Chapter 280: The True Form of the Spy

Chaos spread through this area; fire, screams, assaults, and blood turned it into a true hell on earth.

This was the underground city and territory of the cultists, yet they still lacked sufficient light; the light sources that illuminated the roads had been cleared away at once.

If they were rational enough, they would know that the absolute number of attackers was not large.

"Where is it? Where exactly?"

"The war beasts have lost control!! Quick, get away!"

"Many of my lords have also lost control; we must avoid them!"

The Beast Cult's base here held a great many dangerous items.

Li En's group, using the "Path" to launch a surprise attack, completely disrupted their expected plans.

If given just one more day—no, merely 12 hours—large numbers of hostages and captives would complete their transformation.

The Beast Cult members who had just fought on the ground all day could also complete their "cooling" and recover most of their combat power.

The beasts' abilities are strong and very useful, but the more they are used, the more prone they are to "overheating," especially while still retaining some humanity.

The more "mongrel" the beast, the more limited its self-control and the lower its upper limit for using abilities.

A day of bloody battle left most cultists in an overloaded state, and having just been awakened from sleep, the fatigue of body and mind was further stimulated by a life-or-death crisis, causing many of them to rapidly "lose control."

Especially since this was the cultists' base; for "home," most people possess an almost instinctive sense of security.

And when this sense of security was shattered, that fear would erupt several times over; the uncontrollable fear and unease further triggered the "defense instinct."

"Damn it, calm down! We haven't seen the attackers, yet so many people died mysteriously."

"Something is wrong, something is wrong; why do I feel so irritable?"

In fact, this actually had some relation to Li En's arrangements.

Among the scattered potions, there was actually an alchemical potion named "Dragon's Dignity (Aura)."

It was actually a refined extract from dragon-type creatures, capable of producing a certain effect of "repelling insects" and "driving away wild beasts."

But these few bottles were special products of Vitoria, with the extract derived from Li En.

"The aura of a True Dragon will make beasts frenzied or even lose control."

This is fear and hatred carved into the genes; Li En's dragon nature is the purest, and therefore has the best effect.

Li En even had a随行 mage use "Wind Creation" to diffuse these "evaporated potions" into the surroundings.

For the "mongrels" with impure bloodlines, the effect of this dragon aura would not be so obvious; they might not even recognize it.

But among the beast pack that was already unstable, the scent of a natural enemy easily accelerated the speed of losing control.

Time has always been the foundation of tactical deployment; Li En's group's surprise attack disrupted all their deployments, and the advantage of the surprise attack was gradually manifesting.

This was also because Li En's "Path" ability avoided several traps and hidden sentries that should have triggered alarms.

But even so, the attackers' tactics remained quite clear.

"Do not be greedy; saving people comes first."

Even though all were elites, they, being in an absolute numerical disadvantage, still prioritized saving people.

"Die, evil."

As time passed, amidst the chaos, Li En finally found his target.

He simply swung his sword calmly and slaughtered these low-level Beast Cultists blocking the way.

The prison guards who were only slightly beastified probably did not even possess one-tenth the strength of a Disciple.

Before Li En, they were merely targets with mediocre feel.

They did not even have time to roar and charge; in a single exchange, they easily fell beneath this long sword.

Li En turned his gaze to the cages behind and sighed with relief.

"Thank goodness, we made it in time." Although most hostages looked listless, at least they were still alive and well.

This was already deep within the ruins; fighting all the way here, Li En had arrived relatively smoothly.

Inside the cages were some unlucky souls dressed rather decently; they were perhaps more valuable hostages and, as things stood, had not yet suffered any cruel treatment.

Thinking about it, these people were either bargaining chips or future infiltrators; turning them into beasts directly would have rendered them useless.

"My lord Li En! My lord Li En!"

And Li En, having just approached the cages, was actually called by name.

"I am Lante Solna, the second son of the Solna family; back at your investiture ceremony, I had the honor of witnessing your heroic bearing..."

This fellow seemed quite eloquent, but the one behind him, a gray "Dog-Man," looked very ordinary.

He wore high-quality enchanted leather armor, and his weapon seemed to have been confiscated; if not for Ugu's mention, Li En would have subconsciously ignored him. There were several similar security personnel in the cage, seemingly the guards for these high-quality talents.

Li En turned his head to glance over, looking at Ugu. He was still bowing his head, silently unlocking the cage.

And Li En knew he could see everything around; this unspoken "default" of not denying it on the spot was enough.

Li En admired this usually taciturn child even more; when he learned the other was only sixteen, he was quite surprised.

When Li En was sixteen, he was merely a slightly precocious ordinary child, yet the other displayed abnormal maturity in every aspect.

"Oh, oh, the Young Master of the Solna Viscount's house; I will come to save you right away."

The second son of the Solna Count opened his mouth but said nothing.

Being able to be saved was enough; not having turned into a beast or a meat lump was truly good.