Chapter 440: Greed for Original Sin
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With an indifferent look on his face, he said, "Anyway, I just asked casually, I'm a little sleepy, I'll go back to Jiatiecheng to rest first." ā
Less than two seconds after Nameless left, a team of people came in the distance, these people were opened by Nameless, and the people who came to this place, the Sifang Chuan Iris riding on the horse, walked down from the horse, and after seeing Mouton in the distance, he hesitated a little to say hello, but the Sifang River still didn't think about the past.
The situation was urgent, and countless people rushed into the Iron City at a hurried speed, and Mouton frowned, seeing that these people did not follow the blind participation.
"Bang!"
A samurai, who was maintaining order, raised the steam gun in his hand at this time, fired a shot into the sky, and after barely quieting everyone down, began to distribute the carriage in front of everyone.
Mouton and Ikoma were assigned to the last train, where Ikoma studied his new invention, while Mouton stood on the train, turning his head to look into the distance.
"Stepping on ......"
Countless Kabanes, like locusts, ran over in dense numbers, and seeing this situation, Mouton directly raised the longbow in his hand, pulled the bowstring, and the blue energy arrows began to split.
"Whoosh ......"
That series of blue energy arrows pierced through the heart membranes of every Kaba at an extremely fast speed, and even such a vicious monster was easily killed under such an astonishing attack as Mouton.
The warriors who were standing on both sides of the Iron Castle, ready for battle, were stunned one by one, and then everyone turned to look at Mouton in a white robe standing on the iron carriage.
"Yes...... Did he do it? ā
"What kind of arrow is that? Why is there such a strong force? ā
Even if the samurai were puzzled, but Mouton would not pay attention to these things, the hundred energy arrows just now went down, although a part of the Kabane was cleared, but there was Kabane behind to fill the vacancy.
The Iron City was slowly activating, Mouton had a grim face, opened his longbow, and pulled the bowstring again, pulling several times in a row, almost forming a rain of blue arrows in the sky, and under the horrified gaze of the samurai, one arrow after another easily pierced Kabane's body.
"This ...... This, how is this possible. ā
"Is this a human ......?"
"Monster, monster!"
"No, you see, the arrows that glow blue are coming from the longbow, which means that the longbow is the most important thing?"
One of the clear-eyed people discovered the strangeness in it, and a look of greed flashed in his eyes, once he got such a weapon, wouldn't he be able to be worshiped as a god in this world?!
Seeing that the emergency had been lifted, Mouton put away his longbow and turned and jumped into the carriage.
Looking at Ikoma walking around the carriage, Mouton yawned and asked, "What are you doing here?" ā
"Aren't you tired of tinkering like this if you don't rest so late?"
Ikoma sat down on the tin box on one side and said, "I wanted to show everyone the power of the new weapon, but I couldn't figure out why Kabane didn't rush over......
Mouton looked strange for a moment, then lay down on the small bed on one side and said, "In my opinion, sooner or later there will be a chance to experiment, what to do in such a hurry." ā
"It's also ......"
As soon as Ikoma finished answering, the door of the tin box where Mouton and Ikoma were was opened open, and it was Ikoma's friend who entered, whose name was Fatty.
Mouton straightened up, looked at Ikoma and Yusheng, smiled slightly, and said, "Now let's introduce myself formally, my name is Mouton." ā
"My name is Ikoma."
The two of them fell, and their eyes invariably shifted to Kui Sheng, who scratched his head and said, "My name is Kui Sheng, and Ikoma are good friends. ā
"Hmm." After Mouton wrote down the names of the two, he was about to make the bed and go to bed, but he screamed at this time.
"By the way, Mouton, when I came from the middle carriage earlier, I heard that the samurai seemed to be coming for you, and I don't know what they were doing."
"Looking for me?" Mouton was a little surprised, and just as he was about to speak, Mouton had already heard the sound of footsteps one after another.
"Here."
"I'm not mistaken, he must have been placed in this place."
"Then knock on the door."
There were scattered knocks on the door outside, Mouton glanced at Ikoma and Tsuyo, stood up, walked to the door of the carriage, opened the door, glanced at the samurai standing in front of him, holding steam guns in their hands, and asked, "Is there something?" ā
"You've got a treasure on you, right?!"
"There must be, we've all seen it, it's the longbow that, when pulled, can shoot without the need for arrows."
"That's it, how can you let you hold such a weapon, you should hand it over."
Mouton froze in place, a little puzzled if these samurai had a problem with their brains and would come to trouble him.
There was a slight cold light in his eyes, and Mouton still had a smile on his face, and said, "That's my thing, are you sure you want me to hand it over?" ā
"No...... Don't think you can ...... with a weapon like that."
Before the samurai's words fell, a purple giant sword that shone with a faint light was already on the samurai's neck.
"You, what do you want to do?"
"Let him go."
"Let go, or I'll shoot."
A group of samurai with steam guns were terrified, and no one noticed how the purple giant sword in Mouton's hand appeared.
"Killing you people, it doesn't have any effect on me, if you want to trouble me, you have to weigh whether you have the ability."
Mouton's eyes were filled with fierce light, and the suffocating killing intent on his body was released by Mouton, and such a momentum directly made the samurai with steam guns cringe.
"Bang."
I don't know who it is, I activated the steam gun in my hand, the bullet flew out, and it was easily held in Mouton's hand, spreading out his palm, Mouton looked at the bullet in his hand, and a mocking smile gradually rose from the corner of Mouton's mouth.
"Very good...... I thought I wouldn't be able to spot you by hiding in the crowd, right? ā
"Boom!"
A strong wind blew in the carriage, making it impossible for the samurai to stand still, and stepped forward to the young samurai who shot at him, Mouton reached out and pinched the samurai's neck directly.