He saw the strange changes in Sika City under his extraordinary [tracking] vision.

Didn't you see it in the Temple of the God of War?

Unless the god of war has fallen.

But under the extraordinary [tracking] vision, the Temple of the God of War is still incomparably bright and dazzling, and it is obvious that even if the God of War has suffered a certain amount of damage in the 'Black Plague', it is not a fatal injury, and it is still alive.

So......

Why did the other party turn a blind eye?

"Is it a long line to catch a big fish?"

"Still ......"

"There is a cooperation between the two sides?"

Qin Ran thought silently.

Then, he quickly gathered his thoughts and withdrew from [Tracking]'s view.

Because, he sensed a malicious gaze.

It's hidden, it's careful, it's fleeting.

Qin Ran didn't catch the other party either.

However, immediately the corners of Qin Ran's mouth involuntarily curled.

……

The carriage had stopped.

Ashcano, the coachman and bodyguard, shouted in a loud voice:

"Mr. Pol, Lord Colin, we have arrived!"

"Yanan Hotel, I hope the boss has prepared honey barbecue and sausages, and I hope to eat it with some honey."

Ashcano said impatiently.

"Ash, I think you should go with mint, it's good for your teeth."

"Besides, we should dispose of our loot first."

"Don't forget, there's still your share in there."

After Pol pushed the door and got out of the car, he reminded his bodyguard, and then, with one side, with respect, greeted Qin Ran out of the car.

"This is the Yanan Hotel."

"Located in a corner of Sika City."

"Quiet, tidy and welcoming owner."

Pol said, gesturing to the inn in front of him.

The two-story building is completely stone, the first floor is the gate, with three large windows, you can clearly see the people coming and going, and the second floor is a small window, which is obviously for accommodation, but Qin Ran and his party live in the small courtyard next door - this is also the range of the Yanan Hotel, and in front of the small courtyard hangs a sign that is slightly smaller than the front of the Yanan Hotel: a large wine glass, and the wine overflows.

The signboard has been around for a long time, and the color can no longer be seen in mottled eyes, but the boss is really as Pol said, very enthusiastic.

"Welcome, Pol."

"And Ashcano."

A fat man walked out, dressed in a cotton coat, with only a few strands of hair left, and a very kind smile, he gave Bol a bear hug, and both of them slapped each other's backs hard, and the same for Ashcano, and even, as if they were playing, they slapped each other's backs with more force.

By the time the fat boss walked in front of Qin Ran, he was already grinning, but he still said stubbornly:

"I just drank too much yesterday, otherwise you wouldn't want to make me react a little."

"Hello, I'm Horuf."

The fat boss didn't give Qin Ran a hug as before, but stretched out his hand with a smile.

"Hello, Colin."

Qin Ran reported a fake name.

"Colin, powerful means - you can see that you are a guy worthy of this name, because there is no waste around this guy."

The fat boss smiled and pouted at Bol, who immediately looked at Qin Ran worriedly.

After discovering that Qin Ran was all right and didn't have any irritation, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, for the sake of everyone's safety, he didn't let the fat boss open his mouth again, and said first:

"Horuf, I need your help."

"These loot."

"And this captive."

Pol said.

"Leave it to me, and I'll give you a satisfactory price."

The fat boss easily picked up the prisoners of war and the bundle of weapons, and instead of returning to the inn lobby, he walked to the courtyard on the other side, where the sign of 'Yanan' was also hung, which also belonged to the fat boss's property.

Undoubtedly, the other party is definitely not just an innkeeper.

In the same way, Bol chose this place not only because of the enthusiasm of the owner.

"Horuff is a guy to be assured of."

"He used to be a bounty hunter, but as he got older and his body shaped, those days of running around were no longer suitable for him, and he chose to stay in Sika."

"Of course, he chose Etannople initially, but you know, Etaninburgh's housing prices made him have to settle for the next best thing."

Pol said, his voice lowered.

"Colin can come to him if you need anything."

"He has a lot of valuable collections."

