There was no need to look back, just the smell of sulfur in the air told Jason what had happened.

Explode!

A bang like never before!

An explosion that directly tore apart the 'Dark Guardians' of Tauer!

The carriage stopped again.

Jason and Peters stood on top of the carriage and looked at Tauer.

Half of the taur is in ruins!

The explosion point is in the center, and the energy released in an instant turns into a huge shock wave, turning the center of Tauer into ruins, and from the perspective where Jason is standing, Tauer at this moment looks like a strange flower, with ugly petals and hideous stamens.

Just looking at it is extremely uncomfortable.

Jason's face was rather ugly.

It's not because of the embarrassment that the speculation just went wrong.

But......

The danger of the 'revival society' made Jason more and more cautious.

A conformist enemy is not terrible.

The scary thing is that this enemy has learned to change!

Moreover, it has changed in a way that is unimaginable to ordinary people!

Jason is sure that before this explosion, I am afraid that no one would have thought that the 'Renaissance Society' would use explosives.

And because of this, they managed to land a perfect victory.

It is difficult for ordinary people to empty a city, but under the premise of being well prepared, it is not a difficult thing for the 'mysterious side'.

However, it is quite difficult to completely destroy a team of guards on the 'mysterious side', and each of them is not weak.

Because, these guards are not only familiar with the 'mysterious side', but also must have a very tacit understanding of cooperation, if they see that the situation is not right, they will definitely escape, even if they kill a few, there will be more escapes.

Unless a trap is set and the attacker has an absolute advantage in numbers and strength.

But what kind of trap is more suitable than the explosives just now?

Easy, simple, and straightforward.

"How, how...... How can this be......"

Peters muttered distractedly.

His hand involuntarily rubbed the hilt of his short sword, and his whole body trembled.

Peters' perception of the Revival Society is quite mixed.

On the one hand, he disagrees with the radical approach of the Renaissance.

On the other hand, he agrees with the concept that the Revival Society adheres to the concept of "tradition" and insists on cold weapons and bare hands.

Can ...... now

The Revival Society also used gunpowder!

The last piece of Peters' heart began to crumble.

"Sure enough, 'old guys' like me and you should retire from the stage of the times."

Touching the familiar hilt of his sword, Peters thought silently.

Not now, though.

Peters has not forgotten his promise to be a 'coachman'.

Although it is only used to disguise identity, a promise is a promise and will not change.

"Mr. Jason, we need to get out as soon as possible."

"The annihilation of the entire army of Tauer's 'Dark Defenders' will definitely make a big move for the Federation."

"If you are entangled by them, you will definitely not be able to reach Hanse Harbor before the 26th."

Peters reminded.

Jason nodded immediately and returned to the carriage.

He will not refute the facts of what is to come.

In Jason's mind, he had already thought about what the rumors would be like in the coming days.

Not only Tauer, but also the nearby towns must be surrounded by many federal investigators.

After thinking about it for a while, Jason said directly:

"Peters, get around the nearby towns......"

Speaking of which, Jason paused slightly, his cautious personality came into play again, making him unconsciously want to expand the scope of this bypass, and immediately, Jason made a decision.

"Bypass Rob as well, and we'll go farther away to resupply."

"Yes, sir."

Peters couldn't agree more with the decision.

If it weren't for the lack of supplies and the carriage wasn't his, Peters even wanted Jason to abandon the carriage and walk with him to the harbor of 'Hans' from a more remote place.

From evening to dawn, and then to the afternoon of the next day.

The carriage sped all the way around the towns in the direction of Taure.

As the carriage approached Rob's range, Peters finally slowed down.

It's not that Peters doesn't want to go around Rob directly, but the two horses pulling the cart are too tired, and if they run any further, I'm afraid they will die of exhaustion on the spot.

Jumping out of the driver's seat, Peters raised his hand to stroke the tired horses, massaged them with a special technique to eliminate their fatigue, and at the same time, began to feed the horses with good bean cakes, and then, brought two large buckets of water to the two horses, so that they could drink as soon as they lowered their heads.

The horse stuck out its tongue and licked the water.

In the interim, Peters carried two buckets of water.

There is a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

It's a natural love for animals.

When the two horses had eaten and drunk enough and began to rest, Peters knocked on the door of the carriage.

Knock, knock.

Hearing the noise, Jason put down the book, pushed the door and walked down.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jason."

"I hid my identity before."

As soon as Jason stepped out of the carriage, Peters couldn't wait to say, Jason didn't speak, and listened quietly to Peters' story.

"I came from the genre 'Cat Cave', and as Hume said, I inherited the name 'Black Cat'."

"Hume, it's the young man you've seen at the Shire Dealership before."

"He is my junior brother, and I don't know when he joined the 'Revival Society'."

At the mention of Hume, Peters' tone was one of concern.

He didn't want to admit in his heart that Hume knew the final big bang, because that betrayed Hume's words and deeds all along, it was a deception to him.

However, he also wanted Hume to know, because only then would Hume be safe.

Otherwise, with Hume's temper, something would definitely happen.

And the 'Revival Society' will not show mercy to the troublemakers.

After taking a few breaths, Peters suppressed the worry in his heart and pulled the topic back:

"As you know, the creation of the Confederation has made all genres a thing of the past."

"Within range of countless cannons, the glory of the past is annihilated."

"All that's left is the 'griffin'."

"Or rather, the 'griffon' is the victor."

"After all, the current Federation is called the 'Griffin Federation.'"

Speaking of this, Peters smiled bitterly.

The tone that followed was even more somber.

"We should have thought a long time ago that when the 'Griffin' defeated the only master of the genre's era, they would have gained crucial victory chips, but no one was willing to give up the power and wealth of the time."

"Eventually, the Great War broke out."

"'Cat Cave', 'Bear Tower', 'Wolf Castle', 'Snake Cave', 'Eagle Cliff', 'Tiger Mountain' and other genres have all perished."

"At least ......"

"On the surface, that's true."

"Most of them did die under the artillery, but a small number of people are still alive, some of them are like me, hiding their identities, and some of them have gathered together to form the 'Revival Society'!"

At the mention of the establishment of the Revival, Peters fell into a brief silence.

When he spoke again, it was no longer to tell, but to ask.

"Can I ask you a question?"