Chapter 265 Death List

"Crack!" "Crack!"... Intensive face slaps sounded, and bloody teeth flew out from the mouths of more than a dozen adventurers. In just a moment, those rude adventurers were slapped by Fiona and Otto. Les was all pumped away from the air, lying on the ground covering his face and moaning in pain, one of their cheeks bulged high, and all of them were swollen.

Such a sudden change suddenly made the tavern full of people completely quiet, and almost everyone looked at Morea in the direction of the door.

"Isn't this the humanoid magic gun that opened the way for the paladins at the city gate? What are you doing here?"

"Hey, maybe this big man also..."

"Shut up, can you, do you think this lord can't hear what you said and wants to be beaten?"

After just a moment of silence, the drinkers who came to have fun began to whisper, because Morea's previous behavior greatly increased his popularity in the city, so someone quickly recognized his identity.

Morea ignored the whispering commentators, got up from the ground and flew towards the bar. Behind him, the outlet released a wisp of dragon power, looked around at the drinkers, saw the tavern became silent again, and suddenly showed a malicious smile.

"Call out the person who is talking about you here, Hui Yu!" Staring at the bartender who was wiping the wine glass from the beginning to the end, and his face was calm, Morea said indifferently.

"Sorry, my lord, I don't understand what you're talking about." The young bartender still looked cool, wiping his glass with his head down, "If you're here for a drink, please leave."

"Heh!" Morea waved back, too lazy to say anything more. It is much easier to ask questions with a sword on someone's neck than to ask politely.

"I don't know what to do! But the gold-level human ants dare to neglect our highness." The Red Dragon Outlets grinned, stepped forward, reached out, and the bartender who pretended to be aloof was unable to resist the force. Grab his hair and slam it on the bar.

Broken wood shavings and crystal shards splashed around, and a huge gap appeared on the solid wood bar, which the outlet had smashed out with the bartender's face.

"Ah!" The bartender, who had hidden his cultivation and strength, roared, and the gold-level fighting spirit in his body burst out, forming a pair of dark armor on his body, and then he wanted to fight back with a look of anger.

But the cruel reality gave him a slap. His fighting qi armor was easily torn by the outlet with his bare hands. The young bartender roared, but was caught by the red dragon with a grin and smashed it into the ground.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? Ants are ants,

It's not that you can get stronger by roaring. "Outlet stepped on the bartender's head and said with disdain.

"Stop it!" After the Red Dragon Outlets had ravaged the bartender for more than a minute, almost toying with him, an angry shout stopped, and Shanshan was late, echoing in the bar.

It's a pity that few people in the tavern have heard this powerful cry, because after the bartender showed his gold-level aura, the adventurers slipped out like rabbits one by one.

There is no intention to stop and watch the battle at close range. The battle of the strong can only be seen from a distance, and if you look closely, people will die. Those terrifying combat actions are enough to destroy and affect all the weak.

"Finally out!" Morea looked at the figure slowly appearing in the air, still posing with him, turned his head impatiently, and looked at the hell purgatory: "Myers, hand it over to you, Ask all I want to know. Live or die."

After finishing speaking, Morea walked out of the bar regardless of the reaction of the sullen old man who had already revealed his figure. Go outside and wait for the results of the interrogation of your two dragon followers and devil servants.

A human old man with a first-order soul, and three non-human soul-will peaks can't be solved. Morea feels that they can end their own lives by themselves, so as not to lose face with their own race.

"Ah!" When Morea walked out of the tavern, a shrill scream came out of it. Moreya looked up, and I don't know when, an enchantment had enveloped the tavern, so that every movement in it was transmitted. not in the outside world.

"Not bad!" Morea nodded towards Fiona, who had established the barrier silently.

As expected of the old dragon, the experience is rich.

... Not long after, Miles walked out of the tavern with a satisfied look on his face, holding a scroll full of names.

"Master! You asked everything you wanted."

You must know that even in hell, soul-level souls are not something you can get if you want. This thing is a cherished resource, but you can’t get it. Now, it’s less than a day after being summoned by Morea, he will Got a soul-level human soul. Although it is a little weak, it is still a soul.

"This is?" Morea took the parchment scroll in Miles' hand and looked carefully.

"This is the list of which Demon Hunter Knight you want to assassinate." Miles bowed and replied, "All of them have given the Gray Wings organization the task of assassinating the Demon Hunter, and they have all paid the deposit. "

"Are there so many people who want to kill Leon?" Morea's face showed a faint smile, "Very good, I really saw it."

"These forces that want to kill the Demon Hunter Knights are divided into three groups. The first group is the nobles who are related to the dark race, the second group is the nobles with dark blood, and the last group is lurking in this place. "Dark Races in the City"

"Your Highness, these lowly creatures have already violated your danger. I suggest killing them all." Red Dragon Outlets suggested murderously, Red Dragon most likes to kill.

"Yeah!" Morea nodded gently, "Fiona, send the location of these dark races lurking in the city and this list to the Church of the Good God, let them solve it.

As for these nobles, we are responsible for solving them! The church is inconvenient. "

"..." Myers, the hell fiend, moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he gave up in the end. He felt that he had killed so many nobles at one time, and it seemed a little arrogant... But as long as he thought that they offended Morea, it seemed like he deserved it.

...in a manor in the city of Patrick's Fortress,

"I heard that the assassination attempt by the Gray Feather Organization failed," a pampered young nobleman with an abnormally pale skin looked at his butler.

"It is said that they were all captured alive by the golden dragon at the entrance of the city. They should be under interrogation now." The elderly butler who seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder bowed and replied.

"Caught? A bunch of trash" the noble youth scolded angrily, "Won't you confess us?"

"No, Gray Feather's assassin can be trusted."

"What if the interrogation comes out and you find us along the way?"

"Then what will happen to us? Your lord, you are a noble in the kingdom, and the church has no right to judge you."

"Yes." The young noble laughed proudly when he heard this, but at this moment, "Whoa!" With a sound, the sunlight from the outside fell on him.

The young aristocrat's smile froze on his face, he looked over his head, the ceiling of his villa was overturned, and a young man with black hair and golden eyes looked down at him indifferently and reached out to him...