"Seven people died. They shouldn't have died.

"They didn't have to die."

Meka hadn't seen such a frustrated Kaserba for a long time. She sat on the stairs of the gate of an old house in a dark window, burying her head low, holding her hands tightly together, and her tone was low, constantly inhaling and sighing.

Meka had already discovered her before she got close to her. "I would have found those guys earlier." Kasperba buried her head deeply, and the Belle and several other members of the Ghost Sword Brigade standing around all raised their heads and looked at Meka helplessly.

Meka shook her head slightly, signaling them to leave first, then turned around and looked at the noisy Ding Ke: "President! Where are those despicable villains?! Let me take them all out!" Ding Ke's angry look attracted the attention of many members of the Ghost Sword Brigade around.

After the defense of the Ghost Sword Brigade was dispersed by the mob and the mysterious people hidden in the mob, they could only retreat into the alley in a mess. At first, there were a few proud mobs who wanted to continue chasing them, but after their heads were thrown out of the alley, the mobs immediately changed their path and deliberately bypassed the alley.

"Ding Ke." Meka said to her with a bitter mouth, "You go and help you get the wounded first, and then take action after I discuss with the president."

Ding Ke opened his eyes wide and originally wanted to say something, but when she looked at the decadent president, she immediately closed her mouth and followed Mai and Mozi to help bandage the wounded.

Meka sighed.

When she left the dungeon, she followed the stairs of the tomb. The passage under the brothel collapsed due to an earthquake and the tomb was seriously damaged. They and Marcus's team almost thought they could not leave it. However, as soon as they arrived at the church square, they were immediately surrounded by seamen holding torches. If Meka had not met Mr. Badong of Langshi Town at the Duke's dinner, they might have been trapped there for a long time.

After learning that the mob besieged the inner castle, Marcus and others rushed to the inner castle. After all, compared to the crisis brought by the monsters, Liehua is more important to them. If they want to establish a guild, Anthony, Liehua is indispensable.

Lianda left alone with what Anthony gave her, while Meka immediately informed Master Badong about Anthony's research on dragons, and told him that the blind saint was the key. But Master Badong told her that they had known this long ago and had already begun to implement the plan.

"I just got the news before that stupid dragon chased the little girl and ended up hitting the giant monster king. What a guy! I heard that the two monsters were having sex! Bah, the gods are here, it would be great if I were there too!" Master Badong leaned on the bench and shook his head and said with a little unwillingness.

Meka, who was confused about this, had no time to stay for more details. After learning about the attack of the Ghost Sword Brigade, all of them seemed to be trapped. They rushed back to the old city as quickly as possible. At this moment, the old city seemed to have turned into hell. If the guards riding horses were not rushing around and shouting, waving the iron spear and machete in their hands, Meka even felt that the city on this side might have turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Many refugees and local residents of Golden Waterfalls were huddled in the corners, children were crying loudly, women were sobbing, old people were moaning or praying, and many mobs were drunk, holding wine bottles that they had snatched from somewhere, raising their heads and pouring them down, dragging wooden sticks or axes in their hands, either beating people covered by shadows at the edge of the alley, or showing off their power in groups, seeing the guards rushing past, and immediately fleeing into the dark alley.

However, when they saw Meka and the others wearing red and blue cloaks, they laughed and surrounded them with a strange smile, cursing or saying some dirty words at them. Of course, there is no need to say more. After Ding Ge cut off one of them with a big sword, they immediately screamed and fled. If Meka hadn't called Ding Ke, those who escaped might have been slaughtered one by one by her.

"We have no time." Meka said to Kaserba the same thing she said to Ding Ke at that time. "The inner castle was besieged by the mob. Do you still remember the mission we received from the Duke?"

Seeing that Kasepba didn't speak, Meka immediately said, "Those mobs will really burn that girl to death."

"I know." Kasperba replied in a low tone.

"How did those mobs break through our defense?" Meca asked immediately.

Kasperba shook his head, then sucked again, and said in confusion: "There are some people among them, some very... different people, they are npcs, they, they... I have never seen such npcs."

"If this is the case, the inner castle will be even more precarious." Meka said to Kasperba seriously.

"I know," Kasperba replied a little annoyed, "I know all of this."

"So why are you still sitting here?" Meka asked seriously.

"Because..." Kassabah was about to raise his head and say something, so he lowered his head again, and then sighed softly, "Because they... Meka, there are many of them who originally planned to treat this as the last time they stayed in Adam. The last time, they... they won't come back. They won't come back, Meka. When they knew they could come to the north to challenge the real monsters, they all agreed. You know that, they plan to treat this as the last battle in Adam..."

"But what did I do?" Kasperba finally raised his face and looked at Meka. Meka could see the unwillingness and loss on her face. Then she turned her head and Meka followed her eyes. The head of a member of the Ghost Sword Brigade rested on the thighs of another member of the Ghost Sword Brigade, and her chest kept rising and falling, making difficult breaths.

