"Look! That yellow flame!" Standing in the wicker box high, the thin old man in a torn robe on the wooden barrel, hissing and screaming attracted many people to watch. Kasperba was also among them. So many people who were so scared that they were at a loss gathered together, and something bad was bound to happen.

When did the crowd gather so many? Kasperba was very confused because the second disaster - the first time was the monster breaking through the city wall, the city was ignited, and the second time was the earthquake - after the arrival of her, she issued extremely serious orders that the crowds with more than twenty people would be forced to disperse.

But it seemed like it suddenly appeared here. Before the Ghost Sword Brigade could react, many people had already gathered.

She walked into the crowd and pushed away the crowded men and women, but many people didn't notice her at all. She walked slowly towards the front row of the onlookers. "There were about eighty people," Luluen, who was standing on the roof not far away, said in a deep voice in the team's voice, "People are still getting closer to this place. And there are several small groups with no less than ten people not far away, looking at the president."

"Look! This sand falling from the sky!" As he said that, the thin old man scattered a piece of sand that had been held tightly in his hand and grabbed from the ground in the air. "Disaster has come! Our home is invaded by those ugly monsters! Half of the city has turned into a sea of ​​fire!"

"Who is that guy?" Balem asked in confusion in the team's voice.

"I don't know, maybe it's a beggar?" Luluen, who was watching from the roof in the distance, replied in a low voice. She always subconsciously lowered the volume when she said something she couldn't do.

"Sand falls from the air! This is a great disaster! Even in the holy books, even in the ancient books of the church, this is a huge disaster! All of us will be doomed!" The old man's hissing roar caused a burst of wail and crying.

"President? I see something is wrong. Do you want me to knock him down with an arrow?" Aya, who had already set up the arrow, asked in the team's voice.

"No, it depends on the situation." Kasperba said coldly. Now the emotions of the masses have begun to accumulate. If a sudden attack occurs, it may detonate the explosive barrel. She looked at the old man who was inciting the crowd, continued to squeeze out the crowd and walked towards the front.

Someone actually stopped her. She raised her head and looked at the man with a cold and hard face, thick lips and a pair of lifeless eyes. He was a strong guy, Kasperba realized that the man's eyes were staring at him.

He could see through Kasperba's special skill of "sliding" with C-proficiency. Low-level players could not detect her breath and movements at all. Unless they were particularly vigilant, players around 40 might be attacked by her. But this man discovered her.

The hand under the cape of Kasperba had already grasped the hilt of his waist. The man saw Kasperba lowering his head, the brim of the red leather hat covered her upper half of her face, and the erected cape covered her lower half of her face.

The man was wearing a cloth shirt like the residents of Jin Falls around him, and looked like a poor resident. But in this short contact, Kasperba found that his strong body was far inferior to even the strongest farmers, and his size was different from the surrounding residents who yelled with the thin old man.

This guy... Kasperba bit his teeth, and the man turned his head and continued to look at the thin old man. He was silent like a killer, just staring at the old man coldly, completely unaffected by the surrounding environment. But his location was so close to the old man.

What made Kassabah most uneasy was the identity of the man. No, Kassabah did not mean that she knew who that man was, but the most basic information she got when observing that man: this man was an npc.

Kasperba suddenly realized that someone had begun to gather towards her. The people lowered their heads and looked gloomy, not like other residents who gathered with emotional excitement.

"Evil will be punished in the end! This is recorded in the holy scriptures! The kingdom laws are also recorded!" The old man pointed to the sky and roared, "But evil should not be borne by innocent people! Evil! We should be pursued in the bottom line! Evil! We should be punished severely! All of this has its roots!"

"President, something is starting to be wrong!"

"Gather people now! Immediately!" Kasperba began to try to squeeze out the crowd, but the crowd became more and more excited, leaving her almost unable to retreat.

"It's the Duke! The Duke of Golden Waterfalls! His precious daughter! Adultery with the devil who hates the gods! She is the root! She is the evil!" The old man widened his eyes, as if it was the only place with a soul on him. His old and rough skin, reflected by the fire of the torches held in the hands of those gathered, made him look like a dry corpse. "She is the scourge! The scourge of all of us!"

"President! Do you want to shoot that old man to death immediately?"

"President! The crowd is starting to riot!"

"Kill her!" After the first person shouted, the crowd immediately became irritable.

"Kill her!"

"Burn her to death!"

"Puncture her with a wooden stake!"

"Kill the devil's illegitimate son!"

Among the roaring crowd, Kasepba was almost unable to move forward. She wanted to squeeze out the mob that shouted to kill the duke's daughter, but they backed it. The two men widened their eyes and glared at Kasepba. At this time, Kasepba found that the two men were holding things in their hands, a wooden stick and a short axe for chopping firewood.

