When the second, bigger explosion came from the center of Hongfang Street, Morris, Leyock and others had already fought their way out of the Blood Bottle Gang who could not cohere due to the confusion of command. They saw the following people from a distance.
Cinza where clowns circle around.
Qinza is nearly two meters tall, but at the same time he does not appear thin, but strong and steady. His dark skin, straight yellow hair and stern face make him look quite serious, but the elders in the brotherhood all know:
"The Uncrowned Fist" Cenza Myron, the leader of the six giants, is the most reliable person in the association besides the three killers - no, most of the time, he is more reliable than the three killers.
"You call this a superpower?"
Qinza looked coldly at the "Knife Clown" Kes who was walking up and down on the roof, constantly shooting knives from his bottomless space pocket, and said with disdain.
Maurice, Adeleonza, Leyock, one 'super-level', two 'ordinary-level' masters, and who knows how many others - one of the eight supernatural warriors of the Blood Bottle Gang, squatting
The "Knife Throwing Clown" on the rooftop, Kes, looked solemnly at the gathering of more and more Brotherhood masters, and thought silently.
The elite members of his Blood Bottle Gang have been slaughtered.
There is also Cinza, a guy who is close to the "extreme realm".
The reinforcements from the Blood Bottle Gang are nowhere to be seen. There is no news yet about the two "super-levels" Song and Lubei, as well as Rolf. Solo lost contact ten minutes ago, and the coward Tinker is hiding in
Secretly, he was probably watching. As for Nu Menuo, he was the one in charge of the Qincha. Since the Qincha was intact, he had probably seen the ferryman by the prison river.
What's worse is that with the explosion, the air wall disappeared, but the instructions of the air magician have not been transmitted from the ears.
Chris's consideration didn't last long.
Behind Cinza, one of the thirteen generals of the Brotherhood, the Northlander "Steel Cone" Adlianza, gritted his teeth and hunted the super-power warrior from the Eastern Continent that Cinza had just hunted.
, the head of Song, a puppet master from the Suye Kingdom nicknamed the "Chaos God Soldier", was casually thrown to the ground.
The clown pondered for a while, took out two throwing knives from his own power space, bit an oxygen tube (in order to prevent Morris's power) into his mouth, and at the same time made up his mind to leave immediately.
In this situation, even the Qi Magician cannot criticize his choice.
But the next moment, Kes was surprised to see Cenza's fist hitting his face.
When did Cinza become so fast!
But then he saw a fat figure behind Cinza. It was Morris who was clenching his teeth and activating his supernatural powers.
He didn't empty the air around me, the clown thought in astonishment and despair, but - drained the air around Cinza?
When the first explosion and the wall of air disappeared, Morris knew that there would be unexpected changes tonight. And when the second astonishing explosion sounded in the distance, Morris reacted: the opportunity to counterattack had arrived.
He kept silent and decisively cleared the air on the path between Cenza and Kes.
Qincha felt the changes around him. This boxer with whom he had had a tacit understanding for many years, instantly held his breath and struck out. He ignored the air resistance and punched out at a speed several times faster than usual!
The battle didn't last long.
When Qinza effortlessly grasped the two flying knives of Kes, and used the terrifying iron fist that did not stop, slow down, or miss, he blasted through the supernatural space that he relied on for a living (the clown relied on this supernatural space to block
When he attacked from a distance and had prepared oxygen and flying knives so that Morris could not do anything to him), Leyock had silently fallen behind him.
Morris, who had used his supernatural powers, bent over and held his knees to breathe, his fat flesh trembling on his face. He did not look at the clown who was sure to become dead, but turned to Cenza and said: "The second time - the second time
The second explosion came from deep inside Hongfang Street. There must have been an accident that we didn't know about."
"But no matter what, the air wall failed, and the Air Magic Master must have - something must have happened! And we have retreated far enough, and the manpower has gathered - almost gathered." Morris calmed down his breathing and judged seasonedly.
