In the old age, the existence of the sixth sense was denied by the scientific community until it entered the era of interstellar colonization.

However, at that time, the scientific community still believed that the supernatural could only be exercised through innate awakening, not by nurture exercise.

The times are evolving, and in the period in which the night is located, there is already a systematic and rigorous paranormal training program.

In multiverse parlance, it is to be able to strengthen the [Sixth Sense Sprout] all the way to the [Legendary Sixth Sense]!

To have the [Legendary Sixth Sense] is to have the ability to deduce [Chaos Mathematics] to the point of reaching the pinnacle, and to see a series of seemingly absurd but truthful facts in an incredible way.

It's like buying a lottery ticket.

The probability of winning the jackpot is tens of millions or even 1 in 100 million, and ordinary people can only rely on luck to buy it.

But the legendary sixth sense doesn't even have time to calculate or think about it, and it takes less than a second to get the desired result.

If this ability is applied to combat, Nightshade will reduce the amount of calculations required by 90%.

With a strong ability to predict, almost no one will be able to hit him.

At the same time, it is difficult for anyone to predict their own attack trajectory.

If the [Legendary Sixth Sense] continues to be enhanced, it can be upgraded to the [Seventh Sense of Sense], and you can even see a brief future clip without paying any price for it.

The sixth sense is a coveted ability for language spellcasters.

Part of the reason why Nightnight wants a sixth sense is because of the need for battle.

But more than that, I want to see my future.

Although the future is non-linear, changeable and unpredictable.

After the [Background Skill] is selected, Nightnight has obtained a new class ability [Wind Strike] in the [General Skill].

Wind Strike: After a long time of training, your attack speed will exceed that of most people, and you can slash the swallows in the sky with any swing of the knife, increasing your attack speed by 40%.

After meeting the preconditions, Cangye successfully trained the combat skill [Wind Slash], a high-explosive combat skill that can swing at least 12 swords in one second.

The Sword Fighter itself is a melee class known for its high attack and explosive ability.

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It's not just the night that is improving itself at all costs, it's also the mercenary group that came to help.

Even the major city-states took great pains to arm their soldiers.

The extravagant Hearthstone Castle even equips each soldier with a full set of steel equipment, a first-order sophisticated suit, and the price of a set is 5000~8000 gold.

Night's return of information has almost humiliated the entire Hearthstone intelligence agency.

Despite the ugly faces, no one would dismiss the intelligence that a scout had desperately sent back from the enemy's lair, especially if only 3 of the 50-man scout team was dispatched.

And the other two didn't go deep into the ogre territory at all.

In a world where there are endless evildoers like Prometheus, the truly stupid people would have died long ago if they didn't have a good background.

However, not many people believe that "there are legendary creatures hidden in the ogre city", and if there really is a legendary-level existence, then this group of damned ogres would have razed Hearthstone to the ground long ago!

The departure time is set for early tomorrow morning.

Everything was in the hands of General Calles of Hearthstone.

It was a sturdy Viking half-giant warrior with a pair of large, horns that snaked upwards on his head, and looked like a minotaur or an underground minotaur.

But the difference is that the Viking demi-giants still have a human face.

Among the murderous people, Calles called himself the "Graceful Murderer", a brutal general who was well-known in the nearby city-states, and everyone would be relieved to have him at the helm of an army.

The mercenary group that came to help in the battle, as well as the other 2,000 mercenaries, were reorganized.

Their goal was to clear the ogre territory before the army, opening a direct passage for the army to the wilderness city.

It's a scavenger rather than cannon fodder, and this kind of work is still relatively leisurely.

Soon, the mercenaries set off.

First, they reached the ogre territory as fast as they could on the march, and according to the map, there were two large kobold camps and a gnoll camp nearby.

The leader of this force is Kazan, the chief general of Falling Rock, nicknamed "Ghost Eye".

Mercenaries are different from armies, and each group has its own tacit understanding.

And it's hard to have a tacit understanding with other people, at least in this ghost place, no one wants to give their backs to people they don't know.

So, the ghost-eyed Kazan sees this.

He is only responsible for deciding the general direction, and the specific strategy is free to play by the major mercenary groups.

The Wolf Tooth Mercenary Regiment was not very lucky, and the draw was to attack the Gnoll camp.

After learning the news, every mercenary couldn't help but scold his mother.

Everyone knows that kobolds are cowardly ghosts like goblins, and they only dare to attack by relying on their numbers.

But once the kills exceeded one-fifth, morale immediately collapsed.

On the other hand, the Gnolls are as powerful as the Warfighters, and their speed is on par with that of the Wanderers.

An adult gnoll also needs at least two professionals of the same rank to be able to suppress the other steadily.

According to the intelligence, there are about five groups of gnolls living in the camp in front, and they have to face more than twenty adult gnolls warriors and three times the number of hyenas.

Comfortingly, Kazan sent the Blood Raven Mercenary Regiment to join him and the others, and his own side was three times as numerous as the Gnolls.

Nightnight infiltrates the gnolls camp alone to find out what to do.

After sensitively avoiding the hyenas, Cangye forced himself to cling to the tent with the smell of feces, and looked into the camp.

According to superbrain calculations, there are only about 30 gnolls in the entire camp, and there are only 5 adult male jackals, and the rest are all females and cubs, and there are not many hyenas in the house.

After a closer look, the night immediately sent a signal.

The next moment, the wolf-like mercenaries slaughtered into the gnolls' camp.

The five gnoll warriors were torn to shreds in the first moment, and after healing from his injuries, Anu directly slashed three with a giant axe, and the rest were divided among the people around him.

Less than five minutes after the battle ended, the gnolls camp fell.

The mercenaries hoisted a few wolf cubs at the gate of the camp as bait.

It wasn't long before the adult gnolls with their prey returned to the camp, but all they saw were a few dying cubs hanging from the doorway and the corpses all over the ground.

The leader let out a terrible howl and led all the gnolls to the camp in desperation.

Suddenly, countless strings sounded at the same time.

Whoosh!

One after another sharp swords burst out of the air from behind the tent and in the grass, and more than a dozen gnolloll warriors were instantly killed, and four or five were killed on the spot.

The night wields the scales and jumps out.

"Bloody Blade - Decapitation!"

The blade swirls with flames, and with a single blow, it severs the head of the gnoll leader.

"You successfully kill an enemy unit, drain life energy, and gain 3800 experience points."

In front of him, Anu roared in dissatisfaction, and only had to smash the two gnolls with a sharp blade to vent his anger.

The remaining gnolls and hyenas were all killed under the siege of several times as many mercenaries.

But there were also two unlucky ones who had half of their heads cut off by the tough gnolls, and one had two fingers cut off by a hyena.

It was the only casualty of the Ogre Camp that was swept away.

After looting everything of value and setting fire to the entire camp, the army continued to set off.

At the same time, two kobold tribes of more than 100 people were also completely wiped out, and the good news came one after another, and Kazan couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face.

This is a brutal race fight, where the winner must kill the loser, there is no right or wrong, and there is no goodness or mercy.