"President?!" Berham also discovered the abnormality of Kasperba and immediately asked someone to come and answer Kasperba in the team's voice.

When Kasperba squeezed into the crowd, he didn't find anyone holding weapons around him, but at this moment the mobs around him had more or less possessed something in his hands: pitchforks, wooden sticks, daggers, chair legs, short axes and all kinds of strange things, and very few of them could be called weapons. But no matter what, these people were prepared, Kasperba realized.

At this time, the few people with gloomy faces had already walked behind Kasperba. He raised the sharpened dagger in his hand, and the blade of the dagger was sticking to the disgusting green. When Kasperba turned around, he saw several pairs of gloomy eyes staring at him like hungry wolf preying on him.

Ah, I was treated as a lamb. Kasper thought depressedly.

The sharp sound of wind suddenly reminded me of scared many people to avoid Kaserba. She held a scimitar and a thin blade in her hand. The bent blade of the scimitar wiped the bodies of several mobs, and at most it only cut their clothes. Kaserba had no intention of killing these ordinary people. However, even so, the hilt of the knife and the arc-shaped iron guards on the hilt still smashed the heads of the mobs holding the "weapons" and fell down wailingly.

Almost in an instant, the crowd exclaimed. Kasperba was like a blooming flower in this crowded mob. The hem of the red and blue cloak was raised, and the scimitar pierced towards the back of his neck, directly piercing a pair of gloomy eyes. The thin blade was tilted behind him, blocking the poison-coated daggers.

She pulled back the scimitar, and the raised blood and the wails of those who had been knocked over to the ground by her scimitar hilt made the mobs away from her in horror. This made her want to ask for it. When she turned around, she found that except for the corpse lying on the ground, other people holding daggers had been hidden in the crowd again.

At this time, Balem was already carrying a cross gun and the other two mercenaries from the Ghost Sword Brigade to Kasperba.

"President! Is it okay?!" Berber looked at Kasperba anxiously, but was turned by her.

"Who do you think your president is?" As he said that, Kasperba did not pay attention to Belle's excessive concerns, but put away his thin blade, took out the appointment letter issued by the duke from under the cloak, and shouted loudly to the silent crowd: "I am Kasperba, the leader of the mercenary group of the 'Ghost Sword Brigade'! Lord Udolph, Duke of Jin Falls, personally appointed as the city guard captain. I warn you as the city guard captain! Disband immediately! Otherwise you will be disbanded by our force!"

"We are not afraid of you!" Someone hid in the crowd and shouted, then someone followed and roared at them, and some even began to insult them loudly, probably insulting their gender.

At this time, the members of the Ghost Sword Brigade were most unacceptable insults. Kasperba raised his head, and the thin old man was gone, always wanted to. Aya in the team replied that the Taoist priest she shot him, and then the old man rolled down from the pile of wood and fell into the crowd and disappeared.

"Last warning!" Kasperba saw more and more members of the Ghost Sword Brigade approaching and shouted at the crowd, but the shouts of the mobs overwhelmed her voice. So she sighed and said in a deep voice in the team's voice: "Free counterattack, the most priority is to protect your own safety. Be careful that there may be some high-level NPCs in the mob group. Don't act rashly until you are not sure about their purpose."

The members of the Ghost Sword Brigade scattered and surrounded the mobs, two or three, or even one in a group, surrounding the mobs like wolves.

"Don't be afraid of these bitches who can only fuck snakes!" someone shouted in the crowd. The mob started to attack them. Before he finished speaking, the mob suddenly remembered the sound of Jixian shaking, but the sound was too small compared to the roaring crowd, and even Kasperba almost noticed it.

"careful!"

But it was too late. She raised the scimitar, and the arrow and the blade flashed out of fire. She flashed her body and barely avoided a crossbow arrow at such a close distance. There was more than one crossbow arrow, and each arrow aimed at a completely different target.

They have crossbows.

Many avatars flashed red in the team on the left of Kasperba's vision, and some of them even became darker. Kasperba's eyes widened at this moment, and he looked at the crowd rushing towards him. His distorted anger and ugly anger were already hidden behind those faces.

These miscellaneous pieces. Kasperba was almost knocked out by anger. The air screamed beside her. Several angry faces suddenly turned into horror. Then this expression was frozen on the flying head forever.

"President!!" Balem shouted loudly in the team's voice, "The crossbow arrow is poisonous!"

Kasperba, who had just rushed into the crowd and started killing, stopped. She subconsciously turned around and looked at her guild members. The mob bypassed her and rushed towards those guild members who were shot by crossbow arrows or were protecting their injured companions.

Then she felt a dull wind, and she turned around and slashed violently on a slender dagger, and a spark burst out. The tall man bowed his body, and the dagger blocked Kasper's scimitar, and the bayonet held in his other hand had stabbed Kasper's abdomen.

