Hearing the reminder of the silver-level hunter behind him, Locke gathered his thoughts and looked up at the front.

The doors of the tavern, which had been unrecognizable, had been cut wider, as were the windows, and the floors were covered with sawdust and blood.

Once inside, the dilapidated scene of the tavern hall was unobstructed by the dim light of the street lamps outside—the place was like it had been trampled by hundreds of elephants, littered with corpses, sawdust, weapons, armor, and stumps. There was no intact place in the whole of the ground, but in each of them there was a corpse piled there.

"Young Master!!"

Except for Beckman, the other people in the hall immediately stood up straight and saluted when they saw Locke coming in, which caught Beckman, who was originally sitting on the ground resting, off guard for a while and hurriedly stood up.

"Beckman, report the situation." Although Locke was talking to him, he didn't look at him when he got closer, but turned his head to look at the staircase, where there was no place, and the assassin in black with a hood appeared, and he nodded his head slightly, meaning that Teresa was safe upstairs.

Beckman looked at Locke, who was coagulated with blood all over his body, approaching, and his heart was suddenly shocked, this kind of bloody appearance was like a big battle, and the battle situation seemed to be much more fierce than here, so he could do it by himself?

Beckman respectfully took off his cowboy hat and said, "I'm sorry young master, it was too chaotic at the time, I only saw the two soldiers who were stationed at the staircase before being dragged away and killed, and it is impossible to count how many other casualties there were, but if your reinforcements didn't arrive in time, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to hold it." ”

No matter how powerful the hunter is, he will still be overwhelmed by the low-level crowd tactics, after all, their profession is not suitable for group attack, and just one slash per person is enough to choke.

Locke nodded and said nothing, turned his head to look into the messy hall, and asked, "What about the tavernkeeper?" ”

"In the same battle, he only shot an arrow outside, and then hid upstairs." The assassin replied.

No outsiders, good.

Then Locke commanded to the people, "Gather together the corpses of the prey you have slain, and I will take them together." ”

"Obey the young master." Everyone closed their eyes, bowed reverently and shallowly, and then quickly went over and dragged the corpses out and piled them together.

This made Beckman confused for a moment, looked at Locke and asked strangely, "What's going on?" ”

Locke smiled, didn't answer immediately, walked towards the front row of corpses dragged over by his subordinates, and said, "Give me a good look at Beckman, except for the guardian beast, this is our family's unique secret skill." ”

After saying that, he crouched down, reached out and put his hand on the knee of one of the corpses, and got up.

Beckman was even more confused, his face was full of question marks, and suddenly, a figure appeared next to Locke, dressed very similar to the defending warrior who was attacking before, but Locke turned his cheek sideways and didn't notice it.

"Be careful!!" Beckman let out a loud cry and immediately drew the dagger from his waist and was about to pounce on it, but was dragged by the silver hunter and the giant axe warrior who were already on standby behind him, "Let go of me!" ”

"Beckman." Locke turned around calmly, looked at the hunter instructor who was still struggling, waved his hand at the two behind him, and after the incredible Beckman was let go, Locke pointed to the anti-fighter who appeared out of thin air next to him and said, "This is the unique secret technique that belongs to our family." ”

The anti-fighter turned to the hunter instructor and nodded.

"This ......" Beckman was a little stunned, and subconsciously looked down at the corpse on the ground—except for the tattered armor and unrecognizable face, everything else was vaguely similar to the anti-guard in front of him.

He's resurrected?! How can it be?! But the facts are right in front of you!

"I ...... Don't understand...... Why ......"

"Why do the dead rise again?" Locke glanced at him, and the latter nodded, but Locke didn't answer immediately, turned around and crouched down and reached out to touch the corpses on the ground again, touching almost every one, and said: "Our family's secret technique has the ability to resurrect the purest warrior we killed, and after resurrection, be loyal to the family, that is, I gave you a life, of course you have to use this life to serve me, right?" ”

"There is such an amazing skill...... Is...... What a miracle. Beckman's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was amazed in his heart, and asked thoughtfully with emotion: "If I guessed correctly, your former family residence is gone, right?" And you, like me, are on the run? ”

Locke squatted on the ground with his back to him, and raised his eyebrows when he heard these words, well, let him find his own reasons.

But it's right to think about it, the family that can have such a miracle will definitely be coveted by other forces in this troubled era, and if the strength is not good, it will be destroyed sooner or later.

Beckman's eyes flashed, and he said excitedly: "Then young master, can you resurrect every dead person?" Regardless of the length of time of death? ”

Locke stood up when he heard this, turned to look at him, for the eager gaze of the hunter instructor, of course Locke knew what he was thinking, it was nothing more than some of his friends and companions in the past who needed to be resurrected or something, but it was a pity......

"Sorry to disappoint Beckman." Locke looked at him and said, "I can only resurrect those who are close to my strength, and it must be touched by me, and not everyone can succeed, and most importantly, only those who are killed by me or my resurrected subordinates can be reborn." ”

Hearing a series of rules and restrictions, the hunter instructor was disappointed for a while, and it was right to think about it, resurrecting life itself is an existence against the sky, and it will not be such a simple thing at all.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Locke left the group alone and walked towards the stairs.

Coming to the dimly lit hallway, Locke looked at the rows of rooms to the left and stopped in his tracks.

At this time, the figure of the assassin appeared in front of him: "Miss is still in place." The tavernkeeper was hiding in another, more secluded place, and I couldn't find it for a while. ”

A more hidden place?

Locke smiled, his son was hiding there more than ten years later, it is said that the place where Teresa is hiding now is specially for guests, and the place where he himself is hiding is designed by his father more than ten years ago.

This old fox.

Locke went to the room where Teresa was hiding, asked the assassin to stand in the doorway, quickly took off his blood-stained hunting suit and replaced it with a relatively clean suit of the same style, and then went over to open the secret door.

"Huh~~!"

The moment the dark compartment was opened, the figure sitting inside suddenly raised its head and opened its eyes, two points of scarlet light swept over like a searchlight, and at the same time, a trembling murderous aura filled the entire room......