They were counting on Hierrule's presence.
Quite likely, those individuals seemed formidable.
They showed no mercy and eliminated them all.
The onlookers began to murmur among themselves, relieved they had not departed prematurely and missed the spectacle.
The guards parted to create a path.
A man adorned in respplendant attire and possessing an ethereal demeanor emerged and spoke in a grave tone.
To dare to disregard the rules of the merchant alliance and engage in private combat here, "You possess quite the audacity.
" And Jia cast a glance at the man, then turned her head and swung her fist towards the fallen flower fairy.
A sudden alarm surged through Zyro.
That punch could easily be fatal.
In an instant, he drew his long sword from his waist, leaving behind a mere shadow as his true self surged forward to stand before Inja, thrusting his sword.
Clang and Jia's fingers collided with Zyro's blade, producing a resounding metallic clang.
Seizing this opportunity, the flower fairy stumbled and dashed towards the merchant alliance's guards, taking refuge behind Zyroll.
At that moment, the flower fairy was drenched in blood, particularly from the recent iron whip, which left a gruesome streak across her back, witnessing the escape of her adversary.
And Jia silently returned to Fonggha's side.
He must be a hero slightly stronger than I, and Jiao whispered to Fong Ho as she approached him.
Fong Ho nodded in acknowledgement.
Xyro, the purple tier five hero of the shadow crown sword, had already assessed the attributes of his opponents as he drew near.
A purple hero in this region was indeed among the upper echelon of heroes.
Zyro's expression was solemn as he scrutinized the individuals ahead with a hint of trepidation.
It was evident that the orc maiden and the lizard man were heroes.
The two humans, however, did not exhibit traits of heroes, yet their status remained uncertain.
Having served as the commander at the Merchant Alliance outpost for 5 years, he was no stranger to the heroes of various factions.
Yet the individuals before him were utterly unfamiliar, and he could not discern their affiliations.
Nevertheless, as the commander, he could not allow the deaths of his kin to go unavvened.
Who are you to dare commit murder within the merchant alliance's domain? Do you not fear the repercussions from the Alliance? Throughout, Zyro's accusations were directed at Fong Ho, who shielded the flower fairy.
The bias in his stance was unmistakable.
Fawn how met his gaze with indifference and remarked, "If you inquire of the flower fairy behind you, you will discover that we acted in self-defense.
" Murmurss rippled through the crowd.
In truth, the positions of Fong How and the corpses on the ground revealed a stark contrast.
Fong Ho and his companions were heading towards the teleportation array, while the deceased fairies had approached from all directions.
Not far off, there were those unafraid of the unfolding chaos, hiding among the crowd and uttering words that would not shield their kin.
This left Zyroll, the city defense commander, with a consistently grim countenance.
Their fairy clan was already sparse, and with so many casualties, if he allowed these individuals to depart, he would have no face to return to his people.
However, he needed to manage the situation without leaving any flaws for others to exploit.
Huh? Zyro scoffed coldly.
Who is right or wrong? The Merchant Alliance will investigate in due course.
Now, you few, lay down your weapons and come with me.
Preposterous.
If we go with you, we would meet a far worse fate.
Fonggho's demeanor grew cold.
This place was certainly no sanctuary.
To accompany them is tantamount to courting death.
Moreover, the possessions one has purchased with hard-earned money are now being seized, and one finds oneself facing accusations.
A tumult of rage simmers within.
Should one choose to remain, not only would they meet their demise, but the forces behind them would also face repercussions.
Hyel tightened his grip on the sword, his voice turning icier.
I offer you one last chance.
Just you bring me a chance? Funhow scoffed.
A glint of cold light flashed in Hy's eyes as his figure morphed into a phantom and appeared before Fongo in an instant.
The tip of his sword aimed directly at Fongo's forehead.
However, just as the blade was about to pierce, a terrifying presence enveloped him, chilling him to the bone.
As if a chasm had opened and a demon was inspecting him with keen interest.
Hyel quickly averted his gaze and caught sight of another hooded figure.
its crimson eyes gleaming ominously.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze.
The hooded individual extended a long, pale finger and tapped it against Hyo's forehead.
Bang! Hyo was struck as if by a powerful blow, his body hurtling backward like a cannonball.
He flew several dozen meters before finally coming to a halt.
In that instant, Hy was far from his previously composed self.
Disheveled and bloodied, his forehead oozing crimson that stained his upper body.
Yet, remarkably, he appeared in scathe.
He staggered to his feet, barely maintaining his balance.
Lorena, not only adept in dark magic, but also wielding a crimson two-handed sword, had nearly dispatched Hyo with that single blow.
You, you're a dark gold level powerhouse.
The Merchant Alliance has no intention of opposing you.
So, I beseech you to overlook this minor transgression.
Hil's face turned ashen, a chill running down his spine.
As a purple hero, he should not have been defeated by a mere finger, even in the presence of an orange hero.
He was certain that the opponent had reached the dark gold level, if not higher.
Why was such a person here? And why did fate conspire for their path to cross? If the adversary so desired, they could annihilate everyone present.
In that event, the Merchant Alliance would merely send representatives to negotiate peace, unwilling to confront a dark gold hero on their behalf.
Now, all he could do was strive to diffuse the situation, Lorena remained silent, her gaze directed at Fong Hao.
Fong Hao spoke.
Why do you believe an apology would suffice? Your attitude was quite different moments ago.
The moment Hyo took action, negotiations had devolved into combat where strength was the only currency.
Now that they held the upper hand, they were unlikely to let their adversaries off easily.
Hyel attempted to continue his explanation, but at that moment, a high-pitched voice emerged from the back of the crowd.
I will report this matter to the merchant alliance headquarters and ensure appropriate consequences for the fairy clan in Hil.
A goblin clad in a purple robe adorned with golden patterns stepped forward, flanked by two other goblins and several guards.
Among them was a goblin that Fong How recognized.
The loquacious goblin clerk, Moru Moru remained silent, standing obediently behind the leading goblin.
"You have the final say," Fong Hao inquired, gazing at the individual.
"I am Cook Toto, the head of the 032 outpost, and I can assure you of that," the goblin replied.
Your assurance holds no value for me.
It seems more like a cover up for their actions.
Fong Ho continued.
The goblin paused, contemplating for a moment before sincerely stating as a gesture of goodwill.
The guild will wave the payment for the items you purchased at today's auction, and you will be elevated from an ordinary member to a golden member.
Of course, this does not absolve the accountability for Commander Xyro's abuse of power.
The situation had escalated to such an extent that the 032 outpost had lost considerable face.
Not only had they surrounded members of the guild, but they had also suffered defeat and were now compelled to make reparations.
Upon hearing the goblins words, Fongo's anger dissipated significantly.
The total cost of the organ jars and the tears of Asha amounted to a staggering 15 million battle coins.
No insignificant sum.
Even the total revenue of Ley City may not reach this figure.
This 15 million had depleted Fongo's reserves, leaving him with only a few tens of thousands of battle coins.
Now that the other party was willing to wave the payment, allowing him to keep the items and refund the money was indeed a fortuitous turn of events.
After a moment of contemplation, Fong Hao acquiesced, "Very well.
Provide the funds now, and I expect to know your headquarters course of action within a week.