Late Wednesday night, Plitz Harbor Pier.

"Boom!"

Occasional explosions can be heard in the silent harbor, followed by fires or smoke rising.

Grandin followed the sound and adjusted the direction of his progress, stopping and running. From time to time, he held the container next to him and gasped violently, and he felt that his lungs were about to burst out of his throat.

The crimson moon hung high in the sky, and because there was no haze, in the bright moonlight, Grandin could clearly see the flags on the warehouse in the distance, and the small insects flying around the street lamps in front of him.

After the church knocked it some time ago, it really made them hear the echo. A 'criminal' Extraordinaire lurking in Beckland and his accomplices have been tricked out.

The Night Watch Team 7 and the emergency response team immediately dispatched and chased all the way from the steam station to the port of Port Pletzer on the outskirts. The accomplices of the Wild Extraordinary were captured or killed one after another on the way, and now the Extraordinary Man was still on the run, looking like he wanted to sneak in and out of the harbor to escape from Bakeland.

But unfortunately, because tomorrow is the day when the ironclad ships are launched, in order to ensure the safety of the king and nobles, all the large and small ferries of the port of Plitz were driven out of the port early this morning, and those freighters were also arranged to be unloaded at the port of Enmat.

Therefore, unless that extraordinary person can cross the sea in the flesh, he will not be able to run away today. Moreover, the substitutes of the Church of the Storm will come quickly when they hear the movement here, and the sea is the home of these grumpy old buddies.

Grandin swallowed, his throat burning like he was on fire, and his legs and stomach trembled from the long pursuit. With a slight shudder, he took out the Demon Hunter bullet from his revolver and replaced it with Doom Ammo.

During the brief engagement with the Extraordinary, Grandin had not been able to hit him, and perhaps the more radial Doom Bullet would have done its trick.

"He can create poisonous fire, he has sharp instincts, and his physical fitness is inhuman...... But it shouldn't have gotten the 'Malicious Perception' ability, and it seems to be the 'Cold Blooded' of Sequence 8 or the 'Serial Killer' of Sequence 7. ”

Grandin paid attention to the movement around him, and as he reloaded his ammunition, he thought:

"No, given his abundant physical fitness, it's more likely that he's a Sequence Seven 'serial killer.'"

For tonight's arrest operation, the emergency response team was fully dispatched.

Al is on the front line with the captain of the seventh group, and they are the only two who can catch up with the 'cold-blooded killers'. Next up is Lorota, whose physical fitness allows her to occasionally arrive at the scene of the battle before the 'Cold-Blooded Killer' escapes, and cooperate with the captains in battle.

As for Grandin, he's explosive, but running a marathon is still too hard for him. He and Borgia fell in the third echelon and could only be stuck in the back to assist in the defense.

The rest of Group 7 was encircling the battlefield from the other direction.

The extraordinaire of the 'criminal' path is too harmful to society, and nothing can be said today to allow him to escape.

"Boom!"

The muffled sound of a steam grenade exploding came from not far away, indicating that he was close to the battlefield.

The night watchmen of the harbor had been persuaded to leave, and there was now only the criminal and two teams of night watchmen left, so they fought quite aggressively.

Grandin's breath gradually evened out, and he began to think more holistically:

"Am I going to go to the aid right now? But will this 'cold-blooded killer' kill him when he finds out that there are no ships in the harbor for him to escape? Where will he choose to run away? ”

Grandin's eyes looked around the harbor and finally stopped at the location of the open-air warehouse, where many containers were piled up, and the terrain was difficult and there were numerous obstacles.

……

Several figures are constantly jumping on the wooden plank road of the pier.

The 'Serial Killers' in the midst of the battle were full of hideousness, and the steam grenade of the Nightwatcher had just sunk the only ferry boat.

He had to find another way to get out of here.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a poisonous fire to stop the pursuing woman. This woman's fists and kicks are very heavy, even if his body transformed by potions is inhuman enough, he is still unwilling to take this woman's fists.

The other two men who had come in a triangular formation also stopped, and they began to chant the psalms.

The serial killer's cunning eyes flashed, and he spoke at the same time, his mouth emitting a series of curses woven in demonic language. The two controls hedged each other, and the force of the shock made the three of them take a step back in unison.

As soon as the two night watchmen retreated, a flaw immediately appeared in the encirclement network. The 'Serial Killer' jumped out of the poisonous fire to grab the road while the two were stiff.

After throwing three throwing knives at the night watchmen, he reflexively ran back into the city.

Since you can't go to sea, go back to the city and lurk.

The instinct of the perpetrator led him to choose a warehouse lot with enough obstacles when he escaped. He believed that if he could run in, he could even try to fight back.

But something seems to have gone awry with this plan, and on his way to the warehouse, a night watchman appears in the way, with a crimson moon hanging behind him.

The 'serial killer' didn't stop, and he even had a cruel smile on his face. He knew the night watchman, and in the first encounter, the fish tried to hit him with a gun. It doesn't seem to have much melee ability, or the sequence is low. Even if he is not in a good state now, he can completely slaughter this night watchman before escaping.

"Why is this guy smiling so happily?"

Grandin, who was blocking the criminal's path, looked puzzled.

To the left and right of him are stacked containers, about four stories high, which you will never be able to climb without special abilities. He himself was in the middle of the narrow passage, a terrain that allowed him to shoot with his eyes closed.

Seeing that the 'Serial Killer' had entered his preset position, Grandin narrowed his eyes and uttered the preset activation phrase in Hermes:

"Light! Greasy! Slow! ”

The flash of light makes this place as bright as day.

The 'serial killer' turned white and lost all vision. At the same time, his left leg seemed to be stuck in the mud, but his right foot seemed to step on a banana peel and began to slip continuously, which made him almost split on the spot in two different states.

But in a cold state of mind, he did not rush to adjust his posture, but first threw out the flying knife inserted in the armed belt on his chest with poisonous fire and continuously.

Since the ground can't get through, just jump ...... Just what?

A squinting Grandin pops out the ancient gold coins and steals the idea of the 'Serial Killer'. He leapt forward and dodged the throwing knives that came at him.

The 'serial killer', whose movements were completely deformed, could no longer control his posture and fell forward with a tumbling roll.

"Smack."

Grandin stepped on the 'serial killer' who slid over with his foot, and the night was dark, and the next moment the revolver in his hand fired-

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

In a two-bedroom apartment in Tingen, at the same time, there was a gunshot.