Chapter 948 Son of the Moon (Two Chapters in One)

Hall, the mayor of Gravel Town.

He is not a nobleman, nor does he have a title, but his military career has made this resolute and fair mayor deeply loved by the people of Gravel Town.

However, at this moment, the mayor was carried out of the secret room of the 'dwarf wine glass and rice bowl'.

Unlike Eddie Caravan and others who had just died, the mayor had not only been dead for a long time, but his body had also been processed and presented a semi-mummy appearance.

"How is this possible?"

"I even said hello to the mayor in the morning!"

Old Bic looked at the corpse on the ground with a look of disbelief.

Qin Ran frowned in thought.

Of course it won't be because of Old Bic's words.

There is no doubt that the 'mayor' whom the other party greeted in the morning was fake, but what puzzled Qin Ran was that since the other party had killed the original mayor, pretended to be the other party, and for a long period of time , were not discovered, so naturally it took a long time of planning, and it was definitely not a whim.

And under such a premise, why did the other party keep the mayor's body?

Some necessary treatments were also carried out to prevent insects from eating the corpse.

In Kieran's opinion, this was completely unnecessary and unnecessary.

Subconsciously, Qin Ran squatted down and carefully inspected the corpse in front of him.

There were no wounds on the surface of the body.

The bones were all intact.

"Poison?"

Qin Ran guessed, his eyes fell on the back of the corpse's neck, where there was a tattoo: half of a sun rising in flames.

Kieran was no stranger to this tattoo.

In the simple memory he was instilled, there was the origin of this tattoo: Burning Dawn!

Only soldiers of the Burning Dawn have such tattoos.

"Is Hall from Burning Dawn?"

To confirm, Qin Ran asked the people around him.

"Yes, Mayor Hall was a soldier of Burning Dawn ten years ago. He was injured and retired before returning to Gravel Town and serving as the mayor."

"So does Lord Sheriff Peters."

"The two were very good friends and comrades-in-arms."

Marco, the reasonably calm and collected militiaman replied.

"So that's it."

Qin Ran's eyes once again glanced at the objects in the secret room except for the corpse, including ironware, copperware, and some tied cowhide, and he nodded thoughtfully.

…

Vaughn approached the mayor's office with a group of four people.

The young militia captain waved his hand.

One of the four militiamen immediately stepped forward to check the gate and made a gesture behind him.

The door is unlocked.

The young man who understood the meaning of the gesture immediately led the remaining three people forward and pushed the door open as gently as possible.

The door shaft, which has been oiled all year round, was pushed open without making a screeching sound.

The young man's eyes scanned the dark room.

Vaughn, who was born as a hunter, was no stranger to darkness, and his eyes could adapt to the darkness very quickly, so he quickly saw the mayor who fell to the ground.

The other person was facing down and couldn't see his face clearly, but his figure and clothes suggested that he was the mayor he was familiar with.

The young man immediately made a warning gesture to his subordinates, and then cautiously approached the fallen mayor.

The closer he got, the more the young man's heart sank.

From the moment he entered the room until now, he had not heard a breath coming from the mayor.

And when his palm touched the calf of the fallen mayor, his heart sank to the bottom.

The stiff body was enough to tell the young man that it was a corpse.

"Damn it!"

The young man cursed in his heart.

The young man respected Hall very much. You must know that his swordsmanship, reading and literacy were taught by him and the long-dead Sheriff Peters.

To the young militia captain, the two were teachers and family.

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.

At this time, facing Hall's death, the young man who lacked persuasion was quickly overwhelmed by anger.

But he didn't forget Hall's body on the ground.

"I will definitely avenge you!"

With this oath in his heart, the young man grabbed Hall's body and prepared to drag it out.

But just as the young man's hands grasped Hall's body at the same time, the door that had been opened behind the young man closed with a bang.

The heads of the four militiamen who were guarding the area were twisted several times in succession. Amid the sound of their cervical vertebrae breaking, they only made a muffled groan and then became silent.

The young man clenched the sword in his hand the moment the change occurred.

But it has no effect.

The invisible force bound the young man's body and hung him in mid-air.

Then... the body moved.

In a way that goes against the movement of the human body, the upper half of the body is turned straight over, and the muscles in the waist form a strange spiral under such rotation.

However, compared with the opponent's cloudy eyes, such muscle spirals are nothing.

What a pair of eyes those are!

