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is not from a noble background, let alone a knighthood, but his military career has made this resolute and fair mayor deeply loved by the townspeople of Gravel Town.

However, at this moment, the mayor of the town was carried out of the secret room of the 'dwarf wine glass and rice bowl'.

Unlike the Eddie Caravan and the others who had just died, the mayor of the town had not only been dead for a long time, but his body had also been processed, showing a half-dried appearance.

"W-How is this possible?"

"In the morning, I even said hello to the mayor!"

Old Vic looked at the corpse on the ground with a look of disbelief.

Qin Ran frowned and pondered.

Of course not because of Old Vic's words.

There is no doubt that the 'mayor' that the other party greeted in the morning must be fake, but what puzzled Qin Ran was that since the other party had killed the original mayor and pretended to be the other party, and had not been discovered for a long time, it was naturally after a long period of planning, and it was definitely not a whim.

And under such a premise, why did the other party keep the body of the mayor?

It also underwent some necessary treatment to prevent the insects from eating the corpses.

In Qin Ran's opinion, this is completely unnecessary and superfluous.

Subconsciously, Qin Ran squatted down and carefully examined the corpse in front of him.

There were no wounds on the surface of the corpse.

The bones were also undamaged.

"Poisoned?"

Qin Ran guessed, his gaze fell on the back of the corpse's neck, where there was a tattoo: half a sun rising from the flames.

Qin Ran is no stranger to this tattoo.

In the simple memory he was instilled with, there was the origin of this tattoo: Burning Dawn!

Only a soldier with a burning dawn would have such a tattoo.

"Was Hall from Burning Dawn?"

In order to confirm, Qin Ran asked the people around him.

"Yes, Mayor Hall was a soldier of Burning Dawn ten years ago, and only returned to Gravel Town after being wounded and retired, and served as the mayor."

"So is the sheriff, Lord Peters."

"The two used to be very good friends and comrades-in-arms."

Marco, the still calm and calm militiaman, replied.

"I see."

Qin Ran's gaze swept over the things in the secret room except for the corpses, iron, bronze, and some of the cowhides that had been tied, and nodded thoughtfully.

……

Vaughn approached the mayor's office with a team of four.

The young militia captain waved his hand.

One of the four militiamen immediately stepped forward to check the gate and gestured behind him.

The door, not locked.

The young man, who understood the meaning of the gesture, immediately stepped forward with the remaining three people and pushed the door open in the lightest way possible.

The door shaft, which has been oiled all year round, was pushed open without making a screeching sound.

The young man's eyes surveyed the dark room.

Vaughn, who was born as a hunter, is no stranger to the dark, and his eyes can adapt to the darkness very quickly, so he soon saw the mayor who fell to the ground.

The other side is facing down, and he can't see his face clearly, but his body and clothes should be the mayor he is familiar with.

The young man immediately made a warning gesture to his subordinates, and then cautiously approached the fallen mayor.

The closer they got, the more the young man's heart sank.

From the time he entered the room, until now, not a single breath from the mayor had been heard.

And when his palm touched the calf of the fallen mayor, the heart sank directly to the bottom.

The stiff body was enough to inform the young man that it was a corpse.

"Damn it!"

The young man cursed in his heart.

The young man had great respect for Hall, knowing that his swordsmanship and literacy were taught by the other party and the long-dead sheriff Peters.

To the young militia captain, the two are teachers and family.

The death of Sheriff Peters a year ago made the young man mad and angry in his heart, but under Hall's persuasion, the young man still had reason.

And at this time, in the face of Hall's death, the young man who lacked a persuader was quickly overwhelmed by anger.

But he hadn't forgotten Hall's body on the ground.

"I'll avenge you!"

With such an oath in his heart, the young man grabbed Hall's body and prepared to drag it out.

But just as the young man's hands grabbed Hall's body at the same time, the door behind the young man that had been open slammed shut.

