Chapter 1730 With Bad Intentions

He saw the strange changes in Sika City under his extraordinary [Tracking] vision.

Didn’t you see the Temple of War?

Unless the God of War has fallen.

But under the extraordinary [Tracking] vision, the God of War is still extremely bright and dazzling. Obviously, even though the God of War suffered a certain amount of damage in the 'Black Disaster', it was not a fatal injury. Still alive and kicking.

So……

Why did the other party turn a blind eye?

"Is it a long-term strategy to catch the big fish?"

"still……"

"Is there cooperation between the two parties?"

Qin Ran thought silently.

Then, he quickly gathered his thoughts and exited the field of [Tracking].

Because he felt the malicious gaze.

Very hidden, very careful, fleeting.

Kieran didn't catch the other party either.

However, the corners of Kieran's mouth turned up involuntarily.

…

The carriage has stopped.

Ashcano, the coachman and bodyguard, shouted in a loud voice:

"Mr. Bol, Sir Colin, we are here!"

"Yanan Hotel, I hope the boss has prepared honey barbecue and sausages. I hope to have some honey with it."

Ashcano said impatiently.

"Ash, I think you should go with mint, it's good for your teeth."

"Besides, we should get rid of our loot first."

"Don't forget, there is your share in it."

After Bol opened the door and got out of the car, he reminded his bodyguard, then turned aside and respectfully welcomed Qin Ran out of the car.

"This is the Yharnam Inn."

"Located in a corner of Sika City."

“Quiet, clean, and the boss is very welcoming.”

Bol said, pointing to the hotel in front.

It is a two-story building made entirely of stone. The first floor is the gate and has three large windows. You can clearly see the people coming and going inside. The second floor has small windows. It is obviously for accommodation. However, Qin Ran and his party live there. The small courtyard next door - this is also the area of ​​​​Yanan Hotel. In front of the door of the small courtyard hangs a sign slightly smaller than that of Yanan Hotel: a large wine glass with wine overflowing.

The signboard has been around for a long time and has become mottled and no longer visible, but the boss is just as Boer said, very enthusiastic.

"Welcome, Bol."

"And Ashcano."

A fat man came out, wearing a cotton coat, with only a few hairs left, and a very kind smile. He gave Bol a bear hug, and the two sides patted each other's backs vigorously, and said to Ashcano It was the same, even, as if it was a competition, the two of them slapped each other's backs harder and louder.

When the fat boss walked up to Qin Ran, he was already grinning, but he still insisted on saying:

"I just drank too much yesterday, otherwise you wouldn't have had any reaction from me."

"Hello, I'm Horuf."

The fat boss did not hug Kieran as before, but smiled and extended his hand.

"Hello, Colin."

Qin Ran gave a false name.

"Colin, it means powerful - I can see that you are a guy worthy of this name, because there is no way that there will be waste around this guy."

The fat boss smiled and nuzzled at Bol, who immediately looked at Kieran worriedly.

After discovering that everything was normal and Qin Ran was not angry at all, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, for the sake of everyone's safety, the fat boss said first without letting the fat boss speak again:

"Horuf, I need your help."

"These trophies."

"And this prisoner."

Bol said.

"Leave it to me, I will give you a satisfactory price."

The fat boss easily picked up the prisoners of war and the bundle of weapons. Instead of returning to the hotel lobby, he walked to the yard on the other side, where the signboard of 'Yanan' was also hung, which was also the fat boss's property.

Undoubtedly, the other party is definitely not just a hotel owner.

Similarly, Boll chose this place not just because of the enthusiasm of the boss.

"Horuf is a guy worth trusting."

"He used to work as a bounty hunter, but as he got older and got out of shape, the life of running around was no longer suitable for him, so he chose to stay in Sika."

"Of course, initially he chose Etantinople, but you know, the housing prices in Etantinople made him have to settle for the next best thing."

Bol said, his voice lowered.

"Colin, if you need anything, you can come to him."

