Today they are determined to fight us to the death. If we can't subdue these Haru, it seems we won't be able to leave here alive.

I had no choice but to dodge every single slash Haru unleashed, as well as his impromptu sword transformations after each strike.

Haru's swordsmanship is as sharp and domineering as its tower-like appearance. Coupled with its incredibly fast attack speed, it is even more difficult to defend against.

After unleashing a series of slashes, Haru waved to the other Haru, signaling them not to surround its arena. They should go directly to deal with the other two Mira tribesmen; it would handle the person before it personally!

This guy is strong. I couldn't help but grip the machete tightly, and a fine layer of sweat involuntarily appeared on my forehead.

It seems I'll have to give it my all this time. With a thud, I threw down my backpack; I'll have to leave it on the ground for now.

Since we're going to have a real fight, the weight of my backpack will naturally affect my performance.

Chief Haru didn't rush to attack; instead, he waited for me to prepare. He calmly held his bone knife, which was over a meter long, looking at me as if I were already a dead man.

To be underestimated by a mere beast is truly infuriating. I slightly rotated the machete that had been hanging limply in my hand, my gaze sharpened, and I charged towards Chief Haru with a powerful leap!

Chief Haru still didn't make any big moves. At this moment, it stood there quietly, waiting for me to swing the first knife at it.

So arrogant? Take this!

I appeared to be attacking Chief Haru head-on, but just as I was about to get close, I slid in and landed directly behind him.

Almost simultaneously, they leaped up and delivered a fatal blow to Haru's nape.

This strike was incredibly fast and at a tricky angle. I'm certain that if Chief Haru gets hit by this strike, his head will be on the chopping block today!

My expectations were high, but reality was harsh. When I made the cut, there was no feeling of the knife sinking into flesh.

Chief Haru didn't even turn his body around; he wielded a bone knife, employing sword techniques.

At this moment, Chief Haru blocked my fatal blow with a standard Su Qin sword-carrying move.

The force of the blow was considerable, yet it did not budge the bone knife, as if it had struck a mountain.

I was shocked. This guy could defend with a backhand knife without getting an inch. What amazing physical abilities!

That arm of its is probably driven by a hydraulic press!

My first strike failed to harm Chief Haru, so he immediately turned and slashed diagonally, the bone blade whistling as it swept towards my face.

It all happened so fast that I didn't have time to react, and since I was in mid-air, I couldn't move my body at all.

I had no choice but to draw my sword and defend myself, taking the full force of Haru's slash head-on.

The bone knife clashed with the machete I was holding to my chest, and I immediately felt like I'd been hit by a car.

The immense force slammed into my knife, making my hand ache. I felt like a badminton shuttlecock being hit in mid-air, flying backwards for four or five meters.

I sprang to my feet and frowned as I looked at Haru, who was so monstrous he was unrecognizable.

This guy has the ability to crush me in every aspect, how the hell am I supposed to fight him?

But we really can't afford not to fight right now. We're going to die anyway, so let's go all out!

This time, I didn't try to be clever; instead, I drew my sword and fought Chief Haru head-on.

Chief Haru remained calmly in place, simply raising one hand to defend against the fierce attacks of the Namira tribe with his knife.

After several rounds, it was the same whether I attacked the top or bottom lane. I didn't have any advantage at all, and Chief Haru could deal with me without any pressure.

For the first time, I felt a deep sense of frustration; it was a feeling of utter powerlessness.

I think I can leave now without any problem, but Susu and Dante are still fighting hard and trapped inside.

I need to resolve this problem as soon as possible; the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it will be for us.

Just then, I suddenly remembered that I had a secret weapon that I had almost forgotten about after acquiring those more advanced weapons.

I hope it's still working properly after not using it for so long.

Now I'm relying entirely on my right hand, or more precisely, on the thing inside my right sleeve—that pneumatic blowgun that can fire three shots at once!

Fortunately, the blowgun that was filled with aconitine was still inside. I quietly pulled the lever inside, and a set of poisoned arrows was loaded.

To avoid drawing attention, I deliberately gripped the machete with my right hand. This way, Chief Haru could maintain his arrogance, and only when he remained arrogant would I have a chance to approach him.

I once again drew my knife and pressed it against Chief Haru.

Chief Haru smirked, somewhat disdainful of my repeated provocations. This guy really didn't know the meaning of death.

To ensure a realistic effect, I used every trick in the book. The knife in my hand flashed, leaving afterimages, each strike faster and more ferocious than the last.

Even Chief Haru had to admit that the three of them had impressive stamina, maintaining such strength even after fighting for so long.

However, Chief Haru only sighed slightly; in its eyes, these few unknown individuals were not enough to pose a threat to it.

Chief Haru became more serious at this moment, and the frequency of his bone knife swings increased significantly. Clearly, it was not as easy to defend against it as before.

Chief Haru was secretly pleased. It seemed that their strength was almost exhausted, which was why they were so eager to counterattack.

However, this is understandable. If they don't unleash their full potential now, they might not even have a chance to fight back in the end.

With this in mind, the cunning and shrewd Chief Haru remained even more calm. Seeing the barely perceptible anxiety that unintentionally crept beneath the calm expression on the other side, Chief Haru became even more certain of his plan.

Chief Haru remained completely calm, showing no signs of impulsive or aggressive play. He maintained a defensive strategy throughout, steadily and methodically preventing his opponent from making any mistakes.

This old fellow is shrewd and composed; it seems we'll have to take a risk and use some drastic measures.

I considered suddenly using a poisoned arrow on Chief Haru during the battle. However, this guy is incredibly fast and extremely alert, and with that broad bone knife in its hand, I'm really not confident I can hit it with a single blow.

I only have one chance. If I fail on the first strike, this old bastard will be psychologically traumatized by my trickery. He'll definitely be more cautious and wary of my backup plans, and taking him down then will be incredibly difficult.

I feigned exhaustion and panic, my knife movements momentarily losing their rhythm. But Chief Haru's eyesight was incredibly sharp; he instantly spotted this inconspicuous weakness.