The man in the tattered trench coat and top hat stared at the black figure in disbelief.

When?

The throat stirred several times, wanting to spit out such a question, but after the powerful level of attack power of [Aka's Blade] was combined with the attribute [Soul Hunter], the extremely strong level of attack power reached had caused fatal damage to it, and it could only helplessly raise its arm and point at Qin Ran.

Then, the arm hung down heavily, and the whole body fell apart.

Call!

In this basement, as if a strong wind was blowing four or five levels, one after another translucent bodies appeared here.

Overlapping and densely packed, at a glance, it looks like a compressed can of sardines.

Most of these translucent bodies are confused, their eyes glazed, and their illusory bodies flutter like smoke.

The rest is full of fear.

They look at each other in fear.

They looked at Qin Ran with fear.

One by one, they floated in mid-air, shouting hysterically.

Such a cry cannot be heard by ordinary people, but it shocks the soul.

Qin Ran looked at the mental judgments one by one, raised his eyebrows, and the [Aka Blade] in his hand pierced the arm of the figure who shouted first.

Laugh at!

It was as if water had been poured on a red-hot iron pillar, and after a puff of smoke rose, the ghost suddenly became as if the wind could blow it away.

Suddenly, all the shouting figures stopped.

They looked at Qin Ran with more and more fear.

And Qin Ran?

Word by word, he said, "Now you are liberated, so, go where you need to go—now, immediately, immediately." ”

The emphatic tone made these figures feel stressed.

They looked at each other, and a child's figure was the first to move.

It turned into a little firefly and floated into the distance.

A lady's figure followed.

The two fireflies drifted farther and farther away.

Like dominoes, the remaining figures turned into fireflies, even those who were dazed.

Countless fireflies converged into one and immediately illuminated the unfinished building.

The people of the North District looked at this place blankly.

A lot of curious and good things guys immediately came here.

But more of the guys are watching from a distance.

And some people who are familiar with what this is, their faces are frightened.

Among them, several of them are running towards the busiest streets in the North District.

Before he could get close to the low house, which was surrounded by colorful lights, one of them was already shouting, "Lord Utta! Utta-sama! ”

After shouting a few times in a row, a guy who was still shirtless and fat as a mountain in late autumn squeezed out of the low house.

"Got it, got it."

"What do you shout?"

The fat man with a sideways face looked at the few people in front of him angrily.

Under the gaze of this fat man, several guys who can be regarded as big names in the North District trembled all over their bodies.

"I'm sorry, Utta-sama, but ......"

"I said I got it."

"If you want to live, stay away from that."

With that, the fat man squeezed back into the low house again.

Bursts of laughing female voices came from inside the room.

Several people outside the house obviously knew each other's temper, and did not bother again, and ran towards their respective territories one after another, and began to restrain their subordinates.

Utta, who was in the room, looked up from the pile of fat powder and glanced outside.

"Where's the guy, got rid of all the top hats?"

"It's not easy to mess with such a guy."

"I'm not going to fight hard."

"Fortunately, Linda was sent to the Southern District, otherwise it would have been trouble!"

Utta muttered under his breath, turned his head and changed into Brother Pig's idiotic smile, and threw himself into the pile of fat powder again.

……

At the unfinished building, more and more people in the North District gathered.

That's not a good thing for the people of the North End.

Most of the people in the North District do not have the so-called harmony between each other, and the people of the North District who can fight for a bottle of bad wine have far more enemies than friends.

Soon, among the onlookers, a person from the North District saw his enemy.

Without making a sound, he took out a knife, he quietly leaned over and stabbed the other party in the back.

"Hey, remember last month's bottle?"

"You didn't think ......"

The man with the knife sneered and watched the enemy fall to the ground with puzzlement, his heart was full of happiness, but before he could finish speaking, there was a gust of wind behind his head.

Woo!

Bang!

The man with the knife had no chance to dodge at all, and was knocked to the back of the head.

Without a single snort, the knife-wielder fell to the ground with a thud.

And the person carrying the stick did not let go of the other party, and found the key point of the man who fell to the ground with the knife, and picked up the stick to beat him indiscriminately.

Bang, bang!

The metal baseball bat slammed against the person's body, and the muffled sound mixed with the sound of bones shattering immediately attracted all the North Side people.