The heads of the four militiamen guarding nearby were twisted several times in a row, and in the sound of the broken cervical vertebrae, they only let out a muffled snort, and then there was no sound.

The young man clenched the long sword in his hand the moment the mutation occurred.

But it didn't work.

An invisible force restrained the young man's body and suspended him in mid-air.

And then...... The corpse moved.

In a way that violates the movement of the human body, the upper half of the body turns straight like this, and the muscles of the waist form a strange spiral under such rotation.

It's just that compared to the other party's cloudy eyes, such a muscular spiral is nothing.

What a pair of eyes!

The eyeballs were like glass balls full of cracks, not only cloudy, but also filled with a scarlet sheen on the cracks, which was clearly visible even in this dark room.

"Vaughn, Vaughn."

"Why are you here?"

"I didn't intend for you to die so early."

A voice belonging to Hall rang out.

"Who are you?"

The young man's body is restricted, but the voice is not.

"Who am I?"

"I'm Hale, Mayor Hale of Gravel!"

"Moreover, I have also taught you swordsmanship, reading and literacy, you won't just forget it, right?"

The other laughed.

"Mayor Hall I know is not a monster like you!"

The young man said fiercely.

"Anger your opponent and look for a flaw?"

"Hmm."

"It's something I taught you in my first class, just...... You don't have a good grasp of it! ”

"I remember telling you that you only need to know your opponent well."

"And do you know me?"

"Maybe you know who I used to be."

"But!"

"Now I am something you can't imagine!"

"I am far beyond mortals!"

"I'll show you my power!"

The other laughed at the ignorance of the young man.

The other party slowly raised his arms, and the furniture in the room levitated one after another with the other party's movements.

"See?"

"This kind of power is unimaginable!"

"Yes......"

In a frenzied tone, the other party's voice stopped abruptly, and a palm stretched out from the shadows pinched the other's neck.

Flames rose from the palms of his hands.

The other party, who was still showing off to his youth at the last moment, could only wail at this moment, and quickly turned into ashes.

But the matter is far from over.

……

Outside Gravel Town, a strong man on a war horse looked up at the moon in the night sky, took out a scroll from his arms, quickly tore it open, and threw it into the air.

Call!

A black wind blew out of the scroll, turning into a dark cloud obscuring the moon.

The moonlight, which was still bright, suddenly dimmed, making the heavens and the earth dark.

The strong man who had done all this did not hesitate, raised his arms high and waved them vigorously.

Suddenly, a team of nearly 100 people appeared behind the strong man, all of them with hideous faces and murderous intent, armed with swords and bows and crossbows.

Under the leadership of the strong man, he quickly approached the gravel town.

No matter how unruly the guy is on weekdays, he always obeys orders honestly at this time.

Because, as everyone knows, they don't have much time.

In this limited time, they had to rush into Gravel Town.

Looking at the gravel town that was getting closer and closer at night, this team of centaurs did not need to be reminded by anyone, they began to adjust their state spontaneously, and after reaching the ideal distance, they launched a charge with great tacit understanding.

Thundered!

Hundreds of horses charged at the same time, and in the silence of the night, it was like thunder.

The militia guarding the gate of Gravel Town was knocked into the air before they could react, and died tragically under the hooves of the follow-up horses, becoming a puddle of flesh.

And this group of guys, who had been prepared, threw the lit torches around.

Call!

The gates of Gravel Town, and the houses near them, were instantly plunged into a sea of fire.

Creating chaos and killing is what this group of guys do best.

It can also be said that the bandits near the Most High Road are the best.

That's right, this gang is a bunch of robbers.

However, unlike the average bandit, they are more organized and more combative.

In the same way, it is more cruel than the average robber.

"Kill!"

"Kill me!"

"Haha!"

With a wild laugh, the bandits who quickly broke through the gates of Gravel Town were ready to expand their victory.

Wealth, women, they won't let go of any of them.

You know, they've been waiting for a year to get to where they are today.

