Valker's eyes widened as he looked at McGonagall, his eyes full of disbelief, his sword fell to the ground, made a clang, fell backwards on his back, opened his mouth and spat out two mouthfuls of blood, staring at McGonagall until he died.

Blood slowly spilled from behind him, staining the black gravel floor and small puddles red.

The smell of blood made McGonagall frown, and the hand hanging beside her trembled, killing people was not something that could be done easily after all.

However, McGonagall has no regrets about killing Valk.

Because he's a damn man, and because he's touched McGonagall's bottom line.

By the time he showed greed towards Amy, he was already a dead man.

He wants to tell him in a father's way that little Lori is for petting, and if he has thoughts that he shouldn't have, then he can die.

"Father is so powerful!! Amy closed her eyes, but clapped her little hands and shouted.

"Yummy! The bad guys are dead! Mother, we are saved! Jessica shook Rebecca's hand and cried out happily.

Rebecca opened her eyes in surprise, looked at Valker lying in a pool of blood, and McGonagall, who was still standing in place, hugging Jessica and crying with joy.

"Old ...... The boss is dead! ”

The doglegs looked at Valker, who was lying motionless in a pool of blood with a peach branch stuck in his heart, and the big man who had been kicked in the face by McGonagall let out a scream like a pig, and struggled to get up.

"Run! Killed! ”

The other doglegs also looked similar, struggling to get up and run away, regardless of the pain on their bodies.

Valk, who was extremely powerful and invincible in their minds, was killed, and he used a peach branch, which was incredibly fast.

They didn't even see Valk resist, they died without any resistance, and only used a sword to kill a second-level knight, what kind of terrifying strength does this guy have?

Their hearts are broken, and they just want to get out of here and get as far away from this horrible creature as possible.

"Shall I let you go?" McGonagall asked coldly as she looked at the doglegs who were about to run away.

The figures on the faces of the dogs suddenly froze, and the legs that had just stepped out stopped suddenly.

Even Valk didn't have any power to fight back in his hands, how dare they run in front of him, how could they run!

"My lord, please let us go! We are all forced, we are all good people, it is Valker who does worse things than us! ”

"Yes, please let us go, we won't dare to do it again, we will only be a good person in the future."

The dog's legs, which had turned into a pig's face, knelt down directly with a pop, and cried while kowtowing.

The others also fell to their knees and began to cry about how helpless they were, forced by Valk to do things that violated their conscience.

"You were forced, I can believe it, but to say that you are good people, sorry, I am not stupid." McGonagall looked mockingly at the people who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

He won't kill them, because this is a crime, unlike a duel, it will be difficult to get out after being entangled, but he will definitely not just let them go, because what they have done is enough to make them die many times, and it is obviously a good choice to let the Gray Temple or the City Lord's Mansion handle this matter.

……

"Master Blandley, something seems to be going on over there, shall we go over and take a look?" In an alley not far from the mine's family quarter, a member of the Grey Temple reported to Brandley, who was leaning over to observe a large charred pit.

"What's going on?" Brandley straightened up, looked at the man and asked, this morning they received a report that there was an anomalous magic fluctuation here, and a house was burned down, so he brought someone over early in the morning.

It was a fifth-level magician who released the Flame Burst Technique, but there were no casualties at the scene, just an abandoned house, and there were no more destroyed places, which was not very threatening, and could be characterized as a first-level incident.

"It seems to be a duel between two knights, there was nothing, but it was a little strange that the duel happened there, and the families of the miners who died over the years lived there." The man said hurriedly.

"The families of the miners who died?" Brandley pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

……

"Is Valc dead?" The eyes of the onlookers in the distance burst into disbelief.

A little old man picked up a stone from the ground, and walked towards this side with a slumped figure, his wrinkled face was black and red, and the black mineral powder seemed to have melted into his skin, looking at the corpse of Valk lying on the ground, there was only hatred in his eyes.

A man walked out of the door of the black bungalows and walked towards him.

Most of them were old men and women, and even some children, and their faces were puffy because of the long period of time, and they had the same wooden expressions, and the hatred in their eyes was the same.

They clutched the stones they had picked up from the ground, stones as hard as they were, and walked in silence.

McGonagall looked at the men approaching with the stones in her hands, a little surprise in her eyes, hesitated, and retreated to the bike.

"Father, you are so powerful, but what are they going to do with the stones in their hands?" Amy asked a little strangely as she looked at the people who had gathered around from both sides.

"Revenge." McGonagall reached behind her and gently covered Amy's ears and eyes, and looked at the old people, women and children who passed by and walked towards Valk and the doglegs.

"Mother?" Jessica looked up at Rebecca with some confusion.

"Don't look at Jessica, you're not like them, you're the girl who wants to be the best tailor in the City of Chaos, and you still have dreams." Rebecca held Jessica in her arms, put her hands on her ears, and closed her eyes as well.

"Poof!"

The stone smashed on his body and brought blood with him, accompanied by a terrible scream.

The stones of different sizes were soon stained with blood.

There are dead and living.

The numb faces, after being stained with blood, seemed to become a little more vivid, with a hint of relief and a glimmer of hope to live again.

"Somani, my poor daughter, I have avenged you! I've avenged you! The rickety old man bit an ear in his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it directly, was squeezed out of the crowd, and knelt directly on the ground with a poof, looking up to the sky and crying.

The cry was contagious, and it soon spread, accompanied by desperate screams and bitter complaints, venting the hatred and despair in their hearts with stones and blood.

"What are you guys doing! Spread out! Woodrow's Patrol is here! Do you want to be caught! ”

At this moment, a high-pitched voice sounded, accompanied by the sound of a knife being drawn.