: "Song and Kes are both damaged here. If it is the bait used to lure us into the bait, then the sweetness of this bait is enough for us to give it a try!"
Lyok ignored Chris' plea for mercy and coldly cut open his neck, which was covered in oil paint, and nodded: "After the road is clear, there will be rewards ahead, and the body of 'Ghost of the Wind' Rolf is found.
Lord Lancer at the rear sent information about the deaths of Spin and Dorno, and with the addition of Kes, most of the combat power available to the opponent in Yongxing City has been reduced."
In response, Cinza lowered his smoking fist and his reply was brief:
"Then call back!"
Therefore, the dawn of Hongfang Street is greeted with blood.
When Narric, as Lancer's designated logistics commander, saw the scene of Morris and Cenza returning from the bloody scene at the junction of XC District and Red Square Street, it was almost dawn.
Morris patted him on the shoulder, exhaled, and smiled: "Although the process has some ups and downs, but -"
"——Hongfang Street is ours."
"It has been expected for a long time, of course." Rick replied with a smile, thinking about how to repay the beggar's escape from the abandoned house and Quaid's death.
At least the ghost won't come again.
Rick thought, looking across the crowd to a mysterious figure in a cloak in the distance.
Moreover, with Lord Lancer's promise, I won't be demoted too badly.
"Silent Killer" Leyok didn't even look at Rick, crossed him, and ignored the blood on his face, and hugged the "Playboy" Belicia who was coming from behind Rick.
"Are you not dead yet?" Belicia didn't look worried at all, coughing and laughing.
"Who can make me die except you?" Leyock said with a ferocious smile, and kissed the woman's mouth fiercely.
"Who saw Edmund!" Qinza's voice came from the crowd, "Without him, I wouldn't be able to take down the 'Chaos God Soldier' so easily!"
"Damn cook," Qincha could only curse when he saw no one responded, "Run away as soon as it's time to drink!"
In the world of Errol, in the early morning of November 16, 672, in the End Calendar, a bloody and cruel "One Night War" broke out in the Red Square Street between the two overlords of the underground world of the Star Kingdom, the second largest kingdom in the Western Continent.
This was an asymmetrical battle. From the very beginning, the Black Street Brotherhood fell into the ambush and trap of the Blood Bottle Gang, but the result of the bloody battle surprised many people.
In this battle, the Black Street Brotherhood suffered 214 deaths and 367 injuries. Among the thirteen generals, 9 participated in the battle and 7 were injured. The two giants Maurice and Cinza fought bloody to the end and survived safely.
The "Gangster Nobles" Blood Bottle Gang suffered the largest rout in history, with 445 people dead and 290 injured. 10 of the Twelve Strongest participated in the battle and 8 died in the battle. All 5 of the eight superpower warriors died in the battle.
.There are even rumors that the Qi Magician who directed the operation and appeared publicly for the first time in more than ten years has also disappeared.
That night, the explosion in the center of Hongfang Street woke up almost every resident of the royal capital of Yongxing City. Among innocent civilians on Hongfang Street, 1,229 people were affected, 275 of whom died in the explosion, 438 were injured, and 516 were injured.
Home can be returned.
Hongfang Street, especially the central block, was also seriously damaged. This matter was even mentioned by the Royal Defense Officer at the royal meeting the next day. The agenda was second only to the discussion of the "Border County Development Tax Exemption Case" and how to receive it.
The matter of envoys from the Kingdom of Exeter. In the end, the Royal Council ordered the Xicheng Police Department to act quickly to "quell civil conflicts and stop private fighting."
Hongfang Street changed hands from then on, marking the full invasion of the Brotherhood's power into the Western District, and the balance of power in the underground world of stars began to completely shift towards the Black Street Brotherhood.
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However, what many people don't know is that at the same time as that night, there is another major event that will change the future destiny of the Star Kingdom.
Thales was embarrassed to be held in his arms by Yodel - masked weirdo, masked weirdo, masked weirdo, Thales always said it three times in his heart, and passed by a person he didn't recognize at all at extreme speed.
urban area.
