"Damn it, which guy doesn't have eyes and dares to ignore the orders of the Red Silk Army?"
With a loud sound, the door of Mrs. Magis's tavern was knocked open, and then dozens of people rushed in. For a while, this deserted tavern suddenly Very lively.
The leader is a burly man with a height of nearly 2 meters. His name is Dunerkosk. This guy is wearing a pair of crude leather armor, with muscles protruding all over his body, and his two small mung bean-like eyes are emitting a fierce light. , make no mistake, he is a savage.
The barbarian tribe located between humans and orcs is just a small race in the Noah Continent, with a small population, only a few million including the old and the weak, women and children. Fighting is powerful. Although they belong to human beings, in terms of cultivation, they are more focused on the power of orcs.
Therefore, these barbarians are all muscular, men and women alike, not only that, barbarians are also proficient in all kinds of weapons, especially throwing weapons, such as hand axes, javelins, etc. On the battlefield, this But a force to be reckoned with.
When the Red Silk Legion came to the Noah Continent, the barbarian tribe actually surrendered to the Red Silk Legion first, and even worked for them. This move surprised many people.
Of course, there are still great benefits to surrendering the Red Silk Legion, especially when the Red Silk Legion is in full swing, Dunerkesk is just a small chief of the barbarian tribe, and he became the picket leader without much effort, and With the help of the Red Silk Legion, his strength directly broke through from the master level to the elementary level of the sanctuary, and became the strong man in the sanctuary that everyone dreamed of.
Dunerkosk has a deep understanding of the strength of the Red Silk Army, so he is more willing to work for the army.
In name, the picket team monitors, inspects, and manages the behavior of people wearing armbands and the logo of the Red Silk Army, but in fact, the picket team has great power. They can directly arrest anyone without trial and throw them in a black prison. Torture them slowly, and even die in prison without anyone knowing.
In short, the picket team is a disgraceful organization, and the black prison is an even more eerie existence. Basically, in the Undercity, as long as Dunerkosk yells that voice, even law-abiding people will I was so scared that my legs went limp.
But now, Dunerkosk was a little surprised. The guy in the necromancer costume in front of him, without any logo of the Red Silk Legion, was sitting there with a big thorn, eating the beef he just made, and drinking ale with a calm face , They didn't take them seriously at all.
"My lord, it's him!"
At this time, one of them pointed at the table. Needless to say, it was the man who ran out to inform the informant just now. His eyes glanced at the necromancer.
"Lord Dunrkosk!"
Maggis had no choice but to run out to salute Dunerkosk, while Christine stared at the informant man viciously, her eyes full of contempt.
At this moment, the few guests in the tavern had all run away, leaving only the mother and daughter of Maggis, the pickets, and the young man who didn't wear any logo.
"Yo! Not bad!"
Dunrkosk laughed, "I heard someone report that someone was wandering the streets without armbands in broad daylight, and went into a pub to drink. To be honest, I still don't really believe it... Now there are still people who have the courage to dare Disobey the orders of the Red Silk Army!"
He nodded slightly and sneered, "Necromancer... hehe... Necromancer..."
At this time, Dunerkosk narrowed his eyes, and in an instant, the hearts of the accompanying pickets shrank suddenly. This was a signal that Lord Dunkersk wanted to kill someone.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?"
While speaking, Dunerkosk kicked up his leg and kicked a table next to him away. The poor table hit the wall with a "bang-" sound and fell apart...
This moment of standing up made the tense atmosphere in the room suddenly drop to freezing point, and murderous intent overflowed, making Mrs. Magis and Christine and her mother tremble with fright.
However, the guy in the necromancer costume was not affected. He ate like no one else was there, and took a sip of the fragrant ale from time to time, as if he didn't care about them at all. At this time, he raised his head and saw Glancing at Dunrkosk, he uttered a word lightly.
"roll!"
"what?"
Not only Dunrkorsk and his pickets, but even Maggis' mother and daughter were stunned. They seemed to be unable to believe their ears, and a ridiculous thought arose in everyone's mind. If this guy hadn't been If he wants to die, then he is definitely a lunatic.
No one dared to challenge the authority of the picket team, not even the powerhouses of the God Realm, because behind them stood the Red Silk Legion. Maybe a powerhouse of the God Realm could easily kill Dunerkosk, but he would definitely be attacked by the Red Silk Legion With the pursuit and killing of many strong men in the God's Domain, under the iron-fisted rule of the Red Silk Legion, it is absolutely impossible for a strong man who does not obey orders and is not under control, and the strong men in the God's Domain are no exception.
Dunerkosk was stunned for more than ten seconds, standing there like a fool. With his savage wisdom, he didn't know how to deal with this matter. The reason was very simple, because there was no precedent.
No one dared to say "no" to the Red Silk Army on Noah's Continent, since the destruction of the Scourge Church.
However, Dunerkosk would not think that the young man in front of him is a strong man in the domain of God, the reason is very simple, because he is too young.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Dunerkosk, who had recovered from the shock, laughed, "Okay, good, it's the first time I've met someone like you... Interesting!"
