Chapter 341 The Villain Lady Arrives 170

Chapter 341 The Villain Lady Arrives 170

Under Leah's careful planning, the trap was cleverly set in a seemingly ordinary valley. The light of the runes loomed in the night, weaving an intricate web of illusions, luring the greedy pursuers astray. When the first ray of morning light penetrated the clouds and shone on this carefully designed trap, the thieves and explorers fell into the trap. They rushed towards the direction of the "treasure" indicated by the runes with hope, but they didn't know that they were stepping into the brink of death step by step.

When the bandits and explorers realized they were being fooled, anger and resentment surged in their hearts. They returned to their respective bases in a panic, covered in scars and exhausted. Scar Man and Ari, the two leading leaders, gathered their confidants in their respective tents and discussed countermeasures with gloomy faces.

"This failure must not be our end!" The scarred man slammed his fist on the table, causing the dishes to clink. "We must redouble our efforts and seize that treasure at all costs!"

Ari sneered grimly, his eyes flashing with determination: "That's right, what we lost must be paid with their blood. Moreover, this time we will use more powerful forces."

"You mean..." The scarred man frowned slightly, as if he had guessed Eric's intention.

"Demigod-level figures." Eric whispered these words, with a tone that contained both expectation and uneasiness. "Only they can ensure that we are safe."

The two looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding without saying anything. Then, they each sent messengers to secretly contact those secluded demigods, promising them huge benefits and asking them to help.

A few days later, several demigod-level figures wearing cloaks and with their faces hidden in the shadows quietly appeared in the camp of the thieves and explorers. Their arrival was like a dark cloud covering the sun, shrouding the entire camp in a depressing atmosphere.

"Are you the ones who asked us to take action?" The voice of a demigod-level figure was low and majestic. He slowly took off his cloak, revealing a face full of traces of time, with wisdom and indifference flashing in his eyes.

Scarred Man and Ari stepped forward and bowed respectfully, explaining the importance of the treasure and their plans. After hearing this, the demigods just smiled faintly and seemed unmoved.

"Just a treasure is enough to make you mobilize so many troops." One of the demigods said contemptuously, "However, since you are willing to pay a sufficient price, we don't mind playing with you."

With the addition of the demigods, the strength of the thieves and explorers soared instantly. They made a more careful plan, vowing to capture Tariq and others in one fell swoop and seize the treasure.

At this time, Tariq and his group were carefully moving forward along the route guided by the runes. Although they had temporarily escaped the entanglement of the pursuers, they knew in their hearts that the real danger had not yet been eliminated. Although Leah's trap temporarily relieved the pressure, those greedy enemies would never give up easily.

"We must be more careful." Tariq said in a deep voice, "The joining of demigod-level figures means that our enemies will become more powerful than ever before."

Leah and Sophia both looked solemn when they heard this. They knew that facing a demigod, it was almost impossible to win with their current strength.

"Perhaps, we can seek help from other forces." Leah suddenly said, "On this continent, we are not the only ones facing those greedy enemies. There are many neutral or even friendly forces who may be willing to lend a helping hand."

When Tariq heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He immediately ordered the messengers in the team to go to several nearby forces that might provide help and ask them to send reinforcements.

While Tariq and his companions were looking for help, the bandits and explorers could not wait to launch a new round of pursuit. The addition of demigod-level figures greatly increased their strength, making them almost unstoppable.

One evening, when Tariq and his party were crossing a barren desert, the demigods finally appeared. They were like gods from heaven descending to earth, and with every move they made, the wind and clouds changed, and the sky and the earth changed color.

"Tariq, hand over the treasure and I will spare your lives!" The voice of a demigod-level figure echoed over the desert like thunder.

Tariq gripped his sword tightly, his eyes determined: "The treasure is of great importance, it must not fall into your hands!"

The two sides then launched a thrilling battle. The power of the demigods was beyond imagination. With a wave of their hands, they could cause mountains to collapse and the ground to crack. Tariq and others relied on their wisdom, courage, and tacit cooperation to barely hold on.

However, as time went on, Tariq and his men gradually felt powerless. The power of the demigods was too strong, and they could hardly resist. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves and magical fluctuations suddenly came from afar - reinforcements had arrived.

It turned out that with the efforts of Leah and Sophia, they successfully persuaded several neutral forces to send reinforcements to help. Among these reinforcements were powerful warriors and magicians, as well as craftsmen who were proficient in mechanisms and traps. Their arrival brought a turning point for Tariq and others.

"Everyone, form a formation to meet the enemy!" Tariq shouted loudly. Under his command, Tariq and his men quickly joined the reinforcements and formed an indestructible line of defense.

The demigods smiled disdainfully when they saw this. They thought they could easily destroy this line of defense with their own strength. However, when they actually launched the attack, they found that things were far from as simple as they imagined.

The traps and mechanisms carefully arranged by the craftsmen caught the demigods off guard; the warriors and magicians cooperated tacitly and continuously attacked the demigods. For a time, the battlefield was full of swords and magic, and the fighting was extremely fierce.

After a hard fight, Tariq and his companions finally turned the tide of the battle with their advantages in numbers, wisdom, and most importantly, the aura of the protagonist. Although the demigods were powerful, they were unable to cope with the siege.

As the battle became more intense, the demigods gradually lost their initial composure. Although each of their attacks was still shocking, their domineering attitude had quietly faded. Sweat flowed down their ancient and weathered faces, intertwining with the desert dust, as if it was a mark carved by time and battle.

One of the demigods, named Estella, had a barely perceptible look of fatigue and struggle in his eyes. He whispered to his companion, a female demigod named Fiona, who was wearing a silver-white robe and holding a staff, "We seem to have underestimated their strength. This is not just a simple resistance, but an organized and strategic counterattack."

Fiona's brows were furrowed, and her eyes shuttled across the battlefield, finally stopping at Leah and Sophia. The two female wise men were calmly commanding the reinforcements, and every command just weakened their offensive. "They... are not simple." Fiona said softly, with both admiration and worry in her tone.