"It's a pity that my strength can't match these collections, and he won't sell them to me, but, Colin, you're sure there's no problem."

"Really?"

Qin Ran instantly became interested.

The 'precious' in Pol's mouth is accentuated by the pronunciation.

With such an obvious hint, Qin Ran naturally received it.

He understood what it meant.

However, Qin Ran didn't walk over immediately, but asked Pol: "What do I need to pay attention to?" ”

"Horuff is a no-holds-barred guy."

"He doesn't believe in any gods, and even, some hates them."

"So, you'd better not mention any of the gods, as for the rest?"

"It's Kimpton."

Pol replied seriously.

Qin Ran nodded and walked towards the small courtyard, while Pol took Ashkano to the other side of the courtyard, before Horruf paid the corresponding money, Pol thought that he needed to take care of his two war horses, and he needed to check the carriage.

And Ashcano is the indispensable helper.

"Ash, if we don't want to turn lunch into dinner, we'll have to hurry up."

Pol said.

"Hmm."

The bodyguard nodded vigorously.

The speed of action is faster.

And Qin Ran had already walked into the small courtyard.

The small courtyard in front of you is the same style as the main building of the Yanan Hotel, and it is all that kind of tough feeling, and several braziers rising in the courtyard dispel the cold of winter.

Horruf took off his cotton clothes, and was there to inspect the bundle of loot in a single coat, and when he saw Qin Ran walking in, he raised his hand to signal, and immediately a young, sturdy guy moved a chair.

Qin Ran keenly noticed that there were thick calluses on the palms of the other party's hands, and his steps were light.

Obviously, the corresponding swordsmanship training was received.

"Thank you."

Qin Ran said politely.

The guy smiled shyly and stepped aside.

"Did that bastard guy Pol recommend my treasure to you?"

Horuff asked.

Qin Ran nodded without denial.

"That bastard is really good fodder for being a businessman."

"Unfortunately, at first I thought he would be my apprentice."

"That's why that bastard guy saw those things, let's go, I'll show you."

Horuff clapped his hands as he spoke, stood up, and walked straight to the side of the room.

The guy on the side took Horuff's place and began to check the loot.

Qin Ran glanced at the other party with interest.

Horuff explains:

"He's learned what to do a long time ago."

"I just tried it because of itchy hands."

Qin Ran nodded again, still not speaking.

And Horuff pushed open a door in the room in front of him and made a gesture of please, but Qin Ran stood there motionless, with a smile on his face.

"Are you wary of me?"

"Don't worry."

"I, Horuff, am not a good person, but I don't do anything to my guests."

"What's more, you were introduced by Pol."

Horuff laughed.

The fat Horuff does not have that kind of hideous feeling, especially when he laughs, it makes people feel good, and because of his size, he feels very reliable.

Even in Qin Ran's eyes, the other party was extremely sincere at the moment.

Therefore, Qin Ran nodded and raised his foot and kicked on the other party's body.

Bang!

Horuff flew straight upside down like that room.

Instantly, the open door closes instantly.

Crunch!

"Ahhh

In the sound of flesh and bones being crushed, bursts of screams sounded, even through the tight gate, it resounded throughout the small courtyard, but the shy guy behind him didn't seem to hear it, he still lowered his head there to count the loot, check the new and old, and the loss, even if Qin Ran walked in front of him, the other party had no intention of changing.

Qin Ran just looked at each other like this.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Qin Ran didn't seem to care about the time at all, so he stood there for a long time, his face and body indifferent.

And the Burmese guy's expression changed from the initial meticulousness to panic, and even his body began to shake.

Blood appeared on the other party's face.

Drops of blood spilled out of the pores.

In an instant, that intact face became a blood gourd.

Not only does it bleed, but it also corrodes the body.

After a while, this guy turned into a pool of blood, including his own clothes, and Qin Ran didn't even look at the blood, just walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

At the gate of the courtyard, Qin Ran ran ran into Ashcano.

The tall and sturdy Ashkano was anxiously turning around the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw Qin, his face immediately appeared with joy.

