The Devil’s Cage Chapter 31: Different
The man in the ragged trench coat and bowler hat glared at both eyes, and it looked at the black figure in front of him in disbelief.
When?
The throat agitated several times and wanted to vomit such a problem, but after [Blade of Aka] Attack Power of Powerful Grade and attribute [Hunt Soul] cooperated, the Attack Power of Extreme Rank reached, but it caused fatal damage to it, it can only Helplessly raised his arm and pointed to Kieran.
Then, the arms hung down heavily, and the whole body also opened collapse and scattered.
Hoo!
In this basement, as if a strong wind of level 4 or 5 was blowing, one body after another appeared translucent.
Heavy overlapping, densely packed, at first glance, it looks like compressed canned sardines.
Most of these translucent bodies are confused. Their both eyes is sluggish, and their phantom bodies are like smoke drifting.
And the rest are full of fear.
They looked at each other with fear.
They are also terrified to see Kieran.
One by one floating in mid-air, making hysterical shouts.
This kind of cries can't be heard by ordinary people, but Intimidate is holding the soul.
Kieran looked at the strips of Spirit Authentication, brow raised, and [Blade of Aka] in his hand pierced the arm that shouted the figure first.
Oh!
It seemed that the red iron pillar was watered. After a burst of smoke, the ghost suddenly became as if the wind could blow away.
Suddenly, all the shouting figures stopped.
They looked at Kieran with more fear.
And Kieran?
Sentence by sentence: "You are now free, so go where you should go-now, immediately, immediately."
The emphasized tone makes these figures feel pressured.
After they looked at each other, the figure of a child moved first.
It turned into a little fireflies and floated towards Far Away Place.
A lady's figure followed.
Two fireflies drift farther and farther.
Like dominoes, the remaining figures are turned into fireflies, even the blank figures are no exception.
Countless fireflies gathered in one piece, and immediately illuminated the piece of rotten tail building.
People in the North District looked at it blankly.
A lot of curious and good guys came here immediately.
But more guys are watching from a distance.
And some people who are familiar with what this is, are all looking scared.
Among them, a few ran towards the busiest street in the North District.
One of them already shouted loudly: "Master Utta! Master Utta!"
After shouting a few times in a row, a fat and big guy, still shirtless in late autumn, squeezed out of the hut.
"I know, I know."
"Shout what shout."
The fat man with a fleshy face looked at the few people in front of him angrily.
Under the glare of this fat man, several guys who can be regarded as influential figure in the North District are all trembling.
"Sorry, Master Utta, but..."
"I said I know."
"You stay away from that if you want to live."
After talking, the fat man squeezed back into the low room again.
Smiling female voices came from the house.
Several people outside the house obviously knew each other’s tempers, and did not disturb them again.
And Utta in the house raised his head from the powder pile and glanced outside.
"Where's the guy, got rid of the top hats?"
"This kind of guy is not easy to mess with."
"I won't try my best anymore."
"Fortunately, Linda was sent to the Southern District, otherwise it will be troublesome!"
Utta whispered in a low voice, turned his head and replaced the pig's smirk, and plunged into the fat powder pile again.
......
At the Louwei Tower, more people gather in the North District.
This is not a good thing for people in the North District.
Most people in North District do not have the so-called harmonious coexistence. For a bottle of inferior wine, people in North District who can fight well are far more than their friends.
Soon, among the onlookers, a North District man saw his enemy.
Without speaking, he took out the knife, and he leaned over quietly, stabbing him on the back of the opponent.
"Hey, remember a bottle last month?"
"You didn't expect..."
The man with the knife sneered and looked at the enemy with an incomprehensible ground, and his heart was full of pleasure, but before he finished speaking, there was a burst of sound of the wind behind his head.
Woo!
Boom!
The knife holders have no chance of dodge, so they are knocked on the back of the head.
Without making a hum, the swordman fell to the ground with a splash.
And the person carrying the stick did not let the other person pass, and found the point of the person who fell on the ground holding the knife. Lifting the stick is a mess.
Bang, bang!
Metal baseball bats hit people, and the muffled sound mixed with the sound of broken bones immediately attracted all North District people.
Compared to those unknown lights, they are more used to this kind of voice.
Especially after discovering that there are a lot of guys worth starting.
There is no signal.
There is also no prelude.
Just a collision of eyes, or a disdainful smile. Suddenly, a scuffle begins.
His roar.
Slash.
Let this rotten tail tower become noisy.
However, the largest gangs in the North District did not take advantage of the chaos, nor did they take advantage of the fire. They were like babies, shrunk in their nests.
I don’t want to.
Instead, their Boss is not allowed.
Of course, they don’t think their Boss is afraid.
The Basic that can become Boss in the North District is able to fight and be brave, and can live to the present, and enjoy the ‘North District Life’ is cunning.
Everyone thinks that their Boss must have any plans.
Therefore, one by one, waiting quietly.
However, in a room where these people cannot see, their Boss is pale and their body is full of tension.
"Damn it!"
"Asshole!"
"Are these **** without brains?"
"Why divide the scrubbing field?"
"Do you really think it is for cleaning?"
An Boss holds a specially built intercom, and the voice is full of Wrath.
"If they have a brain, it's their turn."
A disdainful voice came from the intercom, followed by laughter of several different voices.
"You said, will that thing appear?"
On the intercom, a voice suddenly sounded, and immediately these laughter disappeared.
"What does it matter if we appear or not?"
