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Agamemnon stared sharply at the surrounding bandits, his hand slowly reaching for the revolver at his waist, while the other hand extended towards the massive sword on his back. He made a proposition to the fallen merchant: "Hey, since you're a merchant, I have a proposal for you. I'll be your guard for 5,000 universal credits. How about it?"
The merchant, shocked by Agamemnon's calm and confidence, quickly showed a glimmer of hope and replied, "If you can get me out safely, 10,000 universal credits is no problem."
Agamemnon heard this answer and his mouth curled up slightly. He quickly pulled out a gun with his left hand, while his right hand drew a huge sword from behind, the blade flashing with cold light in the air. This sudden movement made the bandits feel fear, they hesitated for a moment, and then rushed forward.
But Agamemnon remained calm. He agilely turned his body backward, instantly curling up, then exerted all his strength with his right hand, and a strong sword energy swept along the trajectory of the huge sword. In an instant, the charging bandit was cut in half, blood splattering everywhere.
Other bandits, seeing this situation, were momentarily shocked and at a loss. Agamemnon's combat power far exceeded their imagination. They began to retreat, hesitating whether to continue the attack.
Agamemnon's calmness and strength made the surrounding bandits appear fearful and hesitant. He gently shook the giant sword, its blade stained with blood from the intense battle. He quickly helped up the trembling merchant on the ground, then provocatively shouted, "Is there no one brave enough to face me head-on?"
At that moment, a rough and loud voice reverberated in the air: "I'm here!" With the appearance of this voice, the bandits seemed to regain their courage and excitedly shouted, "The boss is here!"
Slowly walking out of the woods was a huge man, with a fat and burly figure, holding a giant meteor hammer in his hand. He was wearing heavy iron armor and leggings, and his exposed arms were not only muscular but also covered with long, sharp hair.
Agamemnon immediately realized that the enemy in front of him was also a Half Blood. Judging from the giant's size and equipment, his combat power was definitely not to be underestimated. Agamemnon tightly gripped the handle of his greatsword, gazing at this new opponent with a mixture of vigilance and calm judgment.
The giant slowly approached Agamemnon, his heavy footsteps causing the surrounding earth to tremble. His eyes were fierce like a wild beast as he stared at Agamemnon, tightly gripping the meteor hammer in his hand, as if ready to unleash a deadly strike at any moment.
The giant lifted his filthy helmet, revealing his meaty face with a hint of arrogance in his smile. His eyes sparkled with the excitement of a warrior. "You are also a Half Blood? Hahaha, today I've encountered a worthy opponent!" His voice echoed through the forest, exuding rugged confidence.
Agamemnon responded expressionlessly, "Since we are both Half Blood, perhaps there's no need to fight to the death. Why not call it quits and go our separate ways?" His tone was calm, but his alertness remained undiminished in his eyes.
The giant laughed even louder when he heard this: "Are you kidding me? My brothers are all counting on me to support them. How could our Hedgehog gang let you off so easily?" As he spoke, he waved the meteor hammer in his hand, showing that he would not back down easily.
Hearing the giant's words, the surrounding bandits also burst into loud laughter, making the atmosphere even more tense. Agamemnon carefully examined the giant, then suddenly said, "Oh, you're Eldorado of Hedgehog, right? No wonder you look so much like a pig." His words carried a hint of sarcasm and provocation.
After hearing Agamemnon's words, the giant revealed a mocking smile. His eyes sparkled with provocation as he loudly responded to Agamemnon, "Yes, I am the Eldorado of Hedgehog, and this name carries a lot of weight around here. You, a Half Blood from who knows where, dare to speak such words in front of me. You really have nerves of steel!"
Upon hearing the name Eldorado, the surrounding bandits became even more excited and fervent. They seemed full of anticipation for the impending battle, shouting Eldorado's name and heating up the atmosphere.
Agamemnon looked at the Eldorado in front of him, his calm gaze showing no signs of weakening. He knew that facing such an opponent, only by giving his all could he possibly achieve victory. He tightened his grip on the massive sword in his hand, ready to meet Eldorado's attack at any moment. Agamemnon shrugged and said, "No small talk?“
Eldorado looked at Agamemnon and suddenly raised the meteor hammer in his hand, letting out a deafening roar, then charged towards Agamemnon. Every step he took seemed to make the ground tremble, and the meteor hammer drew a terrifying arc in the air, heading straight for Agamemnon.
Agamemnon swiftly dodged, avoiding the heavy blow from Eldorado. His movements were quick and precise, showcasing his extraordinary combat skills. As Eldorado's attack missed, Agamemnon immediately counterattacked, swiftly thrusting his sword towards Eldorado's side.
This battle may seem like a clash of strength, but in reality, it is more of a contest of skill and wisdom. Agamemnon knows well that he must use speed and agility to combat Eldorado's massive size and formidable strength.
Eldorado saw the attack fail and launched a charge. The force of Eldorado's charge was astonishing, like a wild boar out of control, carrying immense destructive power. Agamemnon resisted as best as he could, but was still pushed by Eldorado's force to an open grassy area by the side of the road. The soil on the grass was churned up by their footsteps, creating a cloud of dust.
In this intense physical confrontation, Agamemnon felt the continuous surge of animalistic power emanating from Eldorado. Each impact was accompanied by a strong vibration, causing Agamemnon to feel immense pressure. His legs sank deep into the mud, and he struggled to stabilize himself, preventing Eldorado from completely knocking him down.
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