Chapter 2942 Rumors

This middle-aged man's strength is really good. Even in Zephyr Continent, he can be regarded as a backbone - he must be at least level eight or nine.

With his strength, he could be worshiped as a great god in Mosache City, the first town where I lived in the Demon Realm.

And even if he wasn't in Mosache City, just in this town, maybe no one would dare to look down on him.

But unfortunately, it was me he met.

Because the difference in strength was too huge, and he didn't look like the hero in a hot-blooded comic who could leapfrog his enemies, the crushing ending happened without any suspense.

I only stretched out two fingers and firmly clamped the spear body with magic runes on it.

The middle-aged man wanted to pull out the gun body that was clamped between my two fingers, but he found it extremely difficult!

He looked at me in surprise, but couldn't see my face clearly - nonsense, of course I have to wear a mask to do this kind of prank, otherwise how can I see anyone with my face in the future?

Seeing him startled for a moment, I quickly took action and struck him with a knife, which knocked him unconscious.

Catching him, he gently put him to the ground, then put the steel gun aside, and then walked out of the door.

Nothing happened all night.

Early the next morning, news of the attack on members of the Oath Keepers that night swept through the entire town like a tsunami.

What are the Oathkeepers?

It is one of the strongest organizations in the demon world!

Do any of their members dare to beat them up?

And he beat up several of them at once?

This kind of achievement is really admirable!

Along with the news that members of the Oath Keepers were beaten, various rumors followed.

Some people suspected that this was done by the Kaxiu sect. After all, the Kaxiu sect was a group of extremely vicious people, and they might have beaten up these poor young people for some ulterior reason.

Some people also suspect that the Spin Demon will do it. Everyone knows that the Spin Demon will be the strongest summoner organization in the demon world. The biggest difference between a summoner and a battle mage is that one summons babies to help fight, while the other will The magic turns into something called a dazzling pattern, and uses the power of the dazzling pattern to fight the enemy.

One of them relies on group fights, and the other relies on one-on-one combat. Naturally, they have not dealt with them since the beginning of the establishment of the organization.

The former laughed at the latter for being alone and pitiful, while the latter mocked the former for being useless friends.

Anyway, there are three words: don’t deal with it.

Since the two organizations do not deal with each other, it is inevitable that there will be some quarrels and fights between them.

Some people also suspect that Tarakuta did this.

Tarakuta is an organization of elemental magicians. Their fighting method is purely to borrow the power of elements, which is completely different from the way battle mages borrow their own power.

With different fighting styles, there are naturally differences in concepts. One believes that magic is power, and as long as you master enough magic, you can do anything. The other believes that magic is just the icing on the cake and can only assist in combat. Function, what really exerts the effect of a big killer is the weapon in the hand and the martial arts on the body.

The concepts are so different that the relationship between the two groups is not much better.

In fact, the relationship between the two groups is indeed not very good, and there will be some disputes from time to time, but they rarely rise to the level of fighting.

What's more, some people think that this matter is an internal dispute among the Oathkeepers, the product of a conflict between two groups of Oathkeepers who dislike each other, and the conflict escalated.

In short, there are many different opinions.

But as I listened, I found the only similarity, that is, no one suspected that this was done by the ancient library.

I was curious about this, just like the shopkeeper asked why no one suspected the ancient library.

Since I was drinking and chatting when I made inquiries, the shop owner just assumed that I was drunk and spouting nonsense.

Faced with the funder's nonsense, the shopkeeper naturally responded to his request: "You don't know yet? The organization in the ancient library was a group of weirdos with their minds full of imagination, inventing and creating things that were not useful all day long. I don’t think I have enough time, how can I have the time to do this?”

So it turns out that magic scholars are just a bunch of weirdos with their imaginations full of imagination. No wonder they don’t doubt it.

Even if this matter were placed in Zephyr Continent, no one would suspect that they did it.

"Are you sure?" I asked, "Who is the perpetrator?"

"Are you sure?" The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head: "How can you be sure? That guy didn't even leave a trace. The city lord's intelligence department had people come down, and even the dog with the best sense of smell was used. , but I couldn’t find any clues. Hey, let me tell you, the person who committed the crime was either a god-like guy or a ghost. Otherwise, how could he have committed the crime without leaving even a trace!"

Amidst the chatter and laughter of the shop owner, I responded with a smile, and at the same time thought to myself: "It would be weird to have clues!"

After the incident, I climbed over the wall and left the city overnight. About one kilometer away from the town, I took off my coat, put on new clothes, burned and buried the coat on the spot, and then slowly climbed over the wall and entered the city again.

When I came out, I was sweating a little, but when I came back, I felt clean and refreshed. Even if the city lord sent out hunting dogs with an incredible sense of smell, the clues would only stop at the place where the clothes and dust were burned and buried.

Moreover, the sense of smell of this group of hunting dogs is not very good. They have been wandering around the city. Occasionally, a few of them will stop when they reach the entrance of the city wall and howl at them. When they leave the city gate, they will only After only finding a dozen meters, there were no more clues.

After the shop owner left, I closed the door and came to the table, holding a chicken leg and laughing non-stop.

"What are you laughing at?" the blue witch pouted, dissatisfied.

"Nothing" I responded with a smile.

"Stop laughing!" she said with an unhappy look on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked curiously.

"You blame the laughter for being so unpleasant and affecting my appetite!"

She pulled off the other chicken leg fiercely and bit off a third of it, even breaking the bones. I was so shocked that I stopped laughing.

After a while, I asked cautiously: "You seem very unhappy?"

"Hmph!" She put on a bad face at first and didn't want to pay attention to me, but after a few minutes, she couldn't help it anymore: "It's so shameless to bully a girl in the middle of the night!"

"That's not bullying, it's a lesson." I said, "Didn't you see the appearance of that aristocratic young man? His legs were broken, his ribs were broken, his body was covered in bruises, his face and arms were scratched, and his grandma couldn't even recognize him. So, You don't sympathize with the tragic ending, but you sympathize with the girl."

"Nonsense! I'm a girl too! It's even more uncomfortable when I think of being beaten until my nose is bruised and my face is swollen, and I can't even see anyone anymore!"

The blue witch crushed the chicken bones in her mouth.