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The Bone Dragon was flying through the clouds, the sound of the wind roaring in its ears.

From this high up, the city below seemed as tiny as a matchbox, its busy inhabitants looking like hardworking ants.

Soon, the Bone Dragon had drawn close to the estate of the Wolf Mercenary Group. The outline of the city was visible, as were some bustling crowds.

Upon closer inspection, however, Fang Hao noticed something strange about the property.

This wasn’t just a simple estate. Clearly, it was a city that a city lord had upgraded to the third tier.

The central area had the city lord’s mansion, civilian dwellings, armies, and even second – tier city walls that had been constructed.

Could it be that this Wolf Mercenary Group was established by another transmigrator?

Almost immediately, Fang Hao dismissed this thought.

He saw that on the open space in front of the city lord’s mansion, several men were skinning and butchering a beast manually.

If the lord of this place were still alive and free, he would not resort to such primitive butchering methods.

It seemed that the mercenary group had seized this area a long time ago and made it its base.

As for the city lord’s fate.

It was not hard to guess.

Fang Hao hoped that the lord had managed to escape, instead of falling into the hands of these brutes.

“Ready the Dragon Breath, and let’s end the battle quickly.”

With a roar, the Bone Dragon folded its wings and descended straight down from the clouds.

A hundred Bone Dragons rapidly closed in on the city below.

As the dragons spread their wings again and flew over the city, they let loose beams of black energy, signaling an attack.

Poorly numbered and without a hero among them, this was a battle with a foregone conclusion for the enemy.

The Bone Dragon circled above the territory.

Gigantic Skeleton Trolls dismounted from its back and began cleanup operations.

“Alright, don’t kill the rest. Tie them all up,” said Fang Hao.

Fang Hao needed to bring a few back to City Lord Cyril to prove that he had indeed crushed the Wolf Mercenary Group.

In the ensuing clean-up, six members of the Wolf Mercenary Group were left alive.

One of these was the leader of the mercenary group, a level six warrior.

He was rather high level.

“Sir, did the Wolf Mercenary Group somehow offend you? We can talk things out, it’s negotiable,” pleaded the leader of the Wolf Mercenary Group while kneeling.

He had felt uneasy all day, and it turned out his worries were well-founded. “Where is the original owner of this city?” Fang Hao asked.

They were all in this transmigration business together. If the city lord had been held hostage, he could at least try to rescue him.

The leader of the mercenary group glanced around and promptly replied, “I think you’re mistaken. This is the base of our mercenary group. Who are you looking for?”

Clearly, the city lord wasn’t in the hands of the Wolf Mercenary Group.

Whether he had managed to escape or had been killed by them, there was no point enquiring further.

All he could do was speculate.

Fang Hao didn’t ask anything else. Instead, he instructed the Skeleton Trolls, “Watch them. Kill anyone who tries to escape.”

The Skeleton Trolls closed in around the six men, lowering their heads to maintain a vigilant gaze on them.

With this matter settled, Fang Hao entered the mansion of the seized city.

The Wolf Mercenary Group was quite affluent.

A box was filled to the brim with gold coins, silk cloth, gold and silverware, and more.

The haul here was much more substantial than the one from the bandit camp they had cleaned out a few days ago.

“Hey! This sword looks quite a lot like the one you bought recently,” exclaimed Anjia, suddenly holding up a silver longsword.

Without even examining its properties, its material and design alone evoked the image of the Swords of Absolution that Fang Hao had bought a couple of days prior.

“Let me have a look,” Fang Hao said, taking the longsword from Anjia.

“Swords of Absolution (Purple)”

“Type: Longsword”

“Damage: Tier Three”

“Description: A longsword that killed its own master. Legend has it that whoever obtains this sword will endure unbearable torment til death.”

What an unexpected find!

Another of the Swords of Absolution was here!

“Really?” Anjia asked curiously.

“Indeed.”

“Then we’d better search thoroughly. These guys were loaded,” Anjia suggested, excited to embark on her treasure hunt.

She ransacked every box and overturned every rug to see if there were valuable items hidden underneath.

All valuables were gathered and placed in the courtyard.

In a room on the second floor, they found a silver treasure chest.

Perhaps due to limited manpower or some other reason, the chest was only silver-tier.

They opened it immediately.

“Acquired: Blueprint for the White Steel Scales Plate Armor, 2 Hero Hearts, 5 Soul Crystals, 21 Warfire Coins.”

“White Steel Scales Plate (Blue): 3 Iron Blocks, 2 White Steel Ingots, 5 White Steel Sheets, 5 Thick Leathers.”

“Description: A protective covering made of overlapping scales. A single piece of armor protects the entire body.”

This is great! The blue-tier quality ensured a defense standard of at least tier three.

It was also a suitable replacement for the current Plate Armor worn by Fang Hao.

He continued inspecting the next item.

“Hero Heart.”

“Category: Hero Equipment”

“Description: A proof of one’s achievements to be acknowledged as a hero, only with a Hero Heart, can one undergo the test at the Merit Training Ground.” There was already a Merit Training Ground in his domain.

The Merit Training Ground provided trials for advancing ranks, applicable to troops of rank 10 or higher, and heroes.

As for the Hero Heart, it was the proof necessary to participate in these trials.

Of course, it was also sold in the Trade Alliance’s shop, albeit quite expensively.

With all the items secured, Fang Hao then left the building.

All the goods had been organized and collected outside the building.

The collection included furniture, furs, and even coins, silks, golden and silver jewelry, and more.

“Alright, let’s bring these people and head back.”

The Bone Dragon dropped some cumbersome furniture and furs off near a village.

Carrying the remaining valuables, they returned to the clouds and began their journey back home.

As dusk was falling…

Within Pruell City’s city lord’s mansion, City Lord Cyril was looking at the six bodies laid flat on the ground.

“They’re all dead?”

One could tell that these people had surrendered from the bindings on their bodies.

However, Fang Hao had brought back corpses instead of captives.

If these were six living men, and City Lord Cyril publicly declared their crimes and hung them from the gallows, they would have been a stronger statement than six dead bodies.

” I had originally planned to bring them in alive, but as soon as we got close to the city, they started yelling, claiming that you had slandered them and that your son’s injury had nothing to do with them. I was worried about damaging your reputation, so regrettably I had to bring back their bodies instead,” Fang Hao explained regretfully.

These six men had seen Fang Hao’s undead army.

To avoid causing trouble, Fang Hao naturally wouldn’t let them fall into the hands of City Lord Cyril alive.

He provided an excuse corresponding with the fabricated story he had provided earlier to the lady boss.

“Right, someone, prepare a horse-drawn carriage for them, and transport the white steel ingots from the army warehouse to them,” ordered Cyril.

Immediately, a guard acknowledged his order, “Sir, miss, please follow me.”

“Until next time, Lord Cyril,” Fang Hao said with a smile as he followed the guard out.