Somewhere in the darkness of Riverdale, several people were looking with satisfaction at the masterpiece they had committed, the light of the fires burning in the rooms on either side reflected on the faces of the three men.

Light and dark are intertwined.

Old K easily threw the last special torch in his hand into the fire next to him, and the fire became bigger and bigger.

"Let's go."

The guy lowered the unsightly cap on his head and glanced at the bald guy who was dragging the corpse on the side and didn't respond. The fighting power of these night watchmen is not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of them, the travelers.

"Yes."

A cold voice.

The traveler, called the pit viper, glanced around, and the light in his eyes didn't look so comfortable, like a venomous snake hiding in a dark cave. His sallow face was also brightened by the firelight.

"Hmm

Hmm

Hmmm! ”

The bell on the warning bell tower in Riverdale had stopped for some time, and was replaced by a melodious and ordinary flute.

Old K looked up at the dark place over there.

The sound of the flute was heard.

That's the heart of the plan, the real key.

Because.

"Roar!"

Under the sound of the flute, above the lonely mountain in the distance, something fluttered its wings, and it brought with it the roar of the wind and death.

Summoning the Dragon Flute.

Above the bell tower, the man known as the Grey Rabbit, the initiator of the whole project, was playing his own ordinary-looking instrument on the tallest building in the town. But where there is a legendary creature like a dragon, the instrument is a true weapon, especially if the player doesn't use it correctly.

The rose leaned against a wooden column at the top of the bell tower, and she still stood out even in the absence of light.

The woman quietly looked at the masterpiece of the man with the white rabbit fur scarf on the side.

In the distance, the coercion in the air is getting deeper and deeper.

The sound of the flute also stopped at this time.

Pin it around your waist.

The gray rabbit listened to the roar of the big crimson golden guy dragon language and the common language of the road, and jumped from the four-story bell tower without any scruples. Jumped off.

"I hear you, where is it?"

In the sky, a dull male voice sounded.

But he did not answer.

Many of the night watchmen who stood in the open to arrest the murderers were even more frightened and trembling by the fierce beasts that suddenly appeared in the night.

The last dragon in The Lord of the Rings, Smaug.

"Where is he?"

Roars and echoes.

No one replied to the dragon's question, quiet. Most of the principals were still at the baron's manor in the town.

Anger ensued.

The dragon's breath poured out from the mouth of the winged lizard, and the flames with immortal attributes were more like adding fuel to the fire, connected to the fire caused by the people on the ground.

"Where is he?"

Another unanswered question.

In the shadows, five travelers calmly watched the dragon blaze unbridled. They carefully restrained the distinctive aura on their bodies, waiting for the next link-

Divide-Cut-Line -

Knights and horses.

When the rumbling of horses' hooves began to sound from all sides of the Baron's Manor, the owner of the realm, Tyrone Winchester, stepped on the spirited heavy horsemen who were usually tended by the servants.

"March!"

A dull command came from the heavily armed iron helmet.

Departure.

Zhao Qian followed the knight as the heir, and he instigated the war horse.

The mount under his crotch became restless as he got closer and closer to the giant beast in the sky lit by flames in the distance.

The heavily armed knights were silent in the darkness, the hooves of their horses cutting shallow pits on the gravel road in the center of Riverdale.

A little soothing.

The traveler carrying out the plan increased the force of pulling the reins in his hands. Believe in the reins.

Until the arrival of the military order.

"Raise your bow!"

The group of hundreds of men each took up his bow and arrow hanging from his horse.

"Buzz-buzz!"

One special longbow after another was pulled half-full.

They had formed an army to defend against the creature on the top of the lonely mountain.

The red-gold giant beast in mid-air not far away obviously also felt the evil aura of a thousand hundred and hundred.

It's a pity.

Late.

"Shoot!"

The command rang out over the blazing valley.

Below, the townspeople wailing in blood and fire. (To be continued.) )