That shuttle officially opened the curtains to the battle.
Qiao Yuan didn't say anything to stop them. Of course, he knew the two assassins had drawn them there for some purpose.
But he had enough confidence that the power he had in his hands was enough to sweep through all of Pomelo.
Moreover, he had such confidence even if it was just him.
Even the power of the Federation Comprehensive Academy in Pomelo had been completely wiped out, apart from the small force defending the entrance to the passageway.
In the face of absolute power, all plots and intrigues were pale and powerless.
His perception was firmly locked onto the two assassins. They hadn't left but were hiding in the dark.
The card artisans from the Central Repository of the Classics, who had a bellyful of anger, were taking it out on those card artisans. Their adversary's power was far below theirs, and the battle immediately became one-sided.
The card artisans in the manor kept falling.
Qiao Yuan watched it all coldly, part of his attention on the two assassins hiding in the dark.
He wanted to see what kind of tricks these two assassins had up their sleeves.
But, after a while, Qiao Yuan felt something wasn't right.
How could there be so many card artisans?
He did some mental calculations, and his expression couldn't help but change.
In that short time, at least 70 or 80 of their adversary's card artisans had fallen.
But, their adversary's firepower seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
It was only because the adversary had a large number of card artisans that such a situation could be created.
Something was wrong!
Qiao Yuan immediately realized something wasn't right.
Someone had actually taken advantage of that time to gather so many card artisans in Pomelo. He seemed to smell a hint of danger.
By then, Pomelo was almost completely under his control. If such a power were to appear, it would doubtlessly increase the instability, which was something he didn't want to see.
And, if someone was deliberately manipulating everything in the dark, their purpose would be even more suspicious.
In the depths of the manor.
The sound of a violent explosion startled everyone out of their sleep.
"What's going on?"
The Madam asked Butchie in a displeased tone. She had been racking her brains and hadn't been sleeping well. She had finally managed to fall asleep that day, but she had been woken up. Of course, she was in a terrible mood.
Butchie and the others had already seen the Madam's methods and admired her from the bottom of their hearts.
Butchie had taken on the responsibility of being the Madam's personal bodyguard.
"I don't know yet, Madam." Xiao Mang also looked puzzled.
Just then, Hugo and the Beard rushed in. The Beard looked anxious as he said in a deep voice, "Madam, the people from the Central Repository of the Classics have suddenly found us. They're killing their way in!"
Xiao Mang's expression changed. Madam was wearing a mask on her face, so no one could see her expression.
"Why are they here?" Madam was able to remain calm.
Beard shook his head. "I don't know."
Hugo and Butchie's faces suddenly changed.
They had sensed a powerful and terrifying aura coming from the other party!
Qiao Yuan's frown deepened. The number of card artisans in the manor was like ants!
Although their people were strong, the other side had the advantage in numbers. Casualties had already begun to appear on their side.
Who could it be?
He could actually rope in so many card artisans?
Up until then, there had been at least 200 card artisans on the other side who had fallen, but the number of card artisans on the other side who were still fighting was still dense.
At this point, both sides were in a killing frenzy.
The card artisans in the manor hadn't expected to suffer such a violent attack.
Those people's skills were simply superb to a terrifying level. They were more than a few notches above them!
However, when they saw their comrades falling one by one beside them, their grief made them unleash a strength that was far greater than usual!
People who were in a killing frenzy were scary, no matter how little power they had!
Moreover, although the level of those card artisans was a lot lower than that of the elites from the Central Repository of the Classics, they could still kill people all the same!
Later, they simply split into seven or eight groups, with each group having more than 50 people. Each group would only attack one person at a time.
The firepower of 50 ordinary card artisans concentrated together was abnormally terrifying!
If they were hit, the four-star power of the elites from the Central Repository of the Classics wouldn't be able to withstand it. They would shatter in an instant. Then, the card artisans within the energy cloaks would be turned into sieves by countless energy bodies. Some of the card artisans would even be vaporized by the high-temperature light beams.
Every time someone from the Central Repository of the Classics fell, the card artisans in the manor would cheer.
Qiao Yuan felt a chill in his heart.
By that time, he didn't feel any resentment toward those two assassins.
If it weren't for those two assassins, he didn't know how long that power would have been hidden.
If there had been anything he hadn't been sure about before, he was now certain that there was a big problem inside the manor.
In his eyes, no matter whether it was those two assassins or the manor, they weren't anything good. As long as they could threaten him, he wouldn't hesitate to flatten them.
