Duke of Grief

It was another night when the lantern was on, the evening wind blew through the street, the sunset had fallen, the street lights next to the main road were gradually lit, and the workers who had gone out to work had already returned home, either enjoying a warm dinner between their families or lying alone Tossing and turning in bed.

The lively city turned into another kind of lively, there were noises and cheers in some deserted taverns during the day, and after drinking too much, adventurers and mercenaries were thrown out of the tavern by the boss or thug. There was a burst of laughter.

The black dragon yawned and leaned against the wall. The shadow in the corner just covered his figure. Several figures in cloaks hurriedly passed by in front of him, but he didn't find his presence at all.

He glanced sideways for a few moments, and then swayed and followed.

The lead man suddenly stopped, and the people behind him also stopped. At this time, a light came into his eyes. Two policemen in black uniforms passed by the alley. They also carried the light to the alley. I took a look inside and made these people suddenly sweat and sweat.

However, the moon was covered by clouds. With the light in the oil lamp, the two policemen did not find the gray men hiding in the alley.

After the two policemen left, several grey-clothed people who were close to the wall were relieved. Fortunately, the health environment of Wind City was good. At least there was no strange smell or strange things in the alleys.

One person went out to look at the probe a few times before hooking the others, indicating that they were keeping up.

The last man had just stepped out of the alley with his forefoot, strangling his neck with his hands, covering his mouth, and dragging him into the alley.

Three seconds later, a gray man walked out of the alley and quickly followed the nervous team.

After the gray men left, the two policemen circled back and glanced blankly at the alley. A man was lying inside, but he just passed out and was not killed.

The two of them walked over to set up the man. The next job of the two of them was to take the man to the police station, but they were obviously not very satisfied with the work.

There was a Grand Duke and a few knights and lords sitting in the town. Tonight, the action of the Qing cultists must be stable, and they still have to do such trivial work. Although their strength is indeed not strong enough, they can go to this encirclement and suppression. Alright!

‘Seth, how is it going? ’

The voice of the maid sounded in her mind, and Cervantes raked in his waist and replied: ‘It’s still around, but it should be coming soon. ’

His perception is sharp enough to be able to perceive the surrounding vision, but these people he follows are not good.

The process was very boring, to the point that he even wanted to yawn. The person who led the team really wouldn't get around, and after so long, he still didn't get rid of the tracker, but he made himself dizzy and didn't even know Whether the tracker is still there.

‘It’s not the direction to the sewer, we guessed wrong. ’

‘Since it’s not a sewer, don’t make too much noise. It’s nowhere else. We’ll have to pay for the repairs, or... from your wallet! ’

&er! ’

Cervantes was scared out of a cold sweat, which was really terrible, he did not dare to imagine that kind of picture.

In order to build a wealthy, civilized and harmonious new Wind City, it is necessary to clear the cultists in the city. They are like a time bomb. They don’t know when they will explode or whether they will explode, but they are a dangerous item and must be early. Clear.

Like Cervantes, he is a single dragon on this side, and the others are led by at least one Cavaliers.

Because the development time is too short, there are too many hidden dangers in the Wind City. At present, the tragic leader is preparing for the founding of the country. If you don’t want to make something happen at the founding ceremony, you must do it at this time. These cultists have been resolved.

Evil gods or demons sacrificed by cultists can feed on human fears, and they absolutely do not mind doing anything to gain more fear in the founding ceremony of the Principality of the Winds.

Taking into account all aspects, in short, cultists must be killed, their existence is an insult to humans!

Cervantes was thinking about it, and the man headed stopped, but fortunately he also stopped in time.

The man stood in front of a wooden door and stepped forward to knock.

"who is it?"

A gap was opened in the door, and a low, hoarse voice came from behind the door.

"Silver snakes walk around the sky," the man whispered.

"...Dusk stupid nowhere to hide, come in."

The wooden door was pulled open, and under the dim light, the grey mermaid entered, and Cervantes followed.

‘Sera, have you heard? ’The shadow of the hood enveloped the black dragon’s face, and no one noticed the strange look on his face.

‘...I will rectify the intelligence department, sure! ’

Cervantes seemed to see the gritted face of the maid behind the words.

After the signing, they let them in without any doubt, and actually let only one person know the sign. Although many cults are Caotai groups, it is too simple anyway.

However, this is the case. The people in the intelligence department have not yet taken out this cult stronghold. If it is not their intellectual disability, then they are probably slack.

And hearing the two ciphers, Cervantes almost figured out what kind of cult it was.

It’s nothing more than a certain “prophet”—mostly a **** stick—the foreseeing the end of the day, a big dog called “dusk” will destroy the world, so you must believe in a **** called “silver snake” In order to avoid disasters or save the world, he feels that he has guessed it now.

‘I’ve never been connected to your mind, why don’t you know that your inner activity is so active? ’

Facing the maid's question, Black Dragon shook his head slightly: ‘you ask me, how do I know? ’

Although someone followed behind, Cervantes' movement now looks like it's just looking around and observing. With a little curiosity, I believe that the blind old man behind him should not care.

He is now in a tunnel, with one person in front of him carrying oil lamps and one down the stairs, and Cervantes also saw the stone bricks on both sides of the tunnel.

‘How many years old do you think it is? Asked the Black Dragon in his heart.

‘It’s been at least three years! ‘Even the maid had some emotions. ‘They were already active here during the time the old duke was alive, and they really dare! ’

There was a buzzing chanting sound in his ear, and Cervantes knew that he was not far from the destination.

This is the underground of the old city. Heilong estimates that there is probably.........

He walked for about four minutes, and the bright lights were near.

After a few steps, Cervantes came to a cave that was about the size of a church. The cave was already covered with oil lamps, which made him unable to raise his eyebrows.

‘It’s really rich! ’

The maid on the other side also said: ‘There are nobles supporting them, or here is just a stronghold, not a headquarters. However, I have notified the priesthood that I will be there for you in about 20 minutes. If you want to search for it, solve them as soon as possible! ’

'Do not! The people’s property has nothing to do with me, but I’m suddenly angry...’

Cervantes glanced at the cultists who were kneeling down on the ground, "The whole sorrow wind is my thing, why don't you ask yourself?"

Suddenly he lifted his cloak and sneered twice: "A group of thieves and robbers, want to **** my "property"? Let me try, do you have that ability!"

Heilong rubbed his wrists, and the fat man standing on the evangelistic platform also woke up and screamed: "Quickly stop him... No! Get rid of him! He is the running dog of'dusk fool'-- We were all deceived before. He is not the messenger of the silver snake, he is the running dog of the Dusk Fool. He is disguised to destroy here and destroy our sad wind! We can’t survive without the kingdom, he is Demon, he is a running dog, get rid of him! Kill him!"

Feeling the hostile gaze around him, Cervantes froze, then smiled indifferently, "It's foolish!"

It's just some ordinary people, how can he stop him?

Three seconds later~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Cervantes crushed the fat man's throat and wiped the greasy hands with the clothes of a cultist around him, those who were shocked by Long Wei to the desperation of ordinary people Ground.

Looking at these, Cervantes shook his head, "It's really boring!"

It can be expected that these'ordinary church members' will be brought to the education scene by the priests. Although they do not know how deep they are being brainwashed, but they are now scared by Long Wei to dare to rush up and He knew desperately that they might not believe it.

It seems that only the fat man is really stupid...

What is certain is that this fat man is a magic stick, because he has no special abilities, full of fat and no ability to cast...

Cervantes touched the scar that had just appeared on his face, and was a little surprised, "Legend rogue?"

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