"I wanted to use your flesh and blood to wash my steel axe, but when I looked back, this way of death is too cheap for you..." Dun Erkosk stared at the necromancer coldly, with a cruel smile on his face And ferocious.
"I think you should be arrested and thrown into the black cell of the picket team. You have to go through 80 kinds of torture. Don't worry, we have professional executioners who can enjoy the whole process under the premise of guaranteeing your life..."
Hearing this, Christine sighed from the bottom of her heart, this guy... is absolutely doomed, basically no one who enters the black prison can come out alive, no matter whether he is guilty or not.
However, Maggis was extremely nervous. She was afraid that she would be involved in the incident before her. After all, the man was caught in her tavern. appetite.
The strange thing is that the young Necromancer still sat still, holding a knife and fork with his elegant fingers, dancing on the plate of beef in front of him, and the cooked beef covered in sauce was put into his mouth piece by piece .
"Catch me!"
Dunerkosk tidied up his clothes, and shouted with a straight face. He seemed to hear the ruthless shouts of the team members, and the young man struggling unwillingly, but was finally caught and thrown into a dark prison. He even I could hear the sound of torture instruments torturing the flesh, and the howling and begging for mercy of the poor young man.
For a long while, no one moved, and the tavern was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop to the ground, only the sound of the knife and fork in the hands of the necromancer in front of you.
Everything Dunerkosk thought did not happen at all!
"You idiots! Are you deaf? I tell you to arrest this guy..."
Dunerkosk became furious and yelled at the pickets.
Still not moving!
At this time, Dunerkosk suddenly felt something was wrong. The cold sweat on his forehead flowed down with a "shua-" and he turned his head to look. All the subordinates he brought stood there with their mouths wide open, motionless, they had already lost the characteristics of their lives.
"Bang... bang... bang..."
Dozens of people fell down at the same time, and the pickets without vital signs were corpses one after another.
"what?"
Dunerkosk was really shocked this time. Just now, twenty or thirty of his subordinates lost their lives silently.
It's all like magic!
How did he do that? This necromancer... who the hell is he
Dunerkosk's fingers trembled, and his heart was full of fear. He had too many questions in his mind. He didn't know the identity or strength of the opponent, but one thing was basically certain. The person in front of him was eating and drinking calmly. The young man who is eating beef and drinking ale is far superior to him.
Could it be... he is a strong man in God's Domain
Thinking of this, Dunerkosk's heart shook violently, and his mind was completely awake.
Walk!
Out of the instinct of life, Dunerkosk yelled, and rushed out of the door like a wounded beast.
"Bang -" sounded.
Without warning, Dunerkosk's head exploded like a watermelon, and blood mixed with brains splashed onto the door of the tavern...
It turned out that it was that simple to take a person's life. Of course, this was for the young man in black robe who was sitting upright. He didn't even move his chair.
"Woo-"
Maggis and Christine hugged each other tightly in fright, their bodies were trembling, and their faces were as pale as paper. All the changes in front of them were too fast. the hunter.
Although they didn't know what happened, everything in front of them was obvious.
Who would have thought that this young man in the necromancer's robe would hide such a powerful strength
This indifferent young man was still sitting there, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him, he finished the beef in front of him leisurely, put down the knife and fork, and drank the glass of ale again, from his arms He took out a white handkerchief from inside, wiped his lips lightly, and then put it back. At this time, he stood up slowly and walked gently in front of Maggis and the mother and daughter.
"You...you don't want to hurt my daughter..."
In front of the frighteningly powerful young man, Maggis tried her best to pretend to be calm. In fact, she was terrified in her heart, and her voice trembled slightly.
Christine was hugged tightly by her mother. At this moment, she really saw the face of that terrifying young man clearly. It was an ordinary, featureless face.
It's just that this face gave Christine a very familiar feeling, and she tried hard to remember that she must have seen this face somewhere.
Finally, a flash of light flashed in Christine's mind, and the face of the young man in front of her completely coincided with the face in the Undercity Square...
"It's him!"
Christine was stunned, it was a name that resounded throughout the Noah Continent...
The young man smiled. He stretched out his left hand, stroked Christine's hair lightly, pinched her little face, and said softly to Maggis.
"The beef here is well done, but the ale is a bit weak..."
After finishing speaking, the young man smiled slightly, and without looking back, he strode out.
saved!
Mrs. Magis breathed a sigh of relief, but the daughter in her arms cried out.
"Ron...you are Ron!"
Christine broke free from Mrs. Magis' embrace and rushed out of the door like an arrow leaving the string. But at this moment, but outside the open door, where is the shadow of that young man still seen
"Master Ron... he is finally back!"
Christine felt warm in her heart. She had lived in the Dark City for many years, and she knew what Ron's arrival meant. At this moment, hope was rekindled in her heart.
Ron is back!
That's right, Ron is back. At this moment, Ron is walking on the empty street in the center of the dark city with firm steps. In his eyes, the fire of vengeance is burning...