The Legend of the Devil

The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 187 - An Unexpected Attack


Xue Zhan opened the door of the wooden hut, feeling a gust of fresh wind in the still quiet morning. The sun was still not rising and only looked dark blue above the sky but it was time for him to depart.


Wen Zhiqiang standing nearby also looked towards the dark sky. "You should be careful in this forest, remember, don't engage anything with the black hooded people," he recalled, Xue Zhan frowned.


"Black hooded people?"


"They were a fugitive group of the Feng Empire, usually seen on the streets of the city and liked to look for trouble. If you meet, you better ignore it."


Xue Zhan nodded, stuffing the sword at his waist while walking to the wooden gate.


"It's time to go" Xue Zhan said later.


Wen Zhiqiang nodded. Xue Zhan followed in Wen Zhiqiang's footsteps. They walked among the trees, reaching the forest boundary.


Wen Zhiqiang stopped his steps, looking towards Xue Zhan while nodding. "May you manage to find what you're looking for,"


Xue Zhan nodded in gratitude. He waved his hand towards Wen Zhiqiang before finally disappearing in the middle of the dark forest.


Xue Zhan continued his journey in search of the Red Taring. Perched down the forest path and several connecting roads surrounded by tall trees at high speed until arriving at the greatest port of the Feng Empire while the sun was still high in the sky. At that time the atmosphere at the port was so crowded and noisy with the sound of ships and workers rushing to bring goods.


Around it there are tall buildings such as warehouses, shops, and trading companies that sell various kinds of goods from various regions.


Fishermen and merchants mill around the harbour, trading and bargaining. The rush at the port never stops, with large ships carrying goods lined up on the sidelines. The salty smell and the distinctive fish were smelled in the air, while the strong wind blowing from the sea carried dust and the smell of gasoline.


It seemed like just this time Xue Zhan saw such a huge port. Looking at the people of the Feng Empire who seemed to not care at all about his presence.


Several times Xue Zhan was driven by the merchant who was transporting a large basket of vegetables and people who were walking briskly towards their destination. Seen from a distance a horse pulling a wagon. Increasingly narrowing down the path he was on, Xue Zhan was intending to look for a ship to cross into the next town.


To get to Ying Xue Zhan Bay had to board a ship at this port, only after seeking information from people around, there was a problem that kept the ships from sailing today. There was reportedly an attack on one crew member, fatal enough to kill several.


It seems that some pirates started to appear but strangely they did not take the goods that were transported by the ship. Just attacking for no apparent reason. Therefore some ships delay the voyage until the situation is completely safe.


Xue Zhan decided to sit on one of the chairs, paying attention to the crowd on each street and the people crammed into each other.


At first everything was so calm that suddenly the atmosphere around turned tense when a giant iron-clad warship appeared from a distance. Everyone was speechless and shivering, never seeing before such a huge ship. It was unclear who was on the ship but Xue Zhan could see various firearms on each side of the ship.


He read the danger and stood up.


"Wait for what else?! That ship is gonna blow this place up!"


Xue Zhan turned his gaze around while shaking his hands, telling everyone to hurry away.


Maybe, he thought. He thought he and Xiang Yi Bai had finished off all the enemies that night.


The night in which he ended the life of the Ghost Gnawer along with two hundred more black cross-mask warriors. But they are wrong. The Black Cross Mask turned out to be more than they had ever seen and they spread all over the world.


Everyone started running around, some small children were dragged away from not knowing anything and some were even trampled on the ground. Xue Zhan was trying to save while continuously monitoring the movements of the enemies in front. He saw a deadly object attached to the front of the ship.


Such a weapon of war could hardly be encountered, costing an enormous amount to make it let alone be armed with cannons. Only one Empire was capable of producing those weapons and every single one of its units was sold at exorbitant prices.


Red Fangs never mess around in pursuit of their goals. There was a sound of smoke from a distance and Xue Zhan realized that no matter how today there would still be casualties.


On the other hand hundreds of residents in the large port screamed, there were still some people on board the passenger ship that had not been rescued. Also some fishing boats are still trying to pedal to the edge of the harbor.


The sound of cannon fire filled the harbor. People were getting more panicked and running to and fro, looking for a safe haven.


The cannon bullets from the attacking warship shot out fiercely and struck the port of the Feng Empire. A powerful explosion shook the place and damaged the surrounding buildings. Some people were hit by bullet fragments and seriously injured, while others splashed into the water as some sides of the bridge at the port were destroyed.


The screams and cries of people separated from their families filled the air, creating a chaotic atmosphere.


Meanwhile, smoke and dust billowed into the air, making the view blurred. The sound of cannons and continuous explosions created fear in the harbor.


The atmosphere in the harbor grew increasingly chaotic as the warship attacks grew more intense. The large ships leaning on the harbor instantly caught fire and were smashed to pieces by cannon attacks from enemy ships.


Meanwhile, the city's army was immediately deployed to protect the people in the harbor. They rushed to evacuate the trapped people and take them to a safer place.


However, the situation grew even more uncontrollable as enemy warships got closer to the mainland. City soldiers fought desperately to withstand enemy attacks and defend the port from further attacks.


A few minutes in progress the city's army continued to fight and try to stop the enemy's attack, although they were aware that the situation was getting difficult and it was not possible to stop the enemy's increasingly powerful attacks.


Then on the edge of the bridge that had been destroyed stood a young man with a white mask holding a sword in his left hand. The city warrior shouted, "What are you doing there?! Get over, save yourself! Don't act rashly!" yells.


Xue Zhan flinching. Saw five cannonballs come out and head to where he stood. He gripped his sword tightly. If it does not stop it, the explosive bullets will target residential areas and take lives. He stared straight ahead as he began to gather his strength.