Thales felt that he could no longer remain silent.
"Tell me again, why did you come to me?" Looking at the bright sky in the distance, the traveler asked painfully.
"Reuniting you with your father." Yoder said respectfully, lowering himself, standing on the surface of a river, causing a circle of ripples, and passed through a bridge hole.
Thales rolled his eyes.
"So who are you?"
"Your father's secret guard." Yoder said respectfully, crossing a tall sentry tower. Such a big man and a child passed by, but the guard in the sentry tower didn't even blink.
Thales sighed.
"Are you mistaken? I'm just a beggar who ran away!"
"Absolutely not, this is God's will." Yodel said respectfully, stepping on a gold shop signboard, the signboard hanging with an iron chain did not even sway.
Thales felt like he was going crazy.
"Who is my father!"
"A gentleman I respect very much." Yoder said respectfully, dodging a white eagle that was preying on a flying swallow. The speed shocked both the flying swallow and the white eagle.
Thales was completely desperate.
What kind of trouble is this kind of rhetoric that doesn't reveal any key information at all and makes people think "Wow, it's so polite, I'm sorry to make it difficult for him anymore"!
Thales gave up.
When they realized that they had made a mistake, Thales said silently - He shouldn't kill me to silence me, right?
The traveler tilted his head, waiting to see the sunrise, and asked boredly:
"Yodel."
"yes."
"You don't have a background in diplomacy, do you?"
"no."
"That's a pity. The way you talk is really suitable."
"Thank you for your recognition."
Yodel seemed unable to hear Thales's sarcasm and still spoke respectfully.
He climbed over a high wall and landed silently like a spider in front of an avenue with exquisite flower beds on both sides.
Then, contrary to Thales' expectations, Yoder stopped.
In front of them, parked was a simple but heavy carriage.
In front of the carriage, a middle-aged man with gray hair held a lamp and walked slowly towards them.
Yoder gently put Thales down.
The time traveler landed on the ground and suddenly turned his head to look at Yoder, feeling that he was a little - um, not cool?
The middle-aged man approached, and through the light of the lamp in his hand, Thales couldn't help but notice that he was wearing plain, yet simple and heavy clothes.
The middle-aged man has a broad chin, which makes him look friendly, and a short, neatly groomed beard on his lips, showing respect. However, his cheekbones are high and he looks a bit stern. The bridge of his nose is slightly soft, but he seems to be gentle.
This is probably a very complicated person, Thales said silently.
He raised his right hand - which was covered with a black glove - and lifted his bowler hat, bowing slightly.
"Good morning." Unlike Yodel's hoarseness and silence, this voice sounded solid and reassuring.
This is a nobleman, a great nobleman - Thales concluded.
Could it be that he is?
But Yoder's words behind him made him retract this idea.
The man wearing the mask spoke calmly, but his words were not inferior to the original:
"Why are you here."
The middle-aged nobleman nodded slightly, smiled, and replied without any dissatisfaction: "To be sure."
"He doesn't believe me?" Even Thales could hear Yoder's dissatisfaction.
"He trusts you so much that he is even willing to entrust you with his wealth and life," the middle-aged noble said slowly:
"But I don't believe you, and you know why!"
Thales seemed to feel a flowing lightning flowing between Yoder and the middle-aged noble!
Yoder was silent for a moment and unexpectedly did not reply.
The middle-aged nobleman did not look at Yoder anymore, but slowly squatted down with a moderate smile on his face.
"Son," he said to Thales, "I know you have had a hard time along the way."
The middle-aged noble looked at the scars and bleeding on Thales's body, took out the glove on his right hand, stretched out his hand and touched his wounds. Every time he touched a place, he frowned slightly.
"I'm sorry, but please believe me, kid, after one more procedure, your misfortune will end here."
Thales, who was not used to it, was just about to say something when he saw the middle-aged noble put down the lamp in his hand and grabbed the right hand of the time traveler.
