There was a muffled sound of horses' hooves in the thick fog, and the vague figure gradually became clear under the gaze of everyone. The first thing that catches your eye is a slightly old black banner with a long sword entwined with many thorns painted on an inky background.

The flag bearer under the banner was a dark-skinned middle-aged man, and he looked at the people who had escaped death coldly, without saying a word. Soon, more figures came out of the mist on warhorses and gathered beside him. It was a cavalry squad of more than twenty people.

But the most surprising thing for everyone was that the equipment of these strange visitors was too messy and old. Their armor was in tatters, and many of the chain mail and crusty armor they wore on their bodies even had holes in them. Others simply bare their tops, carrying only a weapon that looked very old in their hands.

In the eyes of everyone present, this group of riders really can't be called a team, if you say it ugly, it's better to say a group of miscellaneous soldiers, or savages.

However, neither Soveran nor his party, nor Gadore and his men, showed the slightest disdain for this group of "wild men". Because the closer you come to the front, the more you can find that this group of people is filled with the lingering smell of blood that can only be accumulated through time and fierce battles. The cold wind that seemed to be wrapped in ice particles blew through the skin, stirring up bursts of tingling touch, conveying the most obvious fact - this group of people is definitely not easy to mess with.

Tandra's expression was extremely solemn, and his brows were furrowed together, as if he was thinking about some incomprehensible problem. "Calm down, don't act rashly......" he whispered to the crowd around him.

Soveran and the others were stunned for a moment, and after a little glance at Tandra, they all nodded lightly to show understanding.

On the other side, Gadore and Adjutant Fein glanced at each other. For him, no matter how you look at it, the current situation is much better than when he was just besieged by monsters. This group of ragged fellows is whether it is the private soldiers of the down-and-out nobles, or unknown mercenaries, or even robbers, even traitors. As the sheriff of Kugir Town, he can always bring them benefits, as long as there is a benefit to make the other party's heart move, they will not be able to escape, and even the problems of these fugitives in front of them may be solved together.

Finn immediately understood what Gadore meant, and he withdrew his sword from its scabbard and shouted to the other party, "Dear gentlemen, I am the lieutenant of Lord Gadore, the magistrate of Kugil, Finn. The reason for entering the Death Mist Swamp is to hunt down these fugitives!" he continued, pointing to Soveran and the others, "On behalf of Lord Gadore, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to all of you for your help to us just now. In the name of the Lord God, if you can help us succeed in capturing these fugitives, we will pay you all within our means. ”

Fein said as he looked at the "wild man" not far away. "Gold coins, field products, goods! As long as you say it, we can give it to you!"

Sovereign looked at Tandra a little nervously, he finally knew the name of the other party's sheriff, and at the same time, he also realized how tempting the other party's offer was at this time.

Tandra didn't speak, just shook her head slightly.

"Poof......

In the cavalry ranks, which had been silent all along, someone suddenly couldn't help but laugh. "Hahahaha......" With this voice, all the "wild men" on horseback laughed, leaning forward and backward with laughter, and some even laughed so much that they threw their weapons to the ground.

"What did that guy say? gold coins? haha......"

"Oh oh oh! Not only gold coins, but also land! Hell, maybe women! Hahaha......"

"Hurry up, give me a knife! Damn, I'm going to laugh and 'lose my breath'......"

“......”

Amid the growing laughter, Finn looked at his chief in bewilderment, while Gadore squinted his eyes like frost and clenched his gums hard. Even Sovereign and the others stared at each other silently, they really didn't think it was funny, but in the laughter of the other party, they felt an increasingly strong chill, and there was a creepy weirdness.

"Alright, don't frighten our guests!" a gruff voice rang out at the back of the line. With this voice, the "wild men" finally stopped laughing. They all got out of the way, and soon, a man on a war horse walked out.

It was a burly man, with unusually developed muscles wrapped under the black riveted soft leather armor, and they bulged in large chunks, as if they were about to burst the leather armor in the next moment. A shaved head on his stout neck and a half-circle of black totems were tattooed with a pair of eyes that radiated the ferocious gaze of a beast.

Fein breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was a leader, things would be much easier, and he took a deep breath. "Dear Sir, I think you have ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the bald man casually took a spear from the hands of his subordinates next to him, raised his hand and threw it into the sky, and the next moment, when the spear body touched his palm, the whole spear turned into a cold light and flew towards the adjutant's chest.

With a "poof", the spear carrying the explosive power of the bald man pierced through Finn's chest, nailing him to the ground in a bloody arrow that shot into the sky.