"She was poisoned by the killing thorn, you know that kind of playful. The crossbow arrow shot into her abdomen, and the poison had spread. I...I can't save her, I tried, but I...she is dead. But she is still enduring the pain caused by the damn realism system and has not been offline. Meka, why? Because this is the last time she has stayed in Adam." Kaserba said to Meka in pain, but a few seconds later she sighed again. Meka saw that her eyes were full of regret and unwillingness, "You know all these, Meka."

"You always know."

Meka remembers that after seeing her like this, many people left Adam and the Ghost Sword Brigade, and she was lost for a while. Meka heard the girl who had the poisoned arrow pillowing her thighs whispering something to her friend. She knew that they were saying goodbye.

Kasperba looked at the girl who was infected with the poisoned arrow and said in a hoarse voice: "Because of my mistake in judgment, they died like this. They hung under the poisoned arrows and the hands of a group of broken-minded mobs. Is this the last battle they are looking forward to?"

"They shouldn't have died just like this, Meka, this is different from what they expected, and it's different from what I expected. Meka, it shouldn't have been like this." Kaserba shook his head and hugged his head with his hands, "Meka, I messed up. Just because I underestimated the mob, I messed up."

"Kate..." Meka's expression also eased, and she wanted to comfort her.

But Kasperba sighed at this time, then stood up and patted the gray on his body. "Didn't you say we have no time?" Kasperba spoke with a slight nasal sound, and she looked at her and sniffed, "I'm almost guilty. Let's talk about the others when the chaos of the sky is over."

Seeing Kasperba stand up, many members of the Ghost Sword Brigade who were sitting with their weapons also stood up. Kasperba looked around them, then sniffed, and squeezed out a smile: "I've been waiting for a long time, girls."

Kasperba walked to the girl who was pillowing on her friend's lap and squatted down, then grabbed her hand, and said softly: "I'm sorry."

The girl squeezed out a smile at her. Then the difficult breathing stopped and her undulating chest calmed down.

"Farewell time is over." Kasperba stood up with his hat brim, then turned around and went.

"Let's go."

She took the lead, her heels clattering on the cold stone bricks, and other members of the Ghost Sword Brigade followed her silently, leaving only the members responsible for cremating the bodies of their teammates to stay in this dark alley.

The sharp blades drooped, and the metal and their eyes were shining with a cold luster. The shadow faded, and they walked out of the alley one by one, scaring some people squeezing near the alley immediately stood far away. They either carried lanterns or lit torches on the brazier beside them.

Meka followed Kasperba with a bitter mouth, and couldn't help but look at the burning sky in the distance with worry.

...

As soon as Anthony walked out of the black door of the tomb, he was immediately blocked by the guards surrounding him. He recognized the bald nobleman at a glance, wearing the most gorgeous leather jacket among the seamen, with white sails painted on it, and an anchor was tattooed on his bare muscles and strong arms.

"What happened? Is the abyss on fire today?! One by one, escaped from the tomb!" Master Badong shouted at them impatiently, "If the church finds out, he must get here to have a big fight with the duke!"

"No, sir, I don't think they will know." Anthony weakly squeezed out a smile at Master Badong, "As long as you don't say it, no one will know."

Master Badong suddenly fell silent, then stared at Anthony's face, then he grabbed the torch from the hand of his followers and walked to him: "Good guys, have you really brought a living zombie out of the tomb?"

Anthony's condition is indeed very bad at this moment, with no blood on his face, weak body, and needs help from walking. However, when he was called a zombie, the other mercenaries around him couldn't help but sneer.

"Sir," Anthony himself didn't mind. He took a breath and said in a calm tone, "We are here for special missions."

"Special mission? That's what you call tomb robbers now?" Master Badong straightened his back. Although his beard had begun to turn white, he was still a head taller than Anthony. "I want to search your bodies. If I find a piece of copper burial with me, I will hang you all on these fruit trees!"

"Sir, if you hang us on these fruit trees, the church will really run to Jinhu City to have a big fight with the Duke." Aleya said, staring at Master Badong with her blue eyes.

"Ha, another female snake!" Master Badong frowned after seeing Aleya, "There are more female mercenaries I met today than I have seen in my first half of my life!"

"Sir, this lady is the magician in our team." Anthony spoke to Master Badong at this time, "We are here to find that dragon."

"Magic?" Master Badong blinked and looked at Aleya curiously, "Is this little girl a magician? Humph, I think she doesn't even stuff the evil dragon's teeth enough!"

"How did you find the tomb in your tomb?" Before Anthony and his group could answer something, Master Badong handed the torch in his hand to the entourage beside him, and hugged his chest with his hands: "I did hear that a group of mercenaries were doing something big, but suddenly a dragon came out."

He pressed forward, narrowed his eyes and stared at Anthony's eyes and asked, "Will these have anything to do with you?"

Anthony looked at Master Badong's eyes and clenched his fists secretly.

"Sir," he swallowed, "There's not much time left. If anyone can deal with the dragon, it's only a magician."

Master Badong straightened his back again, then looked at Aleya, and after two seconds of silence, he said, "Even in the story, there is no such thing as a magician to deal with dragons."

"The story also said that you could use a sword to cut off the dragon's head, sir!" Anthony raised the volume, but it touched the wound on his chest, making him breathe in pain, "Well... the best way to deal with magic is magic, sir. Please tell us where is the dragon?"

