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Therefore, actions against this Werewolf Lord must be handled with extreme caution.

Unfortunately, before the high-level officials who understood the inside story and laid out a stable plan could react, the southern civilian forces, driven by fear and anger, had already launched a counterattack at an astonishing speed. On the ninth day of Chen Xuanfeng's massacre, the forces gathered by numerous chambers of commerce and prominent families from the affected cities, along with experts who spontaneously came from all directions, intercepted the Golden Armored Sword Emperor Chen Xuanfeng, who was heading west by the Xilun River, and a fierce battle broke out.

Initially, it was just a small number of people attacking, but most of them had lost relatives and friends in the seven-day massacre. Driven by deep-seated hatred, they used their lives to trap the target, allowing the continuously arriving forces from all sides to surround the target and launch an unceasing offensive.

The target was not a Sword Saint, and no matter how strong Sword Emperor Chen Xuanfeng is, there will always be a moment when his strength is exhausted.

This was what everyone participating in the battle thought. Based on this, thousands of gathered warriors, led by six human Sword Emperors and dozens of mages, used the most reliable attrition strategy, rotating the besieging warriors in rounds, regardless of casualties, just to keep the battle going and push the enemy's strength to the limit.

However, Chen Xuanfeng's strength far exceeded everyone's imagination. The expected exhaustion of energy never appeared. Instead, he broke through the encirclement several times, and the battlefield moved upstream along the Xilun River, with the shattered bodies of warriors floating all over the river, dyeing the entire river red with blood. Finally, when nearly ten thousand warriors once again surrounded Chen Xuanfeng in the Green Water Valley upstream of the Xilun River, what greeted them was a devastating sword technique — Snow Dragon's Lament technique.

The second time Chen Xuanfeng unleashed this divine technique, it was even more refined than the first. Thousands of domineering sword lights and sword qi did not scatter aimlessly but completely covered the area where all the besiegers were. After one strike, a massive circular crater was created in the valley, and of the ten thousand humans under the sword lights, less than a hundred survived with injuries.

After this battle, the combat power of the commercial alliance in the southwest was more than halved, and they no longer had the courage or ability to encircle and annihilate Chen Xuanfeng.

After learning the result of this battle, the high-level officials of the Sixteen Kingdoms Alliance on the southern continent immediately recalled Moon Knight Carol to the south, while exerting every effort to recruit Flame Phoenix Knight Morova and Xi Luo, and also sent out requests for help to several other young Sword Saints who had inherited the Holy Crests, hoping to use the power of these Saints to kill Chen Xuanfeng, this potential menace to the entire southern continent. However, before gathering enough strength, they dared not act rashly.

For a time, it seemed that the entire southern continent had quieted down a lot, and even the surveillance forces around Chen Xuanfeng had disappeared.

Chen Xuanfeng was quite satisfied with this result.

Although the process slightly exceeded expectations, his goal — to demonstrate absolute power to those chambers of commerce that had made alliances with him — had been perfectly achieved. He believed that the high-level officials of those chambers of commerce had now realized an important issue: even if they did not align with the orc forces of Fontainebleau, Chen Xuanfeng had enough power to act with impunity within the territory of the commercial alliance. Thus, whether to stubbornly protect the interests of the commercial alliance or to fully align with Fontainebleau, many would surely waver.

Of course, setting aside the considerations of the overall situation, such unrestrained slaughter also brought Chen Xuanfeng a sense of relief. Whether it was the Copper Corpse of his past life or the Werewolf Lord of this life, neither was of a peaceful and benevolent nature. A large amount of combat and slaughter not only made his martial skills more refined but also allowed him to vent the accumulated killing intent and cruelty in his nature, thereby achieving a state of mental peace. Why not?

However, things often take unexpected turns.

On the fifteenth day after the slaughter began, before receiving any response from the merchants, Chen Xuanfeng unexpectedly welcomed an unanticipated visitor.

"I said we would meet again, but I didn't expect that your identity is as forbidden as mine."

The visitor had a handsome face, white hair, and an elegant and noble demeanor, with clear green eyes that always carried a distant and leisurely smile.

"Griffith? I didn't expect that you, the Dark Eagle Griffith, would still dare to wander in human countries."

"Haha, if a leader like you can freely slaughter here, why should I rush to leave?"

PS: Why has the update slowed down again? It's not that the author's studies have suddenly become more intense. In fact, last week was just when the mentor was on vacation, so I could have focused entirely on writing. Unfortunately, the inherently lazy author accidentally watched the "Code Geass" series, and after binge-watching all twenty-five episodes in one go... then suddenly felt that all motivation was lost, looking around in confusion, and lost interest in doing anything, of course, including writing. (Readers who haven't watched it can give it a try, it's quite a unique work.)

Although I later used the twelve-episode campus arc of the Full Metal Panic series to adjust my mood, I couldn't help but start reflecting on my own work. Is there not enough killing, especially of named characters? Not dark enough, not cold enough, not decisive enough... Ah, just like that, the author fell into constant self-doubt, making the writing process even more difficult.

Apologies, self-criticism, and atonement.

Werewolf Hero Volume 37: A Hundred Battles of the Undead, Pushing Cups and Debating

Mercury City, named after the mercury it once produced, is a medium-sized city in the southwest of the commercial alliance. However, the mercury mines near the city had already been exhausted during the era of elven rule. Fortunately, due to its proximity to the Xilun River, the city gradually transformed into a trade city, and with the prosperous trade along the waterway, it became quite wealthy.

However, the "Golden Armored Sword Emperor Massacre" that occurred in the past half month caused a sudden decrease in merchant traffic along the Xilun River, and as a result, various service industries in Mercury City also became depressed.

Sand Moon Tavern, one of the victims of this depression, has seen dismal business over the past ten days, almost making the boss cry, and even the waitresses in the tavern couldn't help but worry about their jobs. However, today, the boss suddenly noticed that the group of young girls in the seductive waitress uniforms suddenly became spirited and gathered together, chatting animatedly.