No one can stop them.

No one should try to stop them.

But as time passed, the robbers discovered that something was wrong.

Be quiet!

It's so quiet!

There was no cry of the attacker after the attack in the past.

Even...... No one can be said to have it.

Except for the militia who first encountered them, they didn't even touch a single person.

Be the most notorious bandit near the Road of the Highest. Regiment. One of them, the robbers in front of them are not only cruel to others, but also vigilant.

One by one, they reined in their horses and looked around.

In particular, the strong man in the lead retreated some distance and hid in the crowd.

But it didn't work.

They found nothing.

In the quiet town, there was still no sound, not even a single figure.

No!

If you insist on making a noise, there is.

The sound of blazing flames!

The flames engulfed the wooden house, and the wooden beams made a crunching sound, and a faint aroma of grease unconsciously filled it.

Several robbers subconsciously shook their noses.

"Barbecue?"

One of the robbers muttered to himself.

Then he noticed that his companions around him were watching him in horror.

The robber subconsciously looked down and was immediately shocked.

At some point, the flames burned into his body and quickly consumed him.

"Ahh

The dying wails alarmed all the robbers.

Then the robbers looked in horror at the burning gates of the town behind them.

The flames there seemed to come to life, constantly absorbing the surrounding flames, and a moment later, a flame giant more than ten meters tall appeared.

Roar!

With a low roar, a fireball the size of a millstone condensed in the hands of the Flame Giant.

The strong man in the lead didn't know what was going on, he didn't know why the town of Gravel, which was waiting to be slaughtered like a lamb, had changed like this, but he knew what to do now.

"Withdraw!"

At the sound of the order, all the robbers began to flee.

As for an agreement with someone?

The strong man in the lead can't care about so much.

What's more, in the eyes of the other party, the agreement and the like are themselves meant to be torn up.

Smack, smack!

The robbers whipped their horses hard, hoping that they would run faster.

But it turned out to be getting closer and closer to the flame giant.

Despair began to spread among the bandits.

Especially when the fireballs the size of grinding discs kept exploding in the bandit group, and the robbers and the war horses under the seat were constantly blown to pieces, these fierce bandits collapsed.

Bang! Bang bang!

Their heads burst open one by one like watermelons that had been run over by a truck.

The strong man in the lead is no exception.

At most, that is, before death, there is a little more realization than his subordinates: this is an illusion!

This is, of course, an illusion.

A deadly hallucination consisting of the Half-Dead Gaze's Dead Gaze and the Fear Illusion.

The gang of robbers didn't break through the gates of Shatterstone at all.

There was no burning torch thrown out.

In fact, when they were still a few dozen meters away from Gravel Town, they all died with headshots.

Outside Gravel Town, the young militia captain, who led his militia, watched this scene in amazement.

The caravan guards and mercenaries gathered not far behind him were even more frightened.

It's unbelievable to them.

As people who beg for a living near the Supreme Path, it is not that they have never seen a strong man who fights ten against one and one against a hundred, but like this, he can let a robber with just one look. The people who were all wiped out, but they were all seen for the first time.

Involuntarily, everyone looked at the figure standing outside the gate of Gravel Town.

The dark clouds that obscured the moon had slowly dispersed under the blowing of the night wind at this time.

The dim moonlight shining on the crow's feathers brightened up at once, making the figure seem to have been born from the moonlight.

Especially the indifferent eyes and expression, in the moonlight, there is a touch of calm and unhurried elegance, just like the legendary noble son under the moonlit night.

"Son of the Moon?"

A whisper of disbelief sounded.

Such an exclamation immediately caused a burst of discussions.

The gazes that everyone looked at Qin Ran immediately became different.

Surprise, fanaticism, awe, fear, and so on.

But Qin Ran ignored these discussions and gazes.

As soon as he raised his hand, he left Hall's dried corpse at his feet, quietly waiting.

More than ten seconds later, a sudden change occurred.