The rainstorm washed the muddy stone brick streets very clean, like a perfect cleaner.

But when it hits the metal armor he wears, it gives Pullman a very uncomfortable feeling.

Moist, sticky, cold......

The tight armor that enveloped the whole body, exposing only the eyes, nose, and mouth could block most of the incoming weapon attacks, but it could not stop the large amount of rain seeping in from all directions.

Especially the joints of his limbs and the buckles on his back, even if they were covered by a waterproof cloak, they still couldn't stop the bursts of wet soaking.

"I'm sure the captain must be in the sweet cattery right now, hugging his bitch from Port Montt."

He complained to his companions: "And we can only be in the rain and patrol the streets where we don't see a single person for half a day, like two idiots...... You know, I'm freezing stupid. ”

"So we should ask the captain why we can't get some better treatment." The companion echoed with affection.

"Let's say staying in a warm and comfortable place."

"Then the captain will definitely say that this kind of treatment is only his treatment, if you have it, what do you mean by being the captain?"

"I guess he wouldn't say anything like that, but he might have scolded us. Damn, you two idiots, it's not a good thing to complain about patrolling and night for me—"

His companion's words paused abruptly, and then he quickly drew a two-handed sword from his waist and pointed somewhere forward.

"Who's there!?"

He reprimanded loudly, his expression wary under his visor.

It was a vague figure cowering in front of a roadside shop to hide from the rain, and Pullman looked at it a few times and realized that it was nothing more than an ordinary young man.

He sat there like a chicken, wearing a thin linen shirt, carrying no weapons and seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

"I feel like I'm going to freeze to death, knights, can you help me?" The man's voice was weak as he replied with pleading words.

"Why are you here!?"

"I had a fever and I wanted to come out to the doctor but couldn't find it. I can't walk anymore. ”

"That's ......"

The two patrol members glanced at each other, relaxed slightly, but ignored the man's pleas.

Or that it is not their duty to save people, and their task is to monitor the hull town at night for some monsters or monsters such as xenos.

So the two of them passed by the helper on their own, and at the same time they were talking about where to go after the next shift change.

"Help me, adults, I feel like I'm going to die......"

The man was still tugging at the two of them as they passed, accompanied by a crisp clanging sound, not obvious in the rainstorm, but the sound was so familiar that Pullman couldn't help but look over.

Then he saw a gold coin that had fallen to the ground as the other man's arm was raised.

"So you're rich? I thought it was a stinky beggar. ”

Pullman muttered, then quickly walked over and bent down to pick up the gold coin, looked at it a few times, and grinned unconsciously.

"For the sake of what you've paid, if we meet a doctor next, we'll ask him to come and find it-"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the same time, a sharp pain struck!

The black shadow seemed to be a thick rag that stuck to Pullman's eyes, completely blocking his vision, and at the same time, it seemed to be smeared with chili pepper water, and the hot sting pain continued to come, making him can't help but let out a scream.

Not far away, his companion roared angrily, and then rushed to him, and Pullman himself raised the long sword in his hand and swung it at the position of the man in front of him!

This blow was stimulated by the pain with all his strength, and the surface of the long sword even ignited a layer of silver-gray "flames" under the effect of the extraordinary ability he possessed!

However, the assault was fierce, but only a dull sound of metal weapons slicing through the wooden walls could be heard.

He was empty.

Pullman was even angrier, but more horrified, for he realized that the black that covered his eyes did not seem to be a rag.

It's a ...... Empty!

A kind of emptiness that washes away with the torrential rain, and there is a faint feeling of stinging and impact one after another!

He didn't have time to figure out what was going on, and after the blow missed, he began to wave the "burning" weapon in his hand indiscriminately, hoping to keep the opponent from approaching him.

It seemed to work, and Pullman didn't encounter any more attacks, but then the sounds around him quickly hit rock bottom.

It was the roar of his companions, accompanied by the sound of weapons clashing.

The sharp pain in his eyes made Pullman very slow to react, and it was only at this moment that he realized that a mace hanging from his waist had been touched by someone at some point!

And after touching his face in a hurry, he was even more desperate to find that his eyes were already empty at the moment!

"You bitch! What have you done!? I'll kill you!! ”

He roared in grief as he frantically rushed in the direction where the sound of the fight came.

As he charged, the armor he wore became stiffer under some wonderful force, so the increased heaviness made Pullman's steps more powerful as he rushed forward, like a mad cow!

Trained to fight at night and a close understanding with his companions, Pullman was confident that his encounter would not fail.

The result did not fail, but under a burst of surprise exclamation, Perlman who crashed into it found that he had collided with another iron bump!

He staggered and fell to the ground with the other party, and the force brought by the mixed supernatural ability reacted on himself, making him can't help but snort in pain, but the person he hit also let out a scream-

The sound was clearly from a companion!

Pullman was momentarily confused.

Although he couldn't see now, his companions could see clearly.

Why did he not only fail to bind the enemy, but was bumped into by himself?

Do companions have the ability to bind?

It was obvious that there was no time to think deeply about this question, because a sound of breaking the air loomed in the torrential rain.

Pullman instinctively turned his head to dodge, but heard a louder scream from the mouth of his companion below him!

The second scream was very short, accompanied by a splash of warm liquid from under him into his lips and eye sockets, which made Pullman feel very uncomfortable.

He decisively rolled on the spot, out of his original position, and then violently touched the weapon in his hand to the armor on his body, so that the two-handed long sword that was already burning with silver-gray "flames" instantly melted and merged into his whole body armor.

At this moment, all the gaps in Pullman's armor, including his eyes and mouth, were quickly repaired, and a layer of silver-gray lines was born!

He eventually became an iron bucket lying there with his head in his hands, airtight from top to bottom, without the slightest flaw, under the effect of extraordinary power, but without affecting his breathing.

The mace the enemy was carrying might be able to break through his defenses at the moment, but the process would make a loud noise that could be heard throughout the city.

This is the manifestation of his extraordinary ability, and it is also his last life-saving skill.

So if the murderer is cautious enough, then you should give up the option of attacking him. And if the murderer is crazy enough, he can hold up such a defensive stance until someone comes to help......

The strategy obviously worked, as Pullman was not attacked again.

However, it was not long before he was desperate to find that the attacker, although he had not attacked him again, had dragged him to a vacant house nearby, and then spread wood and straw over him, and finally lit a fire......

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Similar attacks were launched on this rainy night.

Patrols on the streets, gamblers in casinos, prostitutes in brothels, and even the mayor's house, which is guarded by layers......

The rainstorm became the best cover for the attackers, and the attackers' own dexterity allowed him to travel quietly and unstoppably under the rainy night.

The overall number of deaths was not large, but more than 20 people were knocked unconscious and their eyes were removed.

At the same time, there are many influential people, such as Charlie One-Eye, the leader of the largest local gang, the Mole Gang, the deacon of the church, Philemon, the casino owner, Hall Jones, and even the mayor himself......

They may not be too powerful, but the forces represented behind them are strong enough to be called powerful-

Church, king, duke, heretic......

Such an act is nothing more than a provocation against these forces.

The night was chaotic, and before dawn the next day, the atmosphere of the entire Hull Town was detonated!

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