"Damn, what guy is not long-sighted, and dares to ignore the orders of the Red Silk Legion?"

With a cacophony of sounds, the door of Mrs. Maggis's tavern was slammed open, and then dozens of people poured in "hula-la-la", and for a while, this deserted tavern was suddenly very lively.

The first person is a big man with a height of nearly 2 meters, his name is Dunrkoske, this guy is wearing a simple leather armor, the muscles are protruding all over his body, and his two small eyes like mung beans emit a fierce light, yes, he is a barbarian.

The barbarian tribe between humans and orcs is only a small race in the Noah continent, the population is not large, counting the old and weak women and children are only a few million, due to the small number, the barbarian tribe is not good at fighting men, women and children, and their strength is strong, although they belong to human beings, but in terms of cultivation, they are biased towards the power of orcs.

Therefore, these barbarians are all muscular and strong, both male and female, and not only that, but the barbarians are also proficient in all kinds of weapons, especially throwing weapons, such as hand axes, javelins, etc., which are a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.

When the Red Silk Legion descended on the Noah Continent, the barbarian tribe actually took the lead in surrendering the Red Silk Legion, and even worked for them, which surprised many people.

Of course, there are still great benefits to surrendering the Red Silk Legion, especially when the Red Silk Legion is in full swing, Dunrkowsk is just a small chief of the barbarian tribe, and it didn't take much effort to become a picket captain, and his strength with the help of the Red Silk Legion directly broke through the initial level of the Sacred Domain from the master-level high level in one fell swoop, and became the Sacred Domain powerhouse that everyone dreamed of.

Dunkorsk had a deep understanding of the strength of the Red Silk Legion, and for this reason he was more willing to die for the Legion.

The pickets nominally monitored, inspected, and managed the wearing of armbands and the Red Silk Legion logo, but in reality, the pickets had so much power that they could arrest anyone without interrogation, throw them in black cells, torture them slowly, and even die in prison without anyone knowing.

In short, the pickets are a terrible organization, black prisons, and even more eerie and terrifying existences, basically in the Dark City, as long as Dun Erkosk roars that voice, even the law-abiding people will be frightened and weak.

But now, Dunkosk was a little surprised, and the guy in front of him, dressed in a necromancer outfit and not wearing any Red Silk Legion logo on his body, sat there with a big thorn, eating the beef that had just been made, and drinking the ale with a calm face, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

"My lord, that's him!"

Needless to say, it was the man who had just run out to tell the whistle, and at the moment he had a flattering smile on his face, staring at Dunkosk expectantly, and glancing at the necromancer with gloating.

"Lord Dunkoske!"

Magis had no choice but to run out and salute Dunkoske, while Christine on the side glared at the informant viciously, her eyes full of contempt.

At this moment, the few guests in the tavern were gone, and only Magis's mother and daughter, the pickets, and the young man who was not wearing any signs were there.

"Yo!

Dunkosk laughed, "I heard reports of people wandering around the streets without armbands in broad daylight and entering taverns to drink, and to be honest, I don't believe it yet...... Now there is still someone who has the audacity to disobey the orders of the Red Silk Legion!"

He nodded lightly and sneered, "Necromancer...... Hehe...... Necromancer......"

At this time, Dunrkowsk's eyes narrowed, and in an instant, the hearts of the pickets who accompanied him shrank suddenly, which was a signal that Lord Dunrkowsk wanted to kill.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?"

As he spoke, Dunkorsk jerked his leg up, kicking a nearby table away, and the poor table slammed into the wall with a thud and fell apart......

This sudden victory made the originally tense atmosphere in the house drop to freezing point at once, and the murderous intent overflowed, scaring Mrs. Magis and Christine's mother and daughter to the point of trembling.

However, the creature in the necromancer's outfit was unaffected, eating as if no one was around, and every now and then he took a sip of the fragrant ale as if it were all air, and only then did he raise his head, glanced at Dunrkorske, and spat out a word softly.

"Get out!"

"What?"

Not only Dunkorsk and his pickets, but even Magis's mother and daughter were stunned, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and a ridiculous thought arose in everyone's hearts, if this guy was not looking for death, then he was definitely a madman.

No one dares to challenge the authority of the pickets, even if it is a strong man in the Divine Domain, it is impossible, because behind them stands the Red Silk Legion, maybe a strong man in the Divine Domain can kill Dunerkosk lightly, but he will definitely be hunted down by many strong people in the Red Silk Legion, under the iron fist rule of the Red Silk Legion, there will never be a strong man who does not obey orders and is not controlled, and the strong man of the Divine Domain is no exception.

Dunkosk was stunned for more than ten seconds, standing there like a fool, with his savage wisdom did not know how to deal with this matter, for the simple reason that there was no precedent.

No one on the Noah continent dared to say "no" to the Red Silk Legion, since the fall of the Scourge Church.

However, Dunrkowsk would not think that the young man in front of him was a powerhouse in the Divine Domain, for the simple reason that he was too young.

"Hahahaha......"

Emerging from the shock, Dunrkorsk laughed, "Good, good, this is the first time I've met someone like you...... Interesting!"

"I wanted to use your flesh to wash my steel axe, but when I look back, it's just too cheap for you to die......" Dunkosk stared coldly at the necromancer, the smile on his face cruel and hideous.

"I think you should be arrested and thrown into a picket black cell, where you will be tortured in 80 ways - rest assured, we have professional executioners who can enjoy the whole process while guaranteeing your life......"

Hearing this, Christine sighed in her heart, this guy ...... It is definitely a dead person, and basically no one who enters the black prison can come out alive, whether he is guilty or not.

Magis's heart was extremely nervous, she was afraid that this matter would implicate her, after all, the person was caught in her tavern, and she was already calculating how many gold coins she would need to satisfy her appetite.

Strangely, the young necromancer remained seated, his graceful fingers holding knives and forks, dancing on the plate of beef in front of him, and the cooked beef stained with sauce was poured into his mouth piece by piece.

"Grab me!"

Dunkosk straightened his clothes and shouted, as if he heard the cold shouts of the team, and the young man's unwilling struggle, but was finally arrested and thrown into the black cell, and he could even hear the sound of torture instruments torturing the flesh, and the poor young man's howling and begging for mercy.

For a long time, no one moved, and the tavern was silent, so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling to the ground, except for the sound of the necromancer's hand clashing with his fork.

What Dunkorsk thought of did not happen at all!

"Are you all deaf with rice buckets? I'm telling you to arrest this guy......"

Dunkorsk became furious and yelled at the pickets.

Still hasn't moved!

At this time, Dunlkosk suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the cold sweat on his forehead ran down with a "hmm-" sound, and he looked back. I saw that the men he brought with him stood there with their mouths wide open, dumbfounded, motionless, and had long lost the characteristics of life.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

Dozens of people fell at the same time, and the pickets, who had no vital features, were corpses one by one.

"What?"

It was only this time that Dunkosk was truly shocked, and just now, the twenty or thirty men he had brought with him had lost their lives without a trace.

This qiē is like magic!

How did he do it? This necromancer...... Who the hell is it?

Dunrkowsk's fingers trembled, his heart was full of fear, he had too many questions in his heart, he didn't know the identity of the other party, he didn't know the strength of the other party, but one thing was basically certain, this young man in front of him who was eating beef and drinking ale with a calm face was far above him.

Don't...... Is he a powerhouse in the Divine Domain?

Thinking of this, Dunrkowsk's heart shook fiercely, and his brain completely sobered up.

Walk!

Out of the instinct of life, Dunkosk screamed, and like a wounded beast, he rushed out of the door.

"Bang-" sounded.

Without warning, Dunkorsk's skull exploded like a watermelon, and blood mixed with brains splattered onto the tavern door......

Dunkosk died, taking a person's life, it turned out to be that simple, of course, for the black-robed young man who was sitting upright, he didn't even move his chair.

"Uhhh

Magis and Christine hugged each other tightly in fright, their bodies trembled, the look on their faces was as white as paper, the qiē transformation in front of them was too fast, and the guy who was the prey just now became a hunter in a blink of an eye.

Although they didn't know what was happening, the qiē in front of them was obvious.

Who would have thought that this young man in a necromancer's robe would hide such a powerful strength?

The indifferent young man still sat there, as if nothing had to do with him, he ate the beef in front of him unhurriedly, put down his knife and fork, drank the glass of ale again, took out a white handkerchief from his bosom, wiped his lips gently, and then put it back, at this time, he slowly stood up, and walked gently to Magis and the mother and daughter.

"You...... You don't hurt my daughter......"

In front of the terrifyingly powerful young man, Magis tried her best to feign composure, but in fact, she was terrified to the extreme, and her voice trembled slightly.

Christine was held tightly in her mother's arms, and at this moment, she really saw the face of the terrifying young man, which was an ordinary, featureless face.

It was just that the face gave Christine a very familiar feeling, and she tried to remember that she must have seen it somewhere.

Finally, Christine's mind flashed with inspiration, and the face of the young man in front of her completely overlapped with the face in the Undercity Plaza......

"It's him!"

Christine was stunned, it was a name that resounded throughout the Noah continent......

The young man smiled, he stretched out his left hand, gently touched Christine's hair, pinched her little face, and whispered Magis.

"The beef here is good, but the ale is a little lighter......"

After saying that, the young man smiled slightly, and without looking back, he strode out.

Saved!

Mrs. Magis breathed a sigh of relief, but the daughter in her arms screamed.

Ron...... You're Ron!"

Christine jerked herself out of Lady Magis's arms and rushed out of the door like an arrow from a string, but at this moment, however, outside the open door, there was still the shadow of the young man?

"Lord Ron...... He's finally back!"

Christine's heart was warm, having lived in the Dark City for many years, she knew what Ron's arrival meant, and at this moment her heart was once again filled with hope.

Ron is back!

That's right, Ron is back, and at this moment Ron walks through the empty streets of the center of the Undercity, his steps are firm, and his eyes are burning with the fire of revenge......