Hall, mayor of Gravel Town.
He is not from aristocratic background, let alone a title, but his military career has made this mayor, who is vigorous and fair, deeply loved by the residents of Broken Stone Town.
However, at this moment, the mayor was carried out of the secret room of the 'Dwarf Cup and Rice Bowl'.
Different from Eddie Caravan and others who had just died, the mayor had not only been dead for quite a long time, but the body had also been processed, showing a semi-mummy appearance.
"This, how is this possible?"
"In the morning, I even greeted the mayor!"
Old Bick looked at the corpse on the ground with an expression of disbelief.
Qin Ran frowned and thought.
Of course not because of old Piccolo's words.
The 'mayor' whom the other party greeted in the morning must be a fake, there is no doubt about it, but what puzzled Qin Ran was that since the other party killed the original mayor and pretended to be the other party, and for quite a long time , have not been discovered, so naturally it has been planned for a long time, and it is definitely not a whim.
Under such a premise, why did the other party keep the mayor's body
Some necessary treatments have also been taken to prevent insects from eating the corpse.
In Kieran's view, this was completely unnecessary and superfluous.
Subconsciously, Qin Ran squatted down and carefully examined the corpse in front of him.
There were no wounds on the surface of the body.
The bones were all intact.
"Poisoned?"
Qin Ran guessed, and his eyes fell on the back of the neck of the corpse, where there was a tattoo: half a sun rising from the flames.
Qin Ran is no stranger to this tattoo.
In the simple memory he was instilled, there is the origin of this tattoo: Burning Dawn!
Only soldiers of the Burning Dawn would have such tattoos.
"Was Hall born of the Burning Dawn?"
To confirm, Qin Ran asked the people around him.
"Yes, Mayor Hall was a soldier of the Burning Dawn ten years ago. After being wounded and retired, he returned to Gravel Town and served as the mayor."
"And so is Mr. Peters, the sheriff."
"The two were once very good friends and comrades-in-arms."
Marco, the still calm and collected militiaman replied.
"So that's how it is."
Qin Ran's eyes swept across the secret room again to remove the things outside the corpse, such as iron, bronze and some bound cowhide, and nodded thoughtfully.
…
Vaughan approached the mayor's office with a team of four.
The young militia captain waved his hand.
One of the four militiamen immediately stepped forward to check the gate and gestured behind him.
The door is unlocked.
The young man who understood the meaning of the gesture immediately brought the remaining three people forward and pushed the door open as lightly as possible.
The door shaft, which has been oiled all year round, was pushed open without making a harsh sound.
The young man surveyed the pitch-black room.
Vaughn, who was born as a hunter, is no stranger to the darkness, and his eyes can adapt to the darkness very quickly, so he quickly saw the mayor who fell to the ground.
The other person was facing down, unable to see his face clearly, but his figure and clothes should be the mayor he was familiar with.
The young man immediately made a warning gesture to his subordinates, and cautiously approached the fallen mayor.
The closer you get, the more the young man's heart sinks.
Since he entered the room, until now, he has not heard a breath from the mayor.
And when his palm touched the fallen mayor's calf, his heart sank directly to the bottom of the valley.
The stiff body was enough to tell the young man that it was a corpse.
"Damn it!"
The young man cursed inwardly.
For Hall, the young man respected him very much. You must know that his swordsmanship, reading and writing were taught by the other party and the long-dead Sheriff Peters.
For the young militia captain, the two are teachers and family members.
The death of Sheriff Peters a year ago made the young man mad and angry, but under Hall's persuasion, the young man still had reason.
But at this time, facing Hall's death, the young man who lacked a persuader was quickly overwhelmed by anger.
But he didn't forget Hall's body on the ground.
"I will definitely avenge you!"
With such an oath in his heart, the young man grabbed Hall's body and was about to drag it out.
But just as the young man grabbed Hall's body with both hands, the door that was originally opened behind the young man closed with a bang.
The heads of the four militiamen guarding nearby were twisted several times in a row. Amid the sound of the cervical vertebra breaking, they only let out a muffled grunt, and there was no sound.
The young man clenched the long sword in his hand the moment the mutation happened.
But nothing works.
An invisible force restrained the young man's body, hanging him in mid-air.
And then... the corpse moved.
In a way that violated the movement of the human body, the upper half of the body turned straight, and the muscles of the waist formed a weird spiral under such a rotation.
However, compared with the other party's cloudy eyes, such muscle spirals are nothing.
What kind of eyes are those!
The eyeballs are like glass balls covered with cracks, not only are they cloudy, but the cracks are filled with a scarlet luster, which is clearly visible even in this dark room.
"Vaughan, Vaughan."
"Why are you here?"
"I didn't intend for you to die so early."
Hall's voice sounded.
"Who are you?"
The young man's body is restricted, but his voice is not.
"who I am?"
"I'm Hall, the mayor of Broken Stone Town, Hall!"
"Besides, I also taught you swordsmanship and reading and writing. You won't just forget it, right?"
The other party laughed.
"The Mayor Hall I know is not a monster like you!"
The young man said harshly.
"Enrage the opponent and look for flaws?"
"Well."
"This is something I taught you in the first class, it's just... you don't master it very well!"
"I remember I told you that the premise of doing this is that you have to fully understand your opponent."
"And do you understand me?"
"Maybe you know who I used to be."
"but!"
"The me now is beyond your imagination!"
"I am far beyond ordinary people!"
"I will show you my strength!"
The other party laughed at the ignorance of the young people.
The other party slowly raised his arms, and the furniture in the room levitated following the other party's movements.
"see it?"
"Such power is unimaginable to you!"
"yes… "
In the frantic tone, the other party's voice stopped abruptly, and a palm protruding from the shadow pinched the other party's neck.
