System: Build My Own Territory

Not only he saw it.

The surrounding bandits with gloomy expressions also saw the figure of the shadowy woman.

Including Hall, who sat on the log!

Hall's gaze was fixed on the shadowy woman, and a look of fear emerged in his originally hollow eyes.

He wanted to stand up.

But realized at that moment, he had already lost the power to stand...

Like an old man approaching his death.

Hall's gaze shifted to Anthony beside him, and with difficult and intermittent words, he spoke.

"An... Anthony... my lord..."

"Please... save me..."

"I really... don't want to die..."

Anthony heard Hall's voice, Fan Ke heard Hall's voice, even Tyrone heard Hall's voice.

But they made no move.

Silently and quietly waiting for the shadowy woman to approach.

The shadowy woman walked closer and closer.

Perhaps due to extreme panic, Hall's body began to sway.

He seemed to use all his strength to stretch out his right hand and grasp Anthony's arm armor.

Hall's purple-black lips moved: "My lord... save me!"

Anthony still made no sound or movement.

Hall wanted to struggle to say something else, but the shadowy woman had already reached his side.

A slender right hand fell upon his shoulder.

Hall's body trembled rapidly, suddenly standing up and running forward.

The shadowy woman stood still in place, staring straight at Hall's back.

In the next moment.

The shadowy woman transformed into pitch-black lines, flying towards Hall amidst the terrified eyes of the bandits.

Boer, bound to a tree, looked at Hall coming towards him, and his heart also became terrified.

A few pitch-black lines surpassed Hall and, in his frightened gaze, turned mid-air, drilling into his mouth, nose, ears, and mouth.

Like the sound of a drowning 'Ulu' from Hall's mouth.

Hall wanted to raise his hand to stop them, but found it was to no avail.

Only a few seconds passed.

Hall's head drooped, weakly kneeling on the ground soil.

Watching this scene.

Boer's heart was aghast, forcing himself to swallow.

He never dreamed that within the Iron Blood Brotherhood Bandit Corps there existed such a strange and terrifying presence.

Until now, Hall finally understood why the Storm Mercenaries, who were clearly stronger than the Iron Blood Brotherhood, would join them.

And understood why the Iron Blood Brotherhood knew that Master Lynn's territory contained things they wanted.

All mysteries could be attributed to the unknown.

Ugh!

A hurried gasp sounded again from Hall's mouth.

Simultaneously, Hall's drooping head also lifted, facing the night sky above.

Boer understood that the shadowy woman had seized control of Hall's body!

When Hall stood up, his hollow eyes were already shrouded in pitch-black...

Suddenly.

Hall's head turned, looking at Boer bound to the tree trunk.

Boer's heart was aghast; he hurriedly lowered his head.

Hall's stiff body seemed coated with animal grease, becoming nimble and agile.

He stepped forward towards Boer, a sharp voice like a woman's mixed with a man's voice emerged from his mouth.

"Isn't this Lord Boer Hansen? Why are you tied to a tree?"

Instantly recognizing his identity, immediately uttering his name?

A bold idea appeared in Boer's mind.

It's because of the shadowy woman's instructions that these bandits targeted Master Lynn!

With this thought, Boer's conviction grew stronger.

It must be so!

As Hall spoke, Anthony and Fan Ke stepped forward behind him.

Anthony said nothing, while Fan Ke respectfully called out: "My lord..."

Upon hearing the call, Hall turned to look at her and inquired: "How long have you kept him captured?"

Fan Ke explained: "Five hours now!"

"Logically, if the Lord behind the city walls knew Boer was captured and wanted rescue, they should have arrived at this forest with the riding speed..."

"But even now, none of the scouts we sent out have returned to report information..."

Hall fell silent.

Boer heard this, feeling a faint disappointment, soon replaced by relief.

He didn't know the true armed soldiers Master Lynn possessed.

However, faced with bandits surrounding from front to back, even with armor's sturdiness and the long spear's might, it would come at a heavy cost!

A few seconds later.

Hall's pitch-black gaze glanced again at Boer, "It seems the lord is even more stable than I imagined."

He withdrew his gaze, looking at Anthony who hadn't spoken, speaking: "Lord Anthony, since that's the case... shall we begin implementing your plan?"

Anthony's brow raised; he said nothing, turning to walk towards the bonfire behind him.

As he walked, he let out a low, forceful shout.

"Everyone, gather."

Under Anthony's words, the bandits sitting around the bonfire stirred.

They stood up, finding empty ground to stand, stationed before Anthony.

Minutes later.

The open space beside the bonfire was filled with figures.

Anthony's gaze swept across their tense and bewildered faces; his heart was filled with contempt.