"Ahem...... Finn gripped the spear, gulping up blood, staring blankly at the figure on horseback, and then at the sheriff beside him. His mouth trembled, trying to say something, and finally, with a short exhale, he didn't move.

All this happened too fast, not to mention Gadoré, even Soveran and the others, they didn't expect the other party to kill people directly, and it was clean, as if it was just drinking water.

"You ......" Gadore's voice was low and hideous, Finn's life and death actually had nothing to do with him, his anger came from the other party's offense to him.

The bald man interrupted him. "Shut up!" the man said, sitting on his horse, and pointing his hand at Gadoré, "Say it again! it's you who die!" he said, glancing around the few men standing behind the sheriff. None of these Kugil guards dared to look at him, and they all bowed their heads timidly.

Sovereign and the others tightened their grip on their weapons, and sure enough, as Tandra said, maybe they were the bigger trouble.

The bald man smiled with satisfaction, and pulled out a small cage from the back of the saddle that contained a black, bat-like creature. "Little one, it's your turn. As he spoke, he grabbed the struggling creature in his hand, "Don't resist, it'll be fine soon!"

Seeing such a scene, everyone in the field couldn't help but feel nervous, in the face of this group of strange "wild men", God knows what the other party will do after killing one person.

"That's the Sniffing Bat, also known as the 'Faith Bat,',......" Tandra whispered, "The old way of leading, they're getting closer and closer to my guess......"

"Guess?" Sovereign asked in a low voice, "Uncle Tandra, you ......"

Shaun Sr. pressed Soveland's arm and glanced at Tandra. "No need to ask, you'd better hope that this guess isn't true, or that it's just an illusion. Then he stopped talking.

The bald man slashed the dagger at the neck of the letter bat, and the little black guy immediately convulsed twice and stopped moving, and was thrown to the ground.

It wasn't long before the rumbling of horses' hooves could be heard faintly in the thick fog, and it seemed that another team was speeding towards it. Soon, a screaming letter bat first burst out of the mist, like a black streamer, and pounced on the dead kind.

After that, another similarly chaotic team appeared in front of everyone. The leader of this group was a thin man, but what was not commensurate with his size was the simple and slender longbow behind his back. When he saw Sovereign and the others standing in the field, his eyes lit up obviously, and there seemed to be a trace of unbearable excitement.

"Ugov, you lucky guy!" said the man with a smile as he looked at the bald man, "You found him first!" he paused, pointing to Finn's corpse on the ground and continued, "Why did you kill another one?"

Ugov touched his stubble-covered chin nonchalantly. "He wants me to let them out, and the benefit is gold coins......"

"Hahaha......" the emaciated man laughed too, "Well, he did die unjustly!

"Don't worry, Thule!" Ugov shook his head, "absolutely nothing! I don't dare to joke with my life......" he said, looking at Sovereign and the others with a wary face, "Let's go, distinguished guests!

Following Ugov's words, Thule commanded his cavalry and circled behind Sovereign and the others, sandwiching them in the middle.

Gadore and his men immediately gathered together, raised their weapons in fear, and prepared for battle.

Not only them, but Sovereign also raised his sword, Thomas and Paislin stood beside him, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense. "Where are you taking us?!" Sovereign asked aloud, there was so much weirdness about these "wild men", and the trend was even increasing.

"Where?" ......laughed and tightened the reins of his horse, "to our city, of course!

"You ......," Sovereign tried to ask, but was stopped by Tandra.

"Don't ask," said Tandra, "since there is no choice, it is better to go with them, and besides, I want to see who their 'boss' really is!" his voice was firm and forceful, with a hint of unspeakable suspicion.

"As prisoners, we don't have any weapons confiscated, do I have to thank you?" said Peslin, looking at Ugov, as he purposefully provoked and looked for a possibility of escape.

Ugov knocked lightly on the horse's belly and circled around Soveran and the others. "You can give it a try, and I'll be looking forward to your resistance! or it's going to be boring......" he looked Paislin up and down, "trust me, I'm not going to kill you." But only one life will be left!"

Gadore listened, narrowing his eyes slightly. "I can go with you, but I have a request. He looked up at Thule, "Because of the monster attack, many of my subordinates have been scattered, if you can, can you help me get them back?" His plan is simple, the greater the power in his hands, the more he will be able to save his life in the unknown danger.

But Thule's answer made everyone's hearts fall to the bottom in an instant. "Forget about them, get lost in the Death Mist Swamp, they have only one end!" he said, staring at Gadore, word for word, "Surely death!"