Five people had already been sacrificed on his side.
There wasn't anything worthy of praise about their adversary's power, but their numbers were shocking.
Qiao Yuan wondered if all the card artisans in all of Pomelo were gathered there.
Qiao Yuan decided to make his move.
The card artisans only felt their vision darken as countless dark red bamboo shuttles were like red leaves, rolling up a red rain of leaves.
A powerful energy fluctuation that made one's heart palpitate made all the card artisans change color.
It was like a lion suddenly roaring toward the sky.
The card artisans from the manor who had just been encouraged felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over their heads.
But that bucket of cold water was so cold that it actually destroyed the card artisans' fighting spirit.
Despair filled the air!
Puff, puff, puff, puff!
The red bamboo shuttles effortlessly pierced through the energy cloaks of the card artisans in the manor. Only arrows of blood could be seen everywhere in the crowd.
Those red bamboo shuttles didn't seem to be anything special, but they were extraordinarily powerful. Often, one shuttle would pierce through two or three card artisans.
Chen Mu's expression changed as he watched from the side.
If he hadn't been careful and gotten rubbed by one of those things, he was afraid he wouldn't have even half a life left.
Qiao Yuan's one attack had knocked down a large number of the card artisans in the manor.
Suddenly, a legendary ace had appeared in front of them. A casual attack had caused heavy casualties on their side, which was a huge blow to their morale.
If the energy fluctuations of an ordinary card artisan were like the ripples on the surface of a deep well, then Qiao Yuan's energy fluctuations were like the tides of a great river, surging with raging waves. Heaven and earth were a line, and the vapor was everywhere.
His attack was unusually sharp. In just one attack, he had caused the death or injury of about 70 or 80 card artisans.
It was the first time any of the card artisans there had seen such a jaw-dropping attack.
Chen Mu's expression was ugly. He finally understood why the ace card artisans were so awesome!
For an ace like Qiao Yuan, he couldn't rely on numbers to win.
Chen Mu believed Qiao Yuan alone would be enough to wipe out all the card artisans in the manor.
For an ace like that, if he didn't have an ace of the same level, once he resorted to guerrilla warfare or sneak attacks, he could wear someone down to death.
The entire manor was within the scope of his perception, and even Chen Mu and Wei-ah were firmly locked in.
Hugo and Butchie's expressions were strangely awful. Apart from Qiao Yuan, there couldn't be anyone else in Pomelo with such powerful energy fluctuations.
How could they have provoked such a freak?
A few of them couldn't help but look aghast.
They had been trying to find ways to avoid Qiao Yuan. They couldn't afford to provoke such a freak in Pomelo.
Time …
Beneath the Madam's mask, her pretty face showed some unwillingness. She had already made the arrangements, but who would have thought they would be leaked ahead of time?
She still didn't know how Qiao Yuan had been discovered. In order to avoid getting involved in the battle between the Central Repository of the Classics and the Federation Comprehensive Academy, she had kept those under her control ever since she had eliminated those diehard members. She didn't let them go out, just to avoid being discovered ahead of time.
That had messed up all of her steps.
Not only that, but she herself was in danger.
The air was as heavy as lead, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive. Everyone knew the most critical moment had arrived.
Suddenly, the crisp sound of a bell broke the silence. It was her apparatus.
Taking a look at the number, a look of pleasant surprise floated into her beautiful eyes.
She quickly put it through, her voice trembling. "Where are you, Uncle Peng?"
"Ha ha, I'm almost at Pomelo."
A middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard appeared on the screen. He was smiling, though his clothes were a little messy.
Hugo and the others were pleasantly surprised when they saw the middle-aged man.
"Elder Peng!"
"Master Peng!"
The Madam spoke quickly, as though she were spitting out beads. "Come quickly, Uncle Peng. Qiao Yuan has killed his way here." Even at such an anxious time, her voice was still pleasant to the ear.
Uncle Peng's expression abruptly turned solemn. "I'll be right there."
After she hung up, the Madam ordered without the slightest sloppiness, "Hugo and Butchie go tie down Qiao Yuan. The rest of you, follow me."
Hugo and Butchie looked at one another and immediately soared into the air, heading toward the place with the most intense energy fluctuations in the entire manor.
The first to make a move was Butchie, who had long wanted to try out the power of 013.
The light blue folding wavy blades left Butchie's hands.
A hundred folding wavy blades were arranged in a neat row to form a long light blue arrow, whistling toward the most conspicuous Qiao Yuan in the manor.