"Great, Lord Colin!"

"My head is gone!"

"Can you help me find it?"

As he spoke, Ashcano picked up his axe and spear, aimed it at his neck, and slashed it down.

Burst!

The massive head flew high.

Then, he fell to the ground and rolled to Qin Ran's feet.

The mouth was still quivering.

"Head!"

"Where's my head?"

"Help me ......"

Burst!

A clear voice came from within Ashcano's skull, but it stopped abruptly in the next moment.

Because, Qin Ran raised his foot and crushed the head.

The body with the axe and gun froze in place.

It clearly did not expect such a development.

What it didn't expect even more was that Qin Ran, who had stepped on his head, kicked it to the ground, snatched the axe and gun, and chopped it up.

It's the same crumble as the dumpling filling.

"Lord Colin, what are you doing?"

Pol, who heard the sound, ran out of the yard and was shocked when he saw this scene.

Then, Pol was split in half with an axe.

When he was dying, Pol's face was full of puzzlement, and he didn't understand why Qin Ran wanted to attack him.

The doors of the inn opened.

The guests inside looked at Qin Ran in fear.

Some people keep going backwards.

Some people screamed loudly.

The patrol of Sika City came, and they started a battle with Qin Ran.

One-sided battles.

The entire patrol was slaughtered.

Then, the elite of Sika City also joined in, but for Qin Ran, it had no impact.

The fighting is still the rhythm of slaughter.

Gradually, Sika City became infected with blood.

The sun disappeared into the sky.

A blood-colored moon rose from the Yanan Inn, and there were fewer and fewer people alive, and more and more people died, and when the number of corpses reached a certain level, those corpses began to come back to life.

One by one, they got up from the pool of blood.

Some of them remain in their original appearance.

Some......

Completely turned into a monster.

There is no doubt that Qin Ran is the most powerful of the monsters.

Standing among the many monsters, he roared in the sky, ripped off the blood-covered clothes, his body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, his mouth protruded forward, fangs and sharp claws appeared irrepressibly, and his hair became thicker and longer.

Just a second later, a huge black werewolf stood under the blood moon, looking up to the sky and roaring.

……

"It worked!"

"My lord's 'favorite' has appeared!"

The sound of frenzy came from the ground somewhere in Sika City.

A man who had lost his legs roared excitedly, because his voice trembled with excitement.

Across from him, a man with no arms was equally excited.

"The best 'Favorite'!"

"The best of truth!"

"Everything in the illusion will become real after the awakening of the 'Dependent' - praise the great you!"

As he spoke, the armless man fell to the ground in an extremely strange posture and shouted feverishly.

He needs to listen to his God's next plan.

Just like he did before: look for a foreigner with great strength and status, and make him a 'relative'.

He found Qin Ran.

Or to be more precise, he knew Ashcano, and knew that Ashcano was in the service of Pol, and Bol was a guy who worked hard to promote his status.

So the person who makes Bol respectful naturally has a considerable status.

As for strength?

He felt it even more really.

He's not really close yet.

His whole body trembled.

It's a shiver of fear.

Powerful!

Undoubtedly powerful!

Exactly what his Lord required of him.

So, he couldn't wait to make a move.

The moment the carriage stopped, he prayed, and he let his Lord look at his 'beneficial'.

He believes, under the gaze of his Lord.

The man of great power who makes him tremble will bow his head.

will become the 'relative' they have been waiting for for a long time.

And then......

They were to have the 'Dependent' sacrifice the whole city of Sika to welcome the coming of their Lord.

And now?

Just listen!

Listen to their Lord!

Again, of course, there must be a prayer of devotion to prayer.

"O Supreme Lord!"

"Listen to our prayers, that we will do your will, humble your greatness, and hold your name, and we will glorify the world, and all that we have is given ......"

The man without arms and legs began to pray.

As religious, as always.

But it's different.

Not them.

but their Lord.

For, this time they heard their Lord's voice with great clarity, which trembled slightly, and shouted—

"Help, help!"

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