Adventure: My Skills Evolve Infinitely

Still, Lin Mo couldn’t help but feel that this strategy was a bit too simple.

He had always been a cautious person. He wouldn’t just attribute this to his opponents being simple-minded; instead, he began to consider the potential risks.

Silver Stream City placed a high degree of importance on the flanks of the battle line, and the speed of their intelligence relays and Combat Power deployment was extremely fast. Therefore, they had essentially eliminated the possibility of the Goblins launching a surprise attack from the sides to open a breach before any gaps in their Combat Power appeared.

However, this didn’t mean the front of the battlefield was easy to break through. On the contrary, because the center of the line was held by Silver Stream City’s regular army, it was actually the most difficult area to breach. While they might not be as strong as Adventurers in terms of individual ability, they were well-trained, had Excellent coordination, and were also relatively numerous.

’If I were the one commanding this battle,’ Lin Mo thought, ’I would probably choose to use a large number of Ordinary Goblins first, wearing down the human side by overwhelming them with sheer numbers.’

’As for the more powerful Goblins, I wouldn’t be in a hurry to send them out.’

But now, the Goblins were clearly doing the exact opposite. As if they were desperate for a quick victory, they had sent in their Elite troops right from the start.

’Such haste... there must be a reason...’

’But regardless of the reason, surviving the current offensive is the most important thing.’

Lin Mo stopped pondering and headed directly for the main battlefield.

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While a massive Goblin siege was breaking out in Silver Stream City, Lania City was, at this moment, peaceful and calm.

However, beneath this superficial tranquility, many hidden currents were surging.

"Second-in-command, this batch of tribute has been collected. What are your orders...?"

"Hm?"

The pale-faced, beardless middle-aged man frowned and looked at the speaker. "What did you just call me?"

The man’s eyes darted, and he immediately corrected himself. "Look at me, my brain must be mush... You are the Boss of the Blood Sea Gang now."

"Hmph."

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction. "I never would have thought... Before I could even finalize my plans, that piece of trash went and died in Silver Stream City. Heh... Still, it saved me a lot of trouble."

"Second—... Boss, the envoy from the other side is here."

The former second-in-command of the Blood Sea Gang, now its boss, had his expression change instantly. He immediately stood up and went out to greet them.

There, he saw a person dressed in a black robe standing outside the courtyard.

"Envoy, we’ve prepared everything. We’ll send the ’goods’ over right away."

The person waved a hand, their voice somewhat hoarse. "I’ve come to tell you on behalf of Madam Caroline that this batch of tribute no longer needs to be sent to the forest."

The boss froze for a moment. "Then... then where should it be sent?"

"Dispose of it, naturally."

After speaking, the black-robed person turned to leave. "As for how to dispose of them, I shouldn’t need to teach you. But I think you understand... Madam Caroline doesn’t want those ’goods’ to suddenly run out one day, nor does she want any unseemly news reaching her ears. Otherwise..."

"I understand, I understand..."

The middle-aged man, who just moments ago had been floating on air, basking in the joy of becoming the new boss, was now tense-faced, his entire back soaked in a cold sweat.

Only after the black-robed person had departed did he let out a sigh of relief and wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"That envoy... I don’t think I’ve ever seen them before?"

"No, Boss... The pressure from him just now was immense. I could barely breathe..."

The boss deeply agreed with his lackey’s words.

That person had given him an extremely strange feeling. Just standing before him had sent a gloomy chill through his heart, as if he were in a graveyard.

The pressure he felt from him was even greater than what he’d felt when he met Lord Caroline herself.

Moreover, his way of addressing Lord Caroline was merely "Madam Caroline."

’Forget it,’ he thought. ’It’s better not to speculate on the affairs of my superiors. I’ll just do as I’m told to avoid bringing trouble upon myself...’

"Boss, what about those goods?"

"Do I need to repeat myself? Just hurry up and dispose of them."

"Before we dispose of them, shouldn’t we...?"

The man’s eyes shifted, and a lecherous smile spread across his face. "It’d be a waste not to use them first, wouldn’t it...?"

"Do what you want."

The boss waved his hand dismissively. "Just don’t waste too much time."

After so many years in the gang, he knew he had to give his subordinates some perks to make them serve him willingly. It would help him secure his position as the new leader.

Besides, this was all a fortunate coincidence—a freebie that cost him nothing. He might as well let them have their fun.

Once he was done with his business, maybe he’d take a trip down to the dungeons himself to blow off some steam.

The boss didn’t notice a figure standing on the rooftop in the dark of night, watching him with a cold, indifferent gaze.

After leaving the Blood Sea Gang’s headquarters, the black-robed person suddenly turned his head and gave the high rooftop a meaningful glance, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Interesting... Things are getting more and more interesting..."

Although he had noticed something was amiss, he had no intention of giving any warnings.

Who the final winner was didn’t really matter to him.

The important thing was that there were losers. For him, as long as there were losers, that was enough.

If he could, he would have loved to muddy the waters even further—ideally, to make all three sides suffer a total loss.

"Well then, it’s time to check on the situation and add a little fun to this grand drama."

Cres pulled down the brim of his hood and walked into a dark alley. He then snapped his fingers, and a Skeleton Warhorse wreathed in black flames slowly emerged from a complex summoning circle...