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Quiescence.

Whether it was the Temple of Wealth, the Temple of Thorns, or the noble guards in the distance, the people in the audience all looked at the rushing figure blankly.

Look at the figure and turn around.

Watching the figure, he drew another, even more exaggerated greatsword.

The knight who watched the figure rush towards the Temple of Fortune again.

"This, this?"

"Is he looking for death?"

One of the leaders of the Noble Guard exclaimed.

In fact, all of them watched this scene in disbelief.

In their opinion, this young man who suddenly appeared should join up with the Temple of Thorns, and then rely on the results of this raid to gain a greater advantage.

"Humph!"

"Megalomania!"

"I really thought that a chance raid success would underestimate the knight battle array of the Temple of Fortune, and such a person would be killed if he fell into it!"

The leader of the noble guard, who had spoken taunt before, looked at the figure that was quickly overwhelmed by the knights of the Temple of Fortune, and spoke again.

The leaders of the surrounding noble guards couldn't help but nod in agreement.

They don't refute the views of their peers.

Except for Qin Ran's behavior, in their opinion, it was looking for death.

There is also a strong jealousy.

Why was Qin Ran able to rush and kill on the battlefield at such a young age?

And they need to stay up for qualifications, at most, they are doing the work of escorting the head of the family to hunting?

It's just not fair!

"Once you get lucky, you get carried away!"

"Maybe he thinks he can beat a hundred?"

"yes, maybe, that's what he thinks!"

……

Amidst the vicious words, the leaders of the noble guards looked disdainful one by one.

They almost subconsciously avoided Qin Ran, showing their strength beyond their reach.

After all, in their opinion, Qin Ran, who returned to the battlefield and charged again, was dead.

What is the use of a dead man, no matter how strong he is?

But the next moment, their sarcastic expressions froze on their faces.

The figure that should have been submerged reappeared on the battlefield again.

Rush up and drown Qin Ran with the Fortune Temple Knight.

Cracked!

Under the sharpness of the two greatswords, the [Arrogant Words] and the [Sword of Amores], the armor, blades, and spears that seemed indestructible to the leaders of the noble guards, along with their masters, were slashed with devastation.

And Qin Ran continued to charge without stopping.

The two giant swords in his hands were like ordinary long swords, wielding like the wind, bringing a terrifying roar.

The wails continued.

Stumps and severed arms flew all over the sky.

Temple knights of fortune abound.

Blood, flowing like a river.

But!

No one could stop Qin Ran's footsteps.

On this seemingly narrow street, but it happened to be Qin Ran able to wield two giant swords, Qin Ran seemed to be incarnated as a meat grinder, killing from the Temple of Thorns at the end of the street in a sweeping manner until he had just appeared.

Then, Qin Ran turned around again.

He killed it again.

This time is different, though.

None of the leaders of the noble guards who were watching from afar spoke again.

They closed their mouths tightly, gritted their teeth, and each one with pale faces suppressed the vomiting in their chests.

However, looking at the internal organs that flowed out of the cavity, I smelled the smell of blood that kept burrowing into my nose......

Vomit!

The leader of the noble guard, who had spoken sarcastically, was the first to hold back, and opened his mouth to spit out.

With the first, there is the second.

It's like dominoes.

There was a sound of vomiting.

The sour smell rises to the sky.

The strange sound and smell seemed to attract Qin Ran who had returned to the Temple of Thorns again.

When Qin Ran's eyes looked here, the leaders of the noble guards, who were already spitting softly, were so frightened that they retreated one after another, and a few of them simply fell to the ground.

No, they are timid.

It was really Qin Ran who was too terrible in their eyes.

Hundreds of knights of the Temple of Fortune, including the knight who was cut in half by Qin Ran's sword before he could report his name, were slaughtered in such a short period of time.

That's right, slaughter!

Anyone who witnessed the battle would not have thought it was a battle.

Slaughter is the most appropriate description.

And Qin Ran, who made all this, was not a butcher in their eyes.

It is the butcher who slaughters the animal.

But it is not a butcher who can do this without changing his face, but he slaughters his own kind.

But......

Shura!

Bloody Shura!

Looking at Qin Ran, who was indifferent to the blood of others all over his body, and at the blood of others constantly flowing from the blade and cloak.

That young face instantly became hideous and terrifying in the hearts of these noble guard leaders.

Especially when Qin Ran walked towards them, fear began to spread in their hearts.

The leaders of the noble guards retreated unconsciously.

Those who fell to the ground crawled backwards with their hands and feet together.

But to their rejoicing, when they were out of range far enough, the terrifying Shura did not pursue them, but turned around and walked towards the Temple of Thorns.

One of the leaders of the noble guard breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't hide his palpitations, let alone his fragility after escaping death.

Because, everyone present is the same.

The embarrassed and embarrassing appearance made them reluctant to gather, and they did not dare to arbitrarily evaluate a 'little person' who suddenly appeared.

"I need to go back and tell my master."

With the departure of one of the leaders of the Noble Guard, the leaders of the Noble Guard quickly disappeared into the temple area.

But some did not leave.

The priests, the deacons, and the knights who were in the temple district.

They who had not participated in the battle between the Temple of Thorns and the Temple of Fortune were looking at Qin Ran with interest one by one at this time.

There is admiration.

There is appreciation.

There is blandness.

But more often than not, it is apathy.

Naturally, there is no shortage of hostility either.

Not only these mortals, but also those gods who scattered their brilliance in the temple area were also quietly watching Qin Ran who was shining on the battlefield.

"Good!"

"This is the real warrior!"

The god of war, Moonk laughed out loud.

"Hmm."

"Brave and commendable."

The god of bravery, raised his hand and lowered a ray of light, washing away Qin Ran's bloodstains, and at the same time sensing Qin Ran's belief in the Thorn Lady.

Not fanaticism.

But tough enough.

"It's a pity!"

The god of vain did not hide his sighs.

"Why would such a person believe in Vanessa?"

"Look at what he looks like on the battlefield, he should be my believer!"

The god of war shouted even more violently.

The surrounding gods watched indifferently.

Then, they saw Aterina.

Walking towards Qin Ran, he stood silently beside Qin Ran, with a smile on his face and a worried deacon of the Temple of Thorns in his eyes.

"Very good, very good."

Niel, the god of love, is tasseled, with a smile in a soft and pleasant female voice.

The god of valor sighed again.

This time, the God of War was no longer irritable, but just looked at Qin Ran with a deep reluctance.

The indifferent gods around him smiled.

Then, their eyes were all on the Temple of Thunder.

The reason why they paid attention to the battlefield was not because of Qin Ran.

It's because on this battlefield, the war between the Lady of Thorns and the Lady of Fortune broke out.

As for Qin Ran?

It's an unexpected flash.

Speaking of falling to the ground, a mortal performs well, that is, a mortal.

The gods are the protagonists of this world!

Bang!

A thunderclap.

A flash of lightning flashed in the sky.

Then, the collision of the two great wills stopped.

The clouds dispersed.

The sun was shining down.