The gentle spring breeze blew through the courtyard, but when it left, it turned into a choking stench. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Corpses were strewn all over the place.

Dead silence, still dead silence.

The blood pooled into small streams, and the murmuring that should have been inaudible was thrilling, but in the center of the courtyard, where the corpses were most dense, there were two people standing opposite each other, a giant man stained red with blood, and a clown with a mutilated body.

"It's ...... Sword Qi!? ”

The giant man had always been very confident in his vision, but now he suddenly became less confident, and muttered, "What kind of sword qi will burn with flames?" ”

"A true Juggernaut indeed!"

The clown was puzzled and said, "It's just that this sword master is indeed a little strange, his sword qi can absorb my spell energy and bounce back in full." ”

"If I hadn't been cautious enough to leave displacement coordinates on you beforehand, I would be a dead man by now!"

The current image of the clown is extremely terrifying, one of his left arms is missing, a terrifying slash between his waist and abdomen almost splits his body in half, and the wound is even more charred and carbonized, and the charred bones can be clearly seen.

What's even more weird is that those broken pieces of internal organs stretch out countless slender tentacles, quickly penetrate and suture, squeeze out the inactive small pieces of meat, and some are directly transformed into internal organs, creating a crazy and busy atmosphere between this narrow chest and abdomen!

"How's that!"

The clown smiled and said, "Any evaluation?" ”

The giant man narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone, "How old is that person." ”

The clown couldn't help but think of Hans's face: "Twenty-seven eight...... Maybe a little smaller. ”

A trace of scarlet excitement flashed in the giant man's eyes, and he smiled: "The skill of rebounding your spell energy is somewhat like the fighting power of a high-level warrior monk, the difference is only that this person uses sword qi instead of true qi, so this should be a high-level, no, under the guidance of a master-level warrior monk, the sword master who has completed the transfer, is the head of both the two, and has both the sword saint's fierce attack power and the warrior monk's superb mana skills." ”

"A talented person with a bright future, I really want to kill him, hehehe......"

"It's a promising future."

The clown suddenly said coldly: "What I don't understand now is why we didn't get any information in advance for such a promising young master. ”

"The Ymir family is originally unfathomable, and the head of this generation heard that he had an ambiguous relationship with the original sin legion that was dominant, so I wouldn't find it strange that the army lord doesn't like to fail if there is any monster in that house."

The giant man smiled and said: "This time the two of us team up together to complete the two tasks of hunting the innate sages and provoking a war between the human race and the orcs, although your side failed, but my mission went very smoothly, these people are the family of the captain of the Storm Legion, Felister, I will fake the scene as the revenge of the Shadow Beast Assassination Team, and the credit will be shared with you, so that you can go back and explain." ”

"I owe you a personal favor!"

The clown looked expressionless and ripped off half of his scorched severed arm, revealing his normal-colored flesh, then he glanced around, and finally chose a young corpse and twisted his left arm to press on his shoulder.

The wound again stretched out countless tentacles, and in less than a minute, they were completely connected.

"It's really unlucky, when will it be my turn to complete the high-level baptism? I heard adults say that if the blood of truth is strong enough, it can be reborn with severed limbs. The clown moved his new arm, the nerves and blood vessels had just been connected, and they were not flexible at all.

"By the way, Iron Man, do you know how to contact Instructor Jos?" He suddenly remembered something.

"Instructor Jos returned to the truth in Ice City three years ago!" Iron Man said, "What are you looking for him?" ”

"Dead!"

The clown took off his mask, revealing a green and confused face, and said, "I want to ask him why he gave me the name Sedenima!" ”

"Am I surnamed Zhenhong or Quhei?"

…………

"Hans, who is stronger, you or Southlot?"

Aran was aching all over his body, and he lay on Hans's back, not wanting to move.

Hans thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "Before the transfer, of course, Lord Southlot was stronger, after completing the transfer of the Sword Master, my strength has increased greatly, and I have been practicing penance for two years, and now I want to come...... It should be Lord Southlot who is stronger! ”

Aran has always lacked an intuitive feeling for the strength of these people in his family.

The previous basic knowledge is all derived from comparison.

First of all, Aran knew that all the black-clothed guards were high-level or close to high-level professionals, among which the captain Southlot was the strongest, and when facing Salon, Southlot could only support seven or eight faces at most, and Saron could most of not beat Dis, because every three or five times, he would be beaten by Dis because of various deaths.

Dis doesn't seem to be Roya's opponent!

The proof is that Luo Ya knocked on the door two years ago.

Dis is a wizard, and every wizard's psychology is proud, it can be said that the more powerful the wizard, the more proud, but two years ago, Dees nervously abandoned the pride of the legendary wizard and prepared to besiege Roya.

A simple and clear hierarchy in Ymir's Mansion was sorted out by the little boy.

The conclusion is that Saron can destroy all the black-clothed guards by himself, Dis can educate Saron, and Luo Ya's strength is overwhelming, but she is a diner, so it doesn't matter, Aran and Morgan belong to the protected side and are not counted in the battle sequence.

"Hans, what did you encounter over there?"

Aran was very curious about what was stumbling up Hans's hands, and this curiosity went straight to the peak after he saw Hans's great strength.

Hanston paused, the expression on his face was a little confused, but he was facing away from Alan, so he was not seen: "The subordinate fell into the illusion, thinking that he had been following the young master, and when he noticed that something was wrong, he was surrounded by a group of people." Although there are no masters, the other party is a large number of people, and it took me some time to solve it, and I am really ashamed to let the young master suffer. ”

"A group of people?"

Aran raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hans nodded and said lightly: "The rats of the black street, eating rotten food and doing dirty things!" ”

"Street rats?"

Aram thought for a moment and said, "You mean, they're not good people!?" ”

"Good people! Hehe. The sarcasm in Hans's tone was very obvious, as if he remembered some unbearable past, "Trafficking in human beings, forcing good people into prostitution, robbing and killing, as long as the price is right, they can sell anything...... Including his wife and children. There was a twelve-point disgust in his tone and gaze.

Aram said, "So you killed them!" ”

Hans shook his head and said regretfully, "I told those rats that as long as you tell the young master where you are, you will let them go." ”

"As much as I hate rats, I hate not being trustworthy even more."

Aran fell silent, and was about to walk out of the slum when he suddenly said, "Hans, take me to meet the rats." ”

Hans was stunned for a moment and said: "Young master, the situation is unknown now, I secretly don't know if there are still enemies hidden, it's better to go back to the house as soon as possible, those people and your life won't have any intersection with the young master, there is no need to meet." ”

He had a good point, but Syria was determined to go.

In the end, Hans couldn't help but take him to an abandoned warehouse.