Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 379 - 66: Pursuit and Escape

The rain was pouring heavily.

The clock tower stood tall among the dark clouds, with a white jagged lightning flashing around it.

Following it was a rumbling thunder.

Holding a big black umbrella, Losa hid in a dark alley strewn with trash.

The area was full of old apartments.

There were hardly any pedestrians on the street, but occasionally there were groups of men in gray suits, patrolling alertly on the road.

The doors and windows of the surrounding houses were tightly closed, even the curtains were pulled tight, clearly having been warned by the Wolf clan.

It’s too difficult to hide here.

Losa estimated that the Yakxi Wolf clan had sent over a hundred people to hunt down Chelina.

Just for chasing one Chelina, they dispatched so many people. The power of the Yakxi family is indeed remarkable.

Comparing to the Blood Race, it should be like the rulers of the Blood Royal Court, the family Cepesh that Furinjira is from.

Losa put away the big black umbrella in his hand and leaned against the corner, finding it too cumbersome.

Remembering Chelina saying the Yakxi family maintains a hundred-strong combat force annually in the war against the Iskander Blood Race for Albania, yet they unexpectedly value this Basilicata remnant so much.

Could this be the so-called "Rather give to foreign invaders than to house slaves"?

It makes sense if you think about it.

Lose a war to an alien race, and you just lose Albania. But if the Basilicata family replaced them in leadership, it could plunge the entire family into irreversible doom.

As soon as Losa put down his umbrella, the sound of rain boots splashing in puddles was heard behind him.

Dammit!

Do these Wolf clan guys have a dog’s nose? So keen!

"Who are you?"

A burly man with a tattoo of a wolf head on his arm coldly stared at his back.

He wasn’t wearing a gray suit but had on a hooded black raincoat, with his exposed ears appearing brown-yellow.

Losa halted his steps and slowly turned around.

Who am I?

This has really stumped me.

According to the settings of the game world, he should belong to the captain of Yesterday’s Giant Ship.

A legendary character wandering the long river of history.

In this world, he belongs to a rarely seen character, widely known, but few have actually seen him.

In essence, it’s about recruiting people from various forces and exploring various dungeons, Yesterday’s Giant Ship being akin to his mobile territory.

But this kind of legendary setting clearly doesn’t match Losa’s current power; it’s too weak.

If he said that, nobody would believe him.

He considered his words, showing an innocent expression: "I’m just a traveler who just arrived in Saluzzo, lost contact with my friends, so I plan to meet them at the high point here, which is that clock tower."

"It’s forbidden for outsiders to enter here, you know, why don’t you tell me how you got past the blockade line."

The man approached swiftly, one hand in the pocket of his raincoat, evidently concealing a black muzzle.

Guns in the Yesterday’s Giant Ship World are driven by a mix of gunpowder and magic power, technically demanding, a cutting-edge product, difficult to mass-produce, and unable to grant ordinary people the ability to handle the Extraordinary.

The legitimate army rarely equips this weapon due to its cost.

But this also means that anyone qualified to use firearms is not weak in strength.

"I didn’t break in, there was nobody stopping me at the time...

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind wrapped in rain rushed toward the man.

Even though the man was ready, he couldn’t anticipate an attack in this form, losing his aim.

Bang, the sound of gunfire.

On the wall behind where Losa once stood, brick fragments flew; the power of this firearm was enormous, hitting a person could blow their head into a pulp.

He rolled on the waterlogged ground, simultaneously summoning a Blood Spear into his hand.

This stormy weather had a significant restraint on his Flame Magic.

He switched to a more proficient Blood Magic.

The spear flew, dodged by the man who sidestepped.

"So it’s the Cepesh family’s little runt, you’ve crossed the line."

The man’s expression turned icy.

The Yakxi family had been contending with the Iskander Clan’s Vampires for control over Albania, but they had always stayed neutral with the Transylvanian Cepesh family.

Could it be that the Blood Royal Court noticed the internal chaos within the Two Sicilies Wolf Race and finally decided to unite and launch an attack against the Wolf clan?

Losa explained somewhat helplessly: "I really am just a pure bystander, please believe me?"

"Just surrender."

The man sneered, "I will ensure your safety."

"So there’s nothing to discuss?"

"What do you think?"

This guy is quite skilled, though not reaching the Centurion level, he should be among the top tier under "Corner."

While plotting, Losa opened his hands, and numerous Blood Spears floated behind him, firing at the man.

Bang——

Gunfire resounded.

This guy, while dodging Losa’s spears, maintained terrifying accuracy.

The intense gunfire quickly attracted numerous pursuers.

Gray suits attacked from both front and back.

Losa suddenly felt coming here to aid Chelina was a mistake, considering Chelina could likely break through using her power, while he might end up trapped here.

Slightly inflated, huh?

Losa mused, perhaps due to his excellent performance in recent "BOSS" battles, he almost forgot he should be a commander-type role, not one adept at solo combat.

He had no intention of sticking around, revealing a Shining Cross Sword shaped light and slashed a window into the wall, charging in.

"Ah——"

The piercing scream of a woman mixed with a child’s cries sounded.

"Sorry."

He glanced at a trembling woman clutching a child on the bed, tossed a handful of silver coins from the money bag, proceeded to open the door and sprinted down the hallway, smashing through a window and jumping out.

The narrow terrain offered Losa a good chance to evade.

Meanwhile, the Yakxi family’s pursuers were clearly not going to ignore the lives of common people and launch large-scale attacks on Saluzzo’s territory.

Moreover, not everyone living here is ordinary.

Many Wolves often live among common people, especially those pure bloods indistinguishable from them.

Most of these belong to the Saluzzo family, though not as strong as Yakxi, they’re still one of the twelve prominent Wolf families, not easily insulted.

Losa had just made it onto the street.

From the rooftop, a massive Werewolf descended from the sky.

The Dragon Blood within Losa surged and flowed, the Dragon Mighty along with the Dark Lord’s pressure unleashed without reserve, causing the Werewolf attempting to entangle Losa to have their bloodthirsty expression replaced instantly by fear.

For Dark Lords concerning similar power dark entities, the pressure is merely thirty percent, but for weaker foes, it reached as much as fifty percent.

The Werewolf before him was evidently weaker than Losa.

This slight difference compounded with the Dark Lord’s weakening ensured he was completely powerless against Losa.

Swoosh——

The enormous wolf head was cut down by the sharp Cross Sword, and blood splashed onto Losa’s cheeks, soon washed away by rain, delaying him no more than a second before it was done.

Losa quickly scaled a wall, darted into a deep alley.

Fortunately, it was a stormy day, otherwise, he might not have been able to escape the pursuit from these keen-nosed Wolf clan.

He strove to calm down his intense heartbeat from strenuous movement and Bloodfall, glancing at the clock tower only separated by a street, without rushing in—it was surely a gathering place for the Yakxi family.

"Seems there’s no sound, could it be Chelina has already broken through?"

Losa pondered.