thought, a nearly transparent longsword appeared in his hand.

Whoosh—

In the next moment, his figure disappeared from where he stood.

He reappeared right in front of Lin Luoluo!

Clang—

Lin Luoluo reacted instantly, raising Ji Mie to block his strike.

"Sword Saint!?"

"Is this old man a Sword Saint?"

Ye Fan was shocked at the speed of the attack.

The collision between the Sword Saint's blade and Ji Mie unleashed a tremendous force.

The impact sent Lin Luoluo flying backward!