Chapter 735: Mendy
As Ling Zhan's cold words fell.
A group of Professionals dressed in snow-white sword robes slowly walked out from a corner of the stone hall.
Ansely and Adolphus fixed their gazes on the group, their expressions immediately turning grim.
"They're from the Holy Sword Guild…"
The Holy Sword Guild.
A renowned guild in the Sacred Continent.
While its strength didn't rival that of Eden, it was certainly not to be underestimated.
It was said that the guild leader was a top-tier Sword God at level 190.
The strength of this group was evidently several times greater than that of Zhang Hu and his companions. The aura they emitted alone easily overwhelmed Zhang Hu's.
Just moments ago, this group had been hiding in a concealed spot within the stone hall, their presence perfectly masked, even from Ansely and Adolphus.
Zhang Hu and his companions had no idea either.
Now that Ling Zhan had called them out, they showed no embarrassment but instead wore expressions of arrogance.
Of course...
When their eyes fell on Zhang Hu and his companions, who were tightly bound and nearly drained of life, a hint of wariness flickered in their pupils.
While Zhang Hu's group was trash in their eyes, and any one of them could easily overpower Zhang Hu, Ling Zhan, who had subdued so many people in one move, demanded serious attention.
Zhang Hu, who was teetering on the edge of death, saw the Holy Sword Guild members and a glimmer of hope crossed his face. He quickly shouted, "Mendy! Save us! The Demon Dragon Palace and the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance are willing to offer a quasi-sacred artifact as a reward!"
Mendy, a level 139 Sword God at the fourth tier, was the leader of the white-robed swordsmen present.
His strength was second only to Jian Zicheng's.
At this moment.
Upon hearing Zhang Hu's plea, Mendy's expression shifted slightly.
A quasi-sacred artifact!
Such a reward was incredibly tempting!
Sacred artifacts were exceedingly rare. Even Jian Zicheng, the third son of the Holy Sword Guild's leader, didn't own one.
Zhang Hu might be trash, but the Demon Dragon Palace's guild leader had always indulged him.
It was rumored that Zhang Hu had once done the guild leader a great favor during his youth, so the guild leader now lavished resources on him, elevating this worthless cousin to level 140.
Even Zhang Mingruo treated Zhang Hu with respect, which gave him significant status in the Demon Dragon Palace despite his lack of strength.
Zhang Hu's original plan for this expedition to the Radiant Secret Realm was to gather resources while proving his strength to those who mocked him.
But his plans fell apart shortly after entering the secret realm when he encountered Ling Zhan.
Mendy believed Zhang Hu's promise.
Given Zhang Hu's status in the Demon Dragon Palace, acquiring a quasi-sacred artifact wouldn't be difficult.
This made Mendy very tempted.
Furthermore, Mendy and his team had initially hidden in the shadows to observe, planning to swoop in and reap the rewards after both sides were weakened.
They hadn't expected the non-specialist's combat power to be so astonishing.
But it didn't matter...
They were nothing like Zhang Hu's group of weaklings!
Every member of the Holy Sword Guild had to pass rigorous strength tests to join.
Even Jian Zicheng, the guild leader's son, wouldn't be accepted without passing the tests.
So Mendy was confident in himself and his team.
To him, while the non-specialist's strength was surprising, it was still within manageable limits.
"Ling Zhan, is it?"
"I won't waste words. Do me a favor and release Zhang Hu and his people, and leave the two dragon scales behind. You can then leave with your two companions."
Mendy waved his hand casually, his tone full of confidence.
"Did you hear that?! Hurry up and let me go!"
"Otherwise, you and your companions won't be leaving here alive!"
Zhang Hu, pale and drained, shouted desperately.
If he wasn't freed soon, he wouldn't last much longer!
Adolphus' rugged face darkened at this sight.
Ansely, however, showed no panic. She quietly stepped behind Ling Zhan, her expression calm. Without needing to say a word, just looking at Ling Zhan's tall and slender figure gave her peace of mind.
She had complete confidence in Ling Zhan's strength.
Facing Mendy's condescending demands, Ling Zhan's expression remained calm as he said indifferently, "You've got a big mouth."
Mendy smirked arrogantly. "Indeed. But I have the strength to back it up."
His expression turned cold. "Enough talk. Make your choice! Leave the items and release Zhang Hu, or... die here!"
Clang!!
As Mendy's words fell.
The one hundred Sword Gods behind him simultaneously drew their swords. The pressure unique to Sword Gods poured out like a flood, instantly filling the entire hall with overwhelming, chilling sword intent!
Even Adolphus, a frontline tank, couldn't help but flinch under the onslaught of such immense sword intent.
If even Adolphus reacted this way.
What about Ansely?
As a Priest, her direct combat power was nearly zero. If a fight broke out, the sword intent from these hundred Sword Gods alone would be enough to overwhelm her.
However, her delicate face remained resolute.
Her courage naturally came from Ling Zhan.
Facing the Holy Sword Guild's threats and aggression, Ling Zhan, who had remained calm, suddenly began to laugh.
"Interesting. Looks like this is a buy-one-get-one-free deal."
Seeing Ling Zhan laugh, Mendy frowned and said coldly, "What? Are you insisting on courting death?"
"Mendy! Stop wasting time with him! Just kill him already!"
"If you don't act soon, I'll be drained to death by these vines!"
At that moment, Zhang Hu cried out in panic.
"In that case, brothers, attack!"
"Don't hold back! Tear him to pieces!"
Mendy, hearing this, waved his hand, ordering his hundred Sword Gods to charge all at once!
There was no choice...
Seeing Zhang Hu's ghostly pale face, even Mendy was startled!
He couldn't let this fool die!
If Zhang Hu died, how could he get the quasi-sacred artifact?
With that thought.
Mendy didn't hesitate.
He dashed toward Zhang Hu, drew his high-grade spiritual weapon, and slashed at the massive vines binding Zhang Hu!
Annihilation Sword Qi!
Swish!!
With one slash, the fierce sword energy shot forward, striking the vines directly!
Seeing this, Zhang Hu's face lit up with hope.
However, the next second, his hopeful expression froze!
Because...
Clang!!
Mendy's Annihilation Sword Qi, instead of cutting through the vines like a hot knife through butter, struck them as if hitting indestructible steel, producing brilliant sparks!