They are more accustomed to the sound than the unexplained light.

This is especially true after discovering that there are a lot of guys worth getting started with around.

There is no signal.

There is no prelude either.

Just a clash of eyes, or a smile of disdain, and suddenly, a scuffle begins.

Roar.

Slashing sounds.

Let this unfinished building become noisy.

However, the largest gangs in the North District did not take advantage of the chaos to participate in the war, let alone take advantage of the fire to rob, they were like good babies, huddled in their lair.

It's not that I don't want to

Rather, their boss won't let it.

Of course, they don't think their boss is scared.

The foundation of being able to become the boss in the North District is to be able to fight and be brave, and those who can live and enjoy the 'life of the North District' are extremely cunning.

Everyone thinks that their boss must have some plans.

Therefore, one by one, they are quietly waiting.

But in the room that these people couldn't see, their boss was pale, and his whole body was full of tension.

"Damn it!"

"Bastard!"

"Don't these bastards have brains?"

"Why do you want to divide the scrubbing field?"

"Do you really think it's for good cleaning?"

A boss holds a special walkie-talkie, and his voice is full of anger.

"They have brains, so it's not our turn."

A contemptuous voice came over the intercom, followed by laughter from several different voices.

"You say, is that going to show up?"

Suddenly a voice sounded over the intercom, and immediately, the laughter disappeared.

"What does it matter to us if we don't show up?"

"As long as you don't get close to there, and then go to wash the floor at dawn, you'll be fine."

"And, it's good for us to die some guys."

"I've been provoked a lot lately."

The contemptuous voice said again.

"Me too."

"Well, that's right."

Even the angry boss at the beginning, at this time, became echoed.

As he listened to this answer, the contempt on his face grew stronger.

A bunch of short-sighted guys.

Obviously he has seen this extraordinary power, but he is still trapped in his own territory, and he does not know how to seize this opportunity at all.

The conversation in the intercom ended quickly.

Doon, locked the walkie-talkie in the safe.

The North Side has the rules of the North District.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that these rules were formulated through this walkie-talkie, and what was even more unexpected was that the bosses who should be like fire and water would be secretly in alliance.

Doon, who single-handedly brought about this alliance, was very proud.

At least, before he came into contact with mystical powers, he thought he had reached the pinnacle of his life until ...... He saw the man.

Double-check the safe - even if he doesn't care about the so-called alliance anymore, Doun is not willing to give up his advantage easily.

After confirming that it was correct, Doon walked quickly to the secret room on the side.

Unlike the luxuries in the office, it's austere.

There were no superfluous ornaments, just magic circles drawn on the concrete floor and various materials placed in them.

Doon stepped inside, whispering a spell.

Moments later, a corpse buried deep underground moved.

……

The shouting and killing continued, and Qin Ran stood on the roof of the unfinished building, looking down.

Everyone is fighting in silos.

Only a handful of people integrate the team.

But this does not mean that the latter has an advantage, on the contrary, once such a team is found, the people around who are fighting alone will work together to strangle such a team, and then continue to fight separately.

There are no rules.

The weapons of the battle are even more bizarre.

Machetes and sticks are the mainstay.

Chains and daggers are complementary.

Some of those who had lost their weapons in the battle picked up bricks from the ground.

And if the bricks don't have a chance to pick up, it's simply a bare-handed fight.

Undoubtedly, all those who joined in this melee were using an extremely brutal way of fighting: making the best use of everything.

In such a way of fighting, chaos and death alternate.

In just a few moments, a thick layer of corpses was laid on the ground.

At least hundreds of people have died.

Blood stained the area completely.

Qin Ran looked at all this indifferently.

He's waiting for his opponent to show up.

According to the news found by the superior evil spirit, he was killed by him before, and the weirdness known as the 'top hat' is only one of the two most famous guys in the North District.

The other guy is a 'war ghost'!

Unlike the 'top hat', which is still a low-key style, the 'war ghost' is much more high-profile.

Every time there is a large-scale fight, the 'War Ghost' will appear.

There is no distinction between friend and foe.

Tireless.

There is no pain.

As its name suggests, the 'War Ghost' is like a wild ghost on the battlefield, wreaking havoc until it kills the last person it sees.

The legend of the 'war ghost' does not need to be inquired about the weirdness of the northern district, ordinary people know it.

