The instant after Xiao Hei finished speaking...

Her gray hair cascaded down like a waterfall, blending with the sharp sword intent around her to create a mysterious scene.

Her eyes were deep and intense, as if burning with an inextinguishable flame. Her body exuded a strange aura, giving off an overwhelming sense of power.

With a thought, mystical sword intent surged forth, erupting from her gray hair. This sword intent swept across like a torrent, carrying unparalleled power, as if it wanted to break through all obstacles.

This supreme sword intent contained boundless power. It seemed to transcend the limitations of time and space, giving one an unprecedented sense of awe. Wenxin's fingers twitched slightly.

Fleeting beauty.

In an instant, all the soldiers collapsed to the ground.

Instant kill. Without further ado, the soldiers only felt a sharp glint in the gray-haired girl's eyes for a moment before they lost consciousness.

Little Black 'elegantly' raised its tiny dragon claw, seemingly admiring how sharp it still was.

“Diefang, I’m giving you a chance to show your skills. Go and kill the city lord. This city lord is the worst of the worst.”

Xiao Hei already looked like a gang leader, a ruthless and taciturn woman who could cripple scoundrels or slaughter even the worst of the worst without hesitation.

Diefang looked at Xiao Hei, who was tilting his head in confusion.

"The worst of the worst?"

Xiao Hei stretched out its dragon claws and casually blew a breath of air, but accidentally it brought a little flame, burning a few strands of Wenxin's hair.

But he quickly and frantically sucked the flames back into his stomach.

Wenxin sniffed... Why does it smell like something's burning? Is the rice going to burn?

Xiao Hei pressed the charred spot under his body and said as if nothing had happened, "That city lord is indifferent to worldly affairs and obsessed with the elven girls. These kidnapped girls were offered to him. He is lewd, perverted, and cunning. If you hadn't saved this little girl, she would probably be lying in that scoundrel's bed by now."

Diefang's face instantly darkened.

Scum! He deserves to die!

"I'll reluctantly help her," a wisp of divine thought transmitted into Diefang's mind.

It marked the place where the city lord was located and also told her what the city lord was doing at the moment.

When Diefang saw that

An obese man was lying on a sofa, sipping fine wine while watching his servants busily attending to him.

He wore a magnificent silk robe, and a jeweled necklace glittered around his plump neck. Several large diamond rings adorned his fingers, sparkling alluringly. His face was round and puffy, and his small, sharp eyes revealed an air of arrogance and impatience.

The servants, dressed in neat uniforms, bustled between the living room and the kitchen. They carefully served the nobleman food and drink, constantly fulfilling his various needs. With a wave of the man's hand, the servants would quickly come forward to tidy his clothes, clear the table, and even massage his obese body to ensure his comfort and satisfaction.

The man was thoroughly enjoying himself, a satisfied and smug smile playing on his lips.

And several pale-faced dancers were swaying their hips in front of him.

The man grabbed the dancer's hair even more fiercely...

Diefang was filled with murderous intent and anger.

"Wenxin, take them to the inn first. Wait for me, I'll go and take care of that scoundrel!"

Soon... Diefang's figure disappeared from sight.

Wen thought of trusting Diefang, glanced at the green-haired girl slumped on the ground, and without saying a word picked her up from around the waist and carried her into the inn amidst her surprised expression.

The support from the Human King's Palace arrived quickly; thanks to the teleportation array, they were about to reach Mu City.

Naturally, that seemingly insane woman also came along.

Diefang quickly arrived at the room where the city lord was staying.

His divine sense locked onto the city lord inside the room, his gaze growing increasingly cold. He was still imagining the scene of the four girls being escorted here later.

He would first make them admit their mistakes, then he would back down, and finally use the excuse of making up for his mistakes by doing a task to lure them to a remote wilderness full of traps. At that time, hehehe, they would all be his playthings!

While he was indulging in his pipe dream, Diefang had already stormed to his door.

Knocking? Disguise?

Without saying a word, Diefang raised her leg and kicked him.

The magnificent gate was kicked to pieces.

The city lord of Mucheng stood up in a panic: "Who, who dares to kick down my door! Guards! Guards!"

When he saw that the person who came was Diefang, his whole body trembled with fear as he felt an extreme sense of oppression emanating from Diefang.

This, this, it's over. It seems they not only have influence, but also strength.

The city lord of Mucheng immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Heroine! Show mercy! Let's talk this out. I am the city lord. Killing me will trigger the power left behind by the city's king! Sit down first, let's talk this out."

A hint of disgust flickered in Diefang's eyes.

What should I say? Should I tell you how disgusting you are?

Diefang took action immediately.

One thought, and the eggs are chopped off.

The city lord of Mu City was utterly powerless to resist, instantly bleeding profusely, and his entire being became ferocious... "You, you want my life, and you dare to do this on my territory! You deserve to die! You deserve to die! You deserve to die! Just die!"

He endured the excruciating pain in his groin and crushed the ring on his finger.

"Humans, heroic spirits of humanity, please appear and punish these wicked people who harm humanity!"

The instant the ring shattered, bursts of blue light erupted from the fountain behind the statue of the King of Men in the center of the square.

The third team from the Human King's Palace sensed something, and the woman in the lead became even more fierce in her eyes.

"Speed ​​up, everyone! The Heroic Spirits of Mucheng have been triggered! Damn the elves! Since the humans have made a move, I'll make them pay for this in blood!"

One by one, souls coalesced, but they did not head towards the city lord's mansion; instead, they floated listlessly above the plaza.

Countless passersby stared in alarm.

The heroic spirits of the King's Palace have been triggered! Something terrible has happened! Mu City is in danger!

The city lord of Mucheng stared at Diefang in a frenzy: "Haha, you're finished, you're finished! The heroic spirits have come out, they'll be coming for you soon."

Diefang's eyes were filled with disgust.

Without uttering a word, he raised his hand and unleashed two spiritual swords, severing both of his legs.

The Lord of Mu City bled profusely, his eyes growing even more crazed and insane.

However, the saviors he hoped for, those heroic spirits, still stood tall above the square.

Their eyes seemed to possess a soul, staring in shock in one direction, towards a peerless figure with white hair.