"He has quite a collection."

"It's a pity that my strength cannot match these collections, and he refused to sell them to me. But, Colin, you must have no problem."

"Yeah?"

Kieran became interested instantly.

The pronunciation of "precious" in Boer's mouth was emphasized.

Kieran naturally received such an obvious reminder.

He knew what it meant.

However, Kieran did not walk over immediately, but asked Bol: "What should I pay attention to?"

"Horuf is a guy with no inhibitions."

"He doesn't believe in any gods, and even hates them."

"So, you'd better not mention any of the gods, as for the rest?"

“That’s Kimpton.”

Bol replied seriously.

Qin Ran nodded and walked towards the small courtyard, while Bol took Ashcano towards the small courtyard on the other side. Before Horuf paid the corresponding payment, Bol thought he needed to Take good care of your two horses and check the carriage.

And Ashcano is a helpful helper.

"Ash, we need to speed up if we don't want to turn lunch into dinner."

Bol said this.

"Um."

The bodyguard nodded vigorously.

The speed of action is faster.

And Qin Ran had already entered the small courtyard.

The small courtyard in front of you has the same style as the main building of Yanan Hotel, with a tough feel. Several fire pots rising in the courtyard dispel the severe cold in winter.

Horuf took off his cotton-padded clothes and inspected the bundle of trophies in his unlined clothes. When he saw Qin Ran walking in, he raised his hand to signal, and immediately a young and strong man brought a chair.

Qin Ran keenly noticed that there were thick calluses on the tiger's mouth of the opponent's hands, and his steps were light.

It was obvious that he had received corresponding training in swordsmanship.

"Thanks."

Kieran said politely.

The guy smiled shyly and stepped aside.

"Did that bastard Bol recommend my collection to you?"

Horuf asked.

Kieran nodded without denying.

"That bastard is really good material to be a businessman."

"It's a pity that at first I thought he could be my apprentice."

"That's why I let that bastard see those things. Come on, I'll show you."

Horuf said, clapped his hands, stood up, and walked straight to the room on one side.

The guy on the side took over Horuf's place and began to check the trophies.

Kieran glanced at the other party with interest.

Horuf explained:

"He learned a long time ago what to do."

"I just tried it because my hands were itchy."

Qin Ran nodded again, but still didn't speak.

Horuf pushed open a door in the room in front of him and made a gesture of invitation, but Qin Ran stood there motionless, with a half-smile on his face.

"Are you wary of me?"

"Do not worry."

"Although I, Horuf, am not a good person, I will not do anything to my guests."

"What's more, you were introduced by Bol."

Horuf laughed.

The fat Horuf doesn't have that ferocious look, especially when he smiles, he makes people feel good about him, and because of his size, he feels very reliable.

Even in Kieran's eyes, the other party was extremely sincere at this moment.

So, Qin Ran nodded, raised his foot and kicked the opponent.

boom!

Horuf flew directly into the room.

Immediately, the opened door closed instantly.

Crunch!

"Ahhh!"

Amidst the sound of flesh and bones being crushed, bursts of screams resounded. Even through the tight door, they resounded throughout the entire courtyard, but the shy man behind him seemed not to hear it. He lowered his head and counted the trophies, checking whether they were new, old or worn. Even when Qin Ran walked in front of him, the other party had no intention of changing.

Qin Ran just looked at each other.

Time passes minute by minute.

Qin Ran didn't seem to care about the time at all, standing there leisurely, his face and body indifferent.

The Burmese guy's expression changed from meticulous at first to panic, and even his body began to shake.

Blood appeared on the other person's face.

Drops of blood overflowed from the pores.

In an instant, that intact face turned into a bloody gourd.

Not only did it bleed, it also corroded the body.

After a while, the man, including his clothes, turned into a pool of blood, but Qin Ran didn't even look at the blood, and just walked out of the hospital.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Kieran met Ashcano.

The tall and muscular Ashcano walked around the entrance of the hospital anxiously. After seeing Qin, his face immediately showed joy.

