Masters of Faith Medieval Chapter 62: Black Dragon Armada Guild Heilong

The Soaring Falcon Kingdom's right wing.

"Kill!"

"Gwaaaa!"

"Help! I need heal!"

"I have no mana! Please hold on!"

"Heal!"

+84 HP!

"Ackk!"

The players and NPC armies are having a hard time, the enemies are pushing steadily, black armored players are coming like a tidal wave, nobody can stop them.

A dragon is etched on the badge of each of their uniforms, the players frowned, they haven't heard of any of such guild that has a uniformed elite of soldiers, and it is extremely hard to get uniformed equipment at the early stage.

They are being pushed just by the presence of these 10,000 men, although they are getting killed, they are still pushing forward, like the machine without any emotions.

"Kill!"

But even with this much pressure, the players on Lu Fan's side are still brimming with confidence, they had God Eternal on their side, what is there to fear!

The two armies clashed with high intensity, although the players from Lu Fan's side are dying, they are dealing as much damage as they can, half of the 50,000 players are aiming in the players wearing black uniforms, clearly, they know who to prioritize.

"Booom!" A sudden loud crash echoed as clouds of dust appeared, a silhouette of a man wearing two swords walks out of it.

"Kill... do not leave anyone alive." That person spoke calmly as he looked at the enemies in front of him.

"Yes." The black army started to increase their phase as they made a path of blood using Lu Fan's side as the decoration.

Although a bit slow, but the Right Army in Lu Fan's side are starting to be pushed, the black uniformed men are clearly elites, every person moves like a pro, each one has their own style with a power backing it.

In just thirty minutes, the whole of the right wings are pushed back and went into a one-sided slaughter. From 50,000 players, they went down to 20,000, such progress is hard to believe, while the black armies only suffered about 5,000 of their members, but clearly, it comes with a great benefit.

Clearly, the spirit and morale of the players on the right wing have already collapsed, they are just gritting their teeth, waiting for their impending doom, but when they thought that they already lost, something unexpected happened.

"BOOOM!" A large explosion sounded like a group of more than 30,000 men started to pour from the right wing army's left side.

Both players, allies, and enemies looked at the distance and saw this group of men piercing right through to the True Dawn Kingdom's right-wing army.

"ETERNAL!"

"Yeah! God Eternal!"

"God Eternal has come with reinforcements!"

The morales in Lu Fan's side kept soaring after seeing him pierce right through to the middle of their enemy's line.

But little did they know, that Lu Fan himself had entered hell, although his group is backstabbing the leading army of the right wing's enemy, they are also getting backstabbed by the rest of the army, getting their reinforcement.

"Ruthless! Lead 5,000 men and block the charge, slowly retreat as we make a path to the front, the rest come with me!"

"Yes!" Everyone answered to Lu Fan's orders as they clashed with the enemies.

In just about 30 minutes, Lu Fan and his group finally managed to make it all the way to the front, with the Black armies in between them and the front lines.

"Black Dragon Armada..." Lu Fan with a frown spoke in a low tone, seeing the badge with a black dragon etched on their uniform, he can clearly remember them.

Hearing this, a man walks out of the crowd as he looked at Lu Fan and smirked.

"I`m surprised... Someone actually know our guild name even after we took a lot of effort to keep a low profile." the man spoke, looking at Lu Fan, in his eyes, Lu Fan is the only player he deemed fit to fight after PrimRose had quit, flash of both respect and rivalry can be seen in his stare.

"Heilong." Lu Fan looked at the man as he spoke.

He can't forget this man named Heilong, the one that left a lasting impression on him, the real number one guild in his previous life, Black Dragon Armada Guild, and the man that led the guild to the top, Heilong, possessing both skills and smart, Lu Fan looked around and failed to see his Jiaolong, his vice guild leader, possessing a great mind for strategies, the both of them combined ruled the game, Masters of Faith Medieval with iron fist.

And the only player that he had always fought hard with, their total number of fights, 99 bouts, their score, 49-50, Heilong leading with a one win on him.

Heilong, the number one warrior.

"Hoo, I`m surprised you know me, but it looks like we're not going to have a fair fight on this war for now." Heilong looked at his army, only numbering about 4,000 with a bunch of players from their faction numbering 120,000, while Lu Fan only has players numbering a total of 40,000 together with his guildmates.

"So long as we destroy your army, we'll have a chance." Lu Fan spoke as he walks towards him.

Everyone that heard Lu Fan's words became shocked, Lu Fan who didn't put the Pharoah guild as a threat actually spoke to some unnamed guild like they are the real threat that needs to be destroyed.

Heilong chuckles as he waved his hand, immediately, half of the Black Dragon Armada guild circles around half of an area, providing both Lu Fan and him a wide range of location, Lu Fan looks around as he nodded, it seems to him that Heilong wants to have a duel.

So long as he can defeat Heilong here, he'll definitely have an advantage point before they can come back.

Lu Fan looked at his troops and spoke: "I`ll duel with him, as long as we win this, we can make the war into a standstill, and at best, we might win."

"Yes!" Dartz and his teammates nodded as they made a circle same as the black un

Lu Fan looked at Heilong as he thought: 'I only need to kill him three times... three times...'

Although that sounds extremely easy, but it is the hardest thing to do for the current him.

As the location they are in became secured, Lu Fan looked at Heilong as he formed in his stance.

Heilong opened his eyes widely as he chuckles and spoke: "The Crouching Tiger?" After he Heilong spoke, he also did his stance.

"Hidden Dragon..." Lu Fan frowned, clearly, he remembered it himself, the stance that Heilong had always used.

The two of them looked at each other, as Lu Fan took the defensive stance while Heilong encircles him, waiting for the chance to strike.

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-Lu Fan's stance.

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-Heilong's stance.

Just imagine that they are holding weapons on those stance! :D

Chapter end