Then, he took out an exquisite sheathed dagger from his arms!
Thales wanted to shrink back instinctively, but his right hand was firmly grasped by the middle-aged noble!
"What do you want to do?" Thales asked anxiously. The middle-aged noble just looked at him firmly, not letting go of his hand, and at the same time slowly drew out the dagger.
"Snapped!"
It's Yodel.
He bent down and reached out to firmly hold the middle-aged noble's shoulders!
Yodel's face could not be seen clearly through the mask, but Thales was grateful for this "father's secret guard" for no reason.
Without him, he had seen too much blood and blades tonight.
"Yodele!" The middle-aged noble seemed to be very dissatisfied. He raised his head, frowned and whispered, but he said unquestionably:
"You know this is necessary!"
Thales looked up at Yoder, feeling a little panicked, although he vaguely knew that the middle-aged noble was not doing anything harmful to him.
"Then use his own dagger!" Yoder said coldly.
The middle-aged noble stared at Yodel. At that moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with frost.
After a long time, the middle-aged nobleman compromised. He nodded and stuffed the dagger back in his arms.
Only then did Yoder let go of the middle-aged noble's shoulders.
"Don't panic, kid," the middle-aged noble turned his attention back to Thales, and his tone returned to gentleness, "I'm just taking a little blood sample."
Thales looked at him.
The middle-aged nobleman's eyes were gentle, but also firm.
So the time traveler nodded.
Waiting for your destiny.
The middle-aged noble reached out and took off the unsheathed jc dagger wrapped in cloth from Thales' leg, pulled it out, and burned it on the lamp.
Then, Thales didn't feel much pain, and the middle-aged noble used a jc to pick out a drop of blood on the middle finger of his right hand.
What is this for? With the level of technology in this world, can we still do DNA testing?
What if my identity is found out?
Under Thales' curious and anxious gaze, the drop of blood was gently dropped to the ground by the middle-aged noble.
The next moment, Thales felt the familiar burning sensation, coming from his heart, blood vessels, muscles, and all over his body!
"Ah!" he couldn't help shouting.
But the eyes of the middle-aged noble were not on him.
Thales turned his head, followed the middle-aged noble's excited eyes, and looked at the lamp next to him that he had put down.
"Wow!"
I saw that the originally calm lights were burning rapidly and explosively! The flames grew bigger and bigger, and the flames changed from orange to red as blood!
The flames tilted in his direction.
Thales suddenly understood something.
Blood dripping onto the ground.
The heart of the lamp flame turns red and gets bigger.
A sudden fear surged in Thales's heart. He turned to look at Yodel as if asking for help.
I saw the masked man reaching out and taking out a glass bottle from his arms, with a small flame inside.
That's a tinder.
At this moment, the flame heart in the glass bottle is as red as blood, and the flame heart is slightly crooked.
Thales turned his head and looked at the lamp on the ground, then at the fire in Yoder's hand, and then at the blood on the ground, his face turned pale.
It took a long time for the flames to return to normal.
"No way..." he murmured.
"I wasn't sure it was you until Hongfang Street." Yoder said hoarsely.
The middle-aged noble seemed to be very excited. He carefully put away the jc dagger in his hand and said respectfully: "Now——"
But the time traveler interrupted him with action.
Thales gritted his teeth, suddenly grasped the middle finger of his right hand with his left hand, squeezed out a few drops of blood from the small wound, and dropped it to the ground!
"puff!"
The flames on the ground grew bigger again and turned red.
"This is a magic spell laid down by High Priest Li Xiya twelve years ago. As long as your blood drips on the ground of the royal capital, the lamp of blood will light up from the darkness." The middle-aged noble said tremblingly.
Thales suddenly understood.
On the day he was beaten by Quaid, his blood dripped to the ground.
On the day Quaid massacred the beggar, his blood dripped to the ground.
When he hit the wall in the air, his blood dripped to the ground.
When he was murdered by Asheida with magic power, his blood also dripped to the ground.