Flame rose from the palm of his hand.
The other party who was still showing off to the young man at the last moment could only wail at this moment, and quickly turned into ashes.
But things are far from over.
…
Outside Broken Stone Town, a strong man on a horse looked up at the moon in the night sky, took out a scroll from his arms, quickly tore it open, and threw it into the air.
call!
A gust of black wind blows out from the scroll, turning into a dark cloud to cover the moon.
The still bright moonlight suddenly dimmed, making the world dark.
The strong man who had done all this did not hesitate, raised his arm high, and swung it vigorously.
Immediately, a team of nearly a hundred people appeared behind the strong man. They all had hideous faces, showing killing intent, and holding swords, bows and crossbows.
Under the leadership of the strong man, they quickly approached Broken Stone Town.
No matter how rebellious a guy is on weekdays, he will obey orders honestly at this time.
Because, as everyone knows, they don't have much time.
And within this limited time, they had to rush into Gravel Town.
Looking at the gravel town getting closer under the night, the team began to adjust their state spontaneously without anyone reminding them, and after reaching the ideal distance, they launched a charge in an incomparable tacit understanding.
Rumble!
Hundreds of war horses charged at the same time, in this silent night, it was like thunder.
The militiamen guarding the gate of Broken Stone Town were knocked into the air before they could react, and died tragically under the hooves of the follow-up horses, turning into a puddle of meat.
And this group of guys who had been prepared for a long time threw the lit torches around.
call!
The gate of Broken Stone Town and the houses near the gate were instantly engulfed in flames.
Creating chaos and killing is what this group of guys are best at.
It can also be said to be what the bandits near the High Road do best.
Yes, this group of people is a group of robbers.
However, unlike ordinary bandits, they are more organized and more effective in fighting.
Similarly, it is also more cruel than ordinary robbers.
"kill!"
"Kill me!"
"Ha ha!"
Laughing wildly, the bandits who quickly broke through the gate of Broken Stone Town were about to expand their victories.
Wealth, women, none of them will be let go.
You know, they have waited for a year for today's action.
No one can stop them.
Nobody wants to stop them.
But as time went by, these robbers discovered something was wrong one after another.
Quiet!
It's so quiet!
There is no cry of the attacked after being attacked in the past.
Not even... arguably no one.
Except for the militiamen they met at the beginning, they didn't even meet a single person.
As one of the most notorious gangs of bandits near the High Road, the bandits in front of them were more vigilant than others in their cruelty.
They reined in their horses one by one and looked around.
In particular, the leading strong man retreated a certain distance and hid in the crowd.
But it didn't work.
They found nothing.
In the quiet town, there was still no sound, not even a single person.
No!
If you insist on sound, there is.
The sound of raging flames!
The flames devoured the wooden house, and the wooden beams made a crisp sound, and a faint aroma of oil filled it unconsciously.
Several robbers raised their noses subconsciously.
"Barbecue?"
A robber even murmured to himself.
Then, he found that the companions around him were watching him in horror.
The robber subconsciously looked down, and suddenly his face turned pale with shock.
At some point, flames burned on his body and quickly swallowed him up.
"ah!"
The wailing before death alarmed all the robbers.
Then, these robbers looked at the burning town gate behind them in horror.
The flames there seemed to have come alive, constantly absorbing the surrounding flames. After a while, a flame giant more than ten meters high appeared.
Roar!
With a low growl, a fireball the size of a millstone condensed in the hands of the flame giant.
The leading strong man didn't know what happened, and he didn't know why there was such a change in the gravel town waiting to be slaughtered like a lamb, but he knew what he should do now.
"withdraw!"
With an order, all the robbers began to flee.
As for an agreement with someone
The strong man in the lead couldn't care less.
What's more, in the eyes of the other party, the agreement itself is for tearing up.
Crack, clap!
The robbers beat their horses vigorously, hoping that the horses could run faster.
But the result was getting closer and closer to the flame giant.
Desperation began to spread among the bandits.
Especially when fireballs the size of millstones exploded among the bandits, and the bandits and their horses were blown to pieces, these vicious bandits collapsed.
boom! bang bang!
Their heads burst open one by one like watermelons run over by a truck.
The leading strong man is no exception.
At most, that is, before he died, he realized a little more clearly than his subordinates: this is an illusion!
This is of course an illusion.
A deadly illusion composed of [Gaze of the Half-Dead], [Gaze of the Dead] and [Illusion of Fear].
The bandits didn't break through the gate of Broken Stone Town at all.
No lit torches were thrown.
In fact, when they were tens of meters away from the gravel town, they all died with headshots.
Outside Broken Stone Town, the young militia captain, leading the militiamen under him, watched this scene dumbfounded.
The caravan guards and mercenaries gathered not far behind were even more horrified.
It was too much for them to believe.
As people who live near the High Road, it is not that they have never seen a strong man who can fight ten or a hundred with one, but a person like this who wiped out a bandit group with just one look, They are seeing each other for the first time.
Involuntarily, everyone looked at the figure standing outside the gate of Broken Stone Town.
The dark clouds covering the moon have slowly dissipated under the blowing of the night wind.
The dim moonlight shining on the crow feather suddenly became brighter, making that figure seem to be born from the moonlight.
Especially the indifferent eyes and expression, under the moonlight, there is a touch of calm elegance, just like the legendary nobleman under the moonlight.
"Son of the Moon?"
A low cry of surprise sounded.
Such exclamation immediately aroused bursts of discussion.
Everyone looked at Qin Ran differently.
Surprise, madness, awe, fear, the list goes on.
But Qin Ran ignored these discussions and gazes.
As soon as he raised his hand, he kept Hall's mummy at his feet, waiting quietly.
Ten seconds later, a sudden change occurred.
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