"That's great, Sir Colin!"

"My head is missing!"

"Can you help me find it?"

As he spoke, Ashcano picked up his ax gun, pointed it at his neck, and struck down with the axe.

puff!

The huge head flew high into the air.

Then, he fell to the ground and rolled to Qin Ran's feet.

The mouth was still trembling.

"head!"

"Where's my head?"

"Help me quickly..."

puff!

A clear voice came from Ashcano's head, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.

Because, Qin Ran raised his foot and crushed the head.

The body holding the ax gun froze on the spot.

It obviously did not expect such a development.

What he didn't expect was that after crushing his head, Kieran kicked it to the ground, grabbed the axe, and chopped it into pieces.

The same shreds as dumpling fillings.

"Sir Colin, what are you doing?"

Bol, who heard the sound, ran out of the yard and was shocked when he saw what happened.

Then Boll was split in half with an axe.

When he was dying, Bol's face was full of confusion, and he didn't understand why Kieran wanted to attack him.

The hotel door opened.

The guests inside looked at Kieran in fear.

Some people keep retreating.

Some people screamed loudly.

The patrol team from Sika City came and they started fighting with Kieran.

A one-sided battle.

The entire patrol was massacred.

Then, the elite of Sika City also joined in, but for Kieran, it had no impact.

The battle is still the rhythm of massacre.

Gradually, Sika City was infected with blood.

The sun disappeared into the sky.

A bloody moon rose from the Yanan Hotel. There were fewer and fewer living people, and more and more dead people. When the number of corpses reached a certain level, those corpses began to resurrect.

One by one, they climbed up from the pool of blood.

Some of them maintain their original appearance.

some……

Completely turned into a monster.

There is no doubt that Kieran is the most powerful among the monsters.

Standing among many monsters, he roared up to the sky, and tore off the blood-covered clothes on his body. His body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, his mouth protruded forward, fangs and claws appeared uncontrollably, and his hair became thicker. long.

Just a second later, a huge black werewolf stood under the blood moon, looking up to the sky and roaring.

…

"Success!"

"My Lord's 'favorite' has appeared!"

Fanatic voices came from somewhere underground in Sika City.

A man who had lost his legs roared excitedly, his voice trembling with excitement.

Opposite him, a man without arms was equally excited.

"The best 'favorite'!"

"The best truth!"

"Everything in the illusion will become real after the 'Beloved One' wakes up - praise you, the great one!"

As he spoke, the man without arms knelt on the ground in an extremely weird posture and shouted with a fanatical expression.

He needs to listen to his God, what's next.

Just like what he had done before: looking for a foreigner with strong strength and status, and making him a 'favored one'.

He found Kieran.

Or to be precise, he recognized Ashcano and knew that Ashcano was serving Bol again, and that Bol was a guy who worked hard to improve his status.

So the person who asked Boer to treat him with respect must naturally have a certain status.

As for strength?

He felt it more truly.

He's not really close yet.

His whole body trembled.

It's a tremor of fear.

powerful!

Undoubtedly powerful!

Exactly what his Lord requires of him.

Therefore, he couldn't wait to take action.

At the moment when the carriage stopped, he prayed, and he let his Lord look at his 'favored one'.

He believed, under the watchful eye of his Lord.

The one with great strength who makes him tremble will obey.

Will become the 'favored one' they have been waiting for.

Then……

They wanted the 'favored one' to sacrifice the entire city of Sika to welcome their Lord's coming.

And now?

Just listen!

Listen to their Lord!

Of course, you must pray sincerely before doing it again.

"O supreme Lord!"

"Please listen to our prayers. We pursue your will, bow to your greatness, hold your name, and will shine in the world. Everything we have is given by you..."

The man without arms and legs began to pray.

As pious as ever.

But there is a difference.

Not them.

But their Lord.

Because, this time they heard the voice of their Lord very clearly, the voice trembled slightly and shouted——

"Help, help!"