Such an abnormality made Qin Ran pay attention.

Naturally, they are more cautious about each other.

Therefore, Qin Ran was the first to choose the 'top hat'.

He needs to further unblock his strength.

In fact, the situation was far better than Qin Ran imagined.

The number of souls devoured by the 'top hat' that has become a legend in the North District is far beyond Qin Ran's imagination, and after 'exceeding' those souls, Qin Ran's attributes are unsealed again.

The mental attribute is still A-, but the four attributes of strength, agility, physique, and perception have reached the level of A- at the same time.

The night breeze is blowing.

Qin Ran used the breathing method of the Dawn Knight Body Forging Technique again and again, adjusting and adapting to the body that was strengthened again.

Suddenly, Qin Ran's gaze looked in a direction downstairs.

There, a tall, burly figure in full armor appeared.

Armor covers most of the body, and the head and face are no exception.

No one can see what the other person looks like.

Moreover, this heavy armor did not affect the actions of the other side.

As soon as he appeared, the other party began to accelerate and run, like a rhinoceros, and rushed into the battlefield.

Bang bang bang!

Everyone in the way of the opposing charge was knocked into the air.

Every person who is knocked into the air has broken bones and tendons.

As if drawing a straight line on the ground with a pen, as if a knife was cutting tofu, this charging figure split the entire chaotic battlefield in two.

When the figure turned around, the entire chaotic battlefield fell silent.

A moment later, an exclamation rang out.

"War Ghost!"

"Run!"

With this exclamation, everyone began to run in all directions.

There is no courage in the previous fight.

The legend of the 'War Ghost' in the North District is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

One against a hundred.

Even, with one enemy against a thousand,

Such an unbelievable legend is completely true in the case of the 'war ghost', and everyone is convinced.

Therefore, when encountering a 'war ghost', don't fight against it, don't resist, it is recognized by all people in the North District.

And running away has also become a kind of criterion.

No one will laugh at you for running away in the face of a 'war ghost'.

On the contrary, in the face of the 'war ghosts' who can escape, any person in the North District will admire it, and sincerely say that it is lucky.

Because, more people, when they escaped, were torn apart by the 'war ghosts'.

Just like at this time-

Sting!

As soon as the 'war ghost' raised his hand, he grabbed the person closest to it, and with the force of his hand, he tore it apart as easily as tearing a piece of paper.

Then, the 'War Ghost' carried the corpse split in two, and threw it to the left and right.

Bang, bang!

After two muffled sounds, several people who fled were knocked to the ground.

The 'War Ghost' let out an incomprehensible laugh, and instead of chasing the people in the distance, he walked towards the people who had been knocked down.

Those who fall to the ground, who can get up, immediately get up and run.

And the one who can't get up?

It was to hug those who wanted to run.

The people of the North District will not have the so-called forgetting to die and blocking the knife for others.

Death, too, pull on the back.

This is the purpose of the people of the North District.

Those who were holding their legs struggled to break free, punched and kicked, and looked at the 'war ghosts' who were getting closer and closer, and they also became desperate.

Inexplicable laughter came from the visor of the 'War Ghost' again.

It enjoys the moment.

The prey, killed directly, is the most uninteresting.

It's the most fun to play with them.

Only in this way can it become more and more powerful.

Come on!

Come on!

More power!

Strength beyond mortals!

The desire in his heart made the 'war ghost' raise the soles of its feet, and it wanted to crush the bones of the prey in front of it little by little, but just when it raised the soles of its feet and did not fall, a black shadow fell from the sky and stepped on its body first.

Bang!

The body of the 'War Ghost' was heavily poured into the ground.

A sharp knife pierced directly into the gap in the armor.

Burst!

Thick, foul-smelling, black blood spurted out.

But the 'War Ghost'' struggled did not stop, it raised its arm and grabbed towards Qin Ran, but Qin Ran was faster, and the sharp knife in his hand flashed, and it swept through the gap in the armor between the elbows of the 'War Ghost''s arms.

Next, there's the crotch.

Then, there are the knees.

When Qin Ran stepped on the chest of the 'War Ghost' and stood up, the 'War Ghost' was only left to squirm.

And Qin Ran's attack did not end.

Even, in some ways, the real attack has just begun.

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