Master Badong looked at Anthony again, then frowned: "If you dare to talk to me like this, I might break your teeth. But..."

He shook his head again, "I don't believe you," he raised his head and looked at Eleya, "Are you really a magician?"

Aleya didn't know how to answer, after all, she didn't know what to be a magician, but the Misilver Staff of the Sky did provide her with a spell that she could use, so she nodded.

"Then do you prove it?" Master Badong asked suspiciously.

"Sir," Anthony said patiently, "the magician is not a clown who performs tricks."

"Enough, I don't want to continue to quarrel with you, a half-dead person." Master Badong waved his hand, then turned around, and shouted to the guards and the seamine: "Let them all get out."

The seamen holding torches came forward with a stern face to take them away, but Anthony shouted to Master Badong: "Sir! Um...where is the dragon?!"

"Are you just in a hurry to die?" Master Badong did not look back, but continued to walk towards the church. "You ask them," he raised a finger and pointed casually, but Anthony knew that he was referring to the guards and seamen around them. "I wish you a happy dragon hunting." Master Badong walked away with a sarcastic smile.

Anthony immediately looked at the guards and seamen who were looking at them with expressionless faces.

"Do you know where the dragon is?" Alps asked looking at them.

The guards looked at the burning sky in the north numbly, and one of the older ones raised his finger: "Just follow the yellow flame, the stinky smell of sulfur and the most scary roar."

At this moment, a terrifying roar came from afar. Anthony and others were stunned, while the guard pointing to the north grinned and showed his yellow teeth, "Did you hear it?"

Then the guards and seamen around them all laughed at their expressions.

...

Joel quickly walked through the crowded crowd. He squeezed away the roaring and screaming mobs, and his eyes were always on the tin man swimming on the edge of the crowd. The red stone above its head was always on Joel.

Why didn't it dare to come? Joel thought in confusion, was it afraid of hurting these mobs?

Joel was caught up with this thing as soon as he came out of the church square. It seemed that he had been waiting for Joel to come out outside the church square.

Joel didn't know how it left the dungeon and where it came out, but it always stared at Joel. No matter how Joel traveled through the alley, took a detour, and avoided its sight, it could catch up.

Finally, Joel accidentally moved closer to the inner castle while running away, and then he found that the thing was hesitating. Finally, after some temptation, Joel was sure that the thing was deliberately avoiding the crowd. When he got into the crowd, the thing did not dare to approach, and whenever a mob approached it, it immediately hid far away.

Although Joel was able to temporarily avoid the pursuit of that thing, this did not mean that his situation was safe. The crossbow arrow shot from the city wall shot the mob beside him, and he was almost shot by an arrow. If he hadn't been in the state of a snake ring, he might have been shot through by that arrow.

The Snake Ring is very unstable. Although Joel has always maintained the Snake Ring state, in fact, as long as he relaxes a little, the time acceleration effect brought by the Snake Ring will be weakened and he will start to descend to the normal time flow rate. After Joel hid in the crowd, he did not deliberately speed up the time flow rate. After all, it is quite troublesome to maintain that state. Only when it is really critical, Joel will grit his teeth and increase the time flow rate faster. When the thing stays away, he lets the Snake Ring down by itself, just like breathing. It is impossible to keep inhaling or exhaling.

After entering the mob group, Joel soon discovered something was wrong with the mob group. He could hear the shaking sound of the strings among the yelling crowd. He saw arrows flying out of the crowd and shooting towards the city wall.

Why did such a group of mobs have crossbows? Joel thought so and walked towards the crossbow. Because the scene was too chaotic and the light was dim, many people did not notice that the time flowed significantly faster than their Joel, or even if they noticed them, they would feel that the flash of figure was because they were looking at it wrong.

But just as Joel approached the closest mob with a crossbow, he found himself targeted.

Two people leaned towards Joel like conditioned reflexes. When they approached a certain distance, one of them raised the dagger, and the other stabbed the dagger from below into Joel's abdomen. The two daggers slightly refracted the flames of the torches held by the mobs around them.

At the same time, a terrifying roar came from afar, attracting people's attention.

What was that? Joel thought in confusion. Then his movements turned the gloomy expressions on the two people's faces into surprise. Joel's black sword poked out from under the cloak like a cat's claw popping up. This move was learned from the Principal mercenary with a scimitar when he was in Lengshi Town. In addition, the black sword itself is the silent assassin's sword, so this unexpected attack made Joel's trial and error.

Joel's black sword pierced a man's chest, and he found that the men were wearing mature leather armor under their rag shirts.

Who are these people? He frowned slightly, and while the other man holding the dagger was stunned, he pulled out the black sword again, and cut it across with a sword, the man's head flew out, and the spilled blood scared a large area of ​​mobs to scream and avoid it, and the head was kicked away by them in panic. Joel moved before the two corpses fell, and the sprayed blood slowly fell in the air around him. He turned sideways slightly, letting a ball of falling blood, and stretching out his hand to push away another corpse that had not fallen completely.
To be continued...