Zheng! Kasper's thin sword pressed against the man's bayonet, and almost pierced through Kasper's wallet half an inch further forward. The bayonet was obviously also covered with poison. Kasper raised his head and looked at the man's gloomy eyes.

The two of them were trembling and stalemate. Kasperba gritted his teeth, his face with anger, which was completely different from the man's cold and hard face.

The man spoke at this time.

"The scarlet rose from the Ghost Sword Brigade has long been famous."

"What did you say?" Kasperba lowered his head and stared at the man's eyes tightly.

"Women are not suitable for being mercenaries."

"ha?"

The man's strength increased a little, but he still couldn't get half an inch more.

"I'm here to negotiate terms."

"Yes." Kathaba replied coldly, "After I cut off one hand of you all."

The man was silent for a moment. He did not dare to relax at all, because he wanted to retreat a little later. He was sure that the woman in front of him would definitely seize the opportunity to break himself off. But equally, the woman did not dare to retreat a little, because as long as he found the right opportunity, he would stab her to death with a poisonous knife without hesitation.

The five bloodless corpses squirting upside down on the ground around Kasperba were like open barriers, which made the mobs frightened and did not dare to approach Kasperba at all.

"If you let me back, I can let my subordinates stop for the time being." The man said to Kasperba in a deep voice.

This time, Kasepba did not continue to refuse. She took two steps back with the man in silence and kept within a safe distance. When she fought with the man, she noticed that those with gloomy eyes stood behind the crowd with crossbows. Obviously, the crossbows had been filled and might still be aiming at her.

There are many wounded people in the guild and are also infected with poisonous arrows. If those people continue to pursue... Although Kassabah will vow that none of them can leave alive, the Ghost Sword Brigade will definitely suffer casualties.

"I want to negotiate with you, woman." The man said in a deep voice.

"Say." Kathaba stared at the man coldly.

"You leave here and don't interfere with the matter here, we will let you leave safely."

Kasperba was silent.

"You'd better hurry up." The man urged coldly, "those mobs are not with us."

Kasperba naturally knew that a few casualties had appeared in the team panel, and more and more people's panels flashed red. It was obvious that the man's accomplices were mixed among the mobs, otherwise the mobs would have been dispersed by the individual powerful ghost sword brigade.

"Yes." Kathaba had no choice. She raised her eyes and looked at the man, "But you want the antidote to the poisonous arrow."

"There is no antidote." The man replied decisively, "The poison with the antidote is meaningless." Then he paused again after seeing Kasperba's angry face, and said in a deep voice, "But I can tell you that the poison we used this time was made of 'killing thorns'."

Kasperba had anger on her face, then she raised her cloak and turned around: "Don't think this is over. I'm very revengeful."

"Retreat! Immediately!" Kasperba said in the team's voice, gritting his teeth.

The man looked at Kasperba in silence and turned away, then raised his hand to stop his subordinates who wanted to shoot the cold arrow.

...

Although Alev was very worried about Ethran's safety, he knew that with Ethran's personality, if he took Hemi back to the place close to the demon dragon, she would definitely be furious.

He walked through an alley in silence, protected Hemi in his arms, and then directly hit a pile of wood with his strong body. Then he crossed the avenue before the sound attracted the line guards who supervised the battle. He lowered his head and looked at Hemi. The girl had ashes on her face, but to Alev's surprise, there was not even a burn on her body, and even a single hair was burned by the fire.

But when Alev took the cloak that Ethran gave her from her, the yellow flame burned Alev's palm. The cloak was like ignited paper, and it immediately burned completely after Alev threw it aside.

The girl fainted, Alev didn't know why. It was because the demon dragon did to her? Alev didn't know, but she saw lava-like light lit up on her body when she screamed. The patterns stretched into her face and hands.

Aside from this, Alev didn't know whether she was injured. He took her away from the demon dragon to confirm her safety. There was a quiet area around her, and the noise was coming from afar. Alev felt that this place should be considered safe, so he put down Hemi, lit the lantern, and began to carefully check whether there were any scars on the skin on her arms and face.

At this time, he heard the sound of horse hooves and the sound of marching. He frowned, because he was right next to the avenue. Is the defense guard coming to patrol? He hid the lantern, walked to the entrance of the alley, and looked outside the avenue. Suddenly, he saw a man riding a fast horse rushing over, and another rider followed behind him.

Alev was stunned for a moment, because he felt that the minimum man in front saw him, but he just flashed by, and neither side could see each other clearly. When Alev turned his eyes to the team following the two riders, he frowned again.

It is a Knight of Iron Chain Wearing a Uniform Brown Cloak.
Chapter completed!