The eyeballs were like glass balls covered with cracks. Not only were they turbid, but the cracks were filled with a scarlet luster, which was clearly visible even in this dark room.

"Vaughn, Vaughn."

"Why is it you who appears 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 person 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'll show you my power!"

The other party laughed at the young man's ignorance.

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 beyond your imagination!"

"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.

Flames rose from his palms.

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, everyone knows, they don't have much time.

And within this limited time, they had to rush into Gravel Town.

Seeing Gravel Town getting closer and closer under the night, this team of people began to adjust their status spontaneously without any reminding, and after reaching the ideal distance, they launched a charge with tacit understanding.

Boom!

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 were well prepared threw the lit torches around.

call!

The gate of Gravel Town and the houses near the gate were instantly engulfed in flames.

Creating chaos and killing is what these guys are best at.

It can also be said that it is what the bandits near the High Road are best at.

Yes, this group of people is a group of robbers.

However, unlike ordinary bandits, they are more organized and more effective in fighting.

Likewise, he is more cruel than ordinary robbers.

"kill!"

"Kill me!"

"Ha ha!"

With a loud laugh, the bandits who quickly broke through the gate of Gravel Town were ready to expand their victory.

Wealth and women, they will not let go of any of them.

You know, they have been waiting for a year for today's action.

No one can stop them.

No one should try to stop them.

But as time went by, these robbers discovered something was wrong.

Quiet!

So quiet!

There were no cries of the attacked after being attacked in the past.

Even...it can be said that there is 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 bandit gangs near the High Road, the bandits in front of them were not only crueler than others, but also vigilant.

They reined in their horses one by one and looked around.

In particular, the leading strong man retreated a 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 I had to talk about the sound, there was some.

The sound of blazing flames!

The flames engulfed the wooden house, the wooden beams made a crisp sound, and a faint aroma of oil filled it unconsciously.

Several robbers twitched their noses subconsciously.

"BBQ?"

One of the robbers even muttered to himself.

Then, he found that his companions around him were watching him in horror.

The robber subconsciously looked down and was shocked.

At some point, the flames burned on his body and quickly engulfed him.

"ah!"

His dying cry alerted all the robbers.

Then, the 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, or why the gravel town, which was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, had such a change, but he knew what should be done now.

"withdraw!"

At the command, all the robbers began to flee.

As for an agreement with someone?

The leading strong man couldn't care less.

What's more, in the eyes of the other party, the agreement itself is for tearing up.

Bang, bang!

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 kept exploding among the bandits, and the bandits and their horses were blown to pieces, these ferocious bandits collapsed.

boom! Bang bang!

Their heads burst open one by one like watermelons run over by a truck.

The strong man in the lead was no exception.

At most, before he died, he had a clearer understanding 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].

This group of robbers did not break down the gate of Broken Stone Town at all.

No lighted torches were thrown.

In fact, they were all killed by headshots when they were still dozens of meters away from Gravel Town.

Outside Gravel Town, the young militia captain led his militiamen and stared at this scene in stunned silence.

The caravan guards and mercenaries who gathered not far behind looked even more frightened.

It was so unbelievable to them.

As people who make a living near the Supreme Road, it is not that they have never seen strong men who can fight one against ten or one against a hundred, but a person like this who can wipe out a group of bandits with just one look, But it was their first time seeing them.

Involuntarily, everyone looked at the figure standing outside the gate of Gravel Town.

The dark clouds that obscured the moon had slowly dispersed under the blowing of the night wind.

The dim moonlight shining on Crow Feather suddenly became brighter, making the figure seem to be born from the moonlight.

Especially the indifferent eyes and expression, under the moonlight, there is a touch of leisurely elegance, just like the legendary noble prince under the moonlight.

"Child of the Moon?"

A low cry of surprise sounded.

Such exclamations immediately aroused waves of discussion.

Everyone looked at Kieran with a different look.

Surprise, madness, awe, fear, the list goes on.

But Qin Ran ignored these discussions and gazes.

He raised his hand and found Hall's mummy still at his feet, waiting quietly.

Ten seconds later, a sudden change occurred.

PS two-in-one chapter~

Feilong's stomach feels uncomfortable again. I don't know if he has eaten bad. He has been running to the toilet since last night...

It's really soft-handed and soft-footed.

The two chapters are combined into one, everyone is watching first, the fat dragon crawls to rest, and hopes to recover tomorrow...