"As long as you don’t get close to it, it’s okay to wash the floor again at dawn."
"And, it’s good for us to die some guys."
"I have been provoked a lot recently."
The contemptuous voice said again.
"Me too."
"Well, that's right."
Even the original Boss of the Wrath, at this time, all became connected.
Don listened to this answer, the contempt on his face grew stronger.
A group of short-sighted guys.
I have clearly seen the power of Transcendence, but I am still stuck in my own territory. I don’t know how to seize this opportunity.
The conversation on the intercom soon ended.
Durn, locked the intercom in the safe.
North District has the rules of the North District.
It's just that everyone didn't think that these rules were made through this walkie-talkie. What's even more unexpected is that the Boss , which should have been in full swing, turned out to be a secret relationship.
Don, who contributed to this alliance, is very proud.
At least, before he came into contact with the mysterious power, he thought that he had reached the peak of his life, until... he met Master that person.
Check the safe again and again — even if you don’t care about the so-called alliance anymore, you are not willing to give up your advantage easily.
After confirming the correctness, Du En walked quickly to the side chamber.
Unlike the luxury in the office, this place is very simple.
There is no extra decoration, only Magic Array painted on the concrete floor and various materials placed in it.
Du En walked in and chanted the spell in a low voice.
A moment later, a corpse buried deep underground moved.
......
The shouting continued, and Kieran stood on the top of the Louwei Tower and looked down.
Everyone fights on their own.
Only a few people have integrated the team.
But this does not mean that the latter has an advantage. On the contrary, once such a team is discovered, people around alone will strangle such a team and then continue to fight each other.
There are no rules.
The weapons of battle are even more strange.
Machete and stick-based.
Chain and dagger are supplemented.
Some people who lost their weapons in combat picked up the bricks from the ground.
And if no one has a chance to pick up the bricks, it is simply a fight with bare hands.
Undoubtedly, all the people who joined this melee are using an extremely brutal way of fighting: make the best use of it.
Under such a fighting style, chaos and death alternately take place.
It was just a moment's work, and there were thick first floor bodies on the ground.
At least hundreds of people were killed.
The blood stained the area completely.
Kieran looked at all this indifferently.
He is waiting for his opponent to appear.
According to the information discovered by Superior Evil Spirit , he was killed by him before, and it is a weird one called ‘top hat’, which is just one of the two most famous guys in North District.
The other guy is ‘Battle Ghost’!
Unlike the low-key style of ‘top hat’, ‘Battle Ghost’ is much more high-key.
Every time there is a large-scale weapon fight, ‘Battle Ghost’ will appear.
Individuals and enemies.
Tired.
No pain.
‘Battle Ghost’ is like its name, like a mad ghost on the battlefield, raging around until the last person it sees is killed.
About Legend of ‘Battle Ghost’, there is no need to inquire into the weirdness of the North District, ordinary people know it.
Such anomalies made Kieran pay attention.
Naturally face each other with a more cautious attitude.
For this reason, Kieran first chose the'top hat' to start.
He needs to further unblock his strength.
In fact, the situation is far better than Kieran imagined.
The number of souls engulfed in the'top hat' of the North District Legend has far exceeded the imagination of Kieran. After surpassing those souls, the attributes of Kieran are unsealed again.
Spirit Attribute or A- has not changed, and the four attributes of strength, Agility, Constitution, and Intuition have reached the level of A- at the same time.
The night wind blew.
Kieran uses Knights of Dawn Body Tempering Art breathing method again and again to adjust and adapt to the strengthened body again.
Suddenly, Kieran's gaze turned to a direction downstairs.
A tall, burly figure in full body armor appeared there.
The armor covers most parts of the body, and the head and face are no exception.
No one can see clearly, what the other party looks like.
Moreover, this heavy armor did not affect the opponent's actions.
As soon as they appeared, the opponent began to accelerate and ran into the battlefield like a Rhinoceros.
Boom!
Everyone on the other's charge road was knocked off.
Everyone who is hit by a fly is a bone tear muscles folded.
It was like drawing a straight line on the ground with a pen, and it seemed to cut the tofu like a knife. This charged figure divided the entire chaotic battlefield in two.
When this figure turned around, the entire chaotic battlefield fell into silence.
After a while, an exclamation sounded.
"Battle Ghost!"
"Run!"
At this exclaimation, everyone started running around.
The bravery of the previous fight is completely lost.
The Legend of Battle Ghost in the North District is so popular.
One to one hundred.
Even, one enemy to one thousand,
This incredible Legend placed on ‘Battle Ghost’ has completely become a fact, and everyone is convinced.
Therefore, when encountering ‘Battle Ghost’, don’t fight against it, don’t resist, it is recognized by all people in North District.
And running away has become a criterion.
No one will laugh at you because you run away from ‘Battle Ghost’.
On the contrary, in the face of people who can escape with Battle Ghost, any North District people will admire them and say good luck.
Because, more people are torn apart by ‘Battle Ghost’ when they run away.
Just like this time--
whoosh!
As soon as ‘Battle Ghost’ raised his hand, he grabbed the person closest to it, and as soon as the hand pressed hard, he tore it apart, as easily as tearing a piece of paper.
Then, ‘Battle Ghost’ carried the corpse in half and rounded and threw it towards the left and right.
Bang, bang!
After two muffled sounds, several escaped people were smashed to the ground.
'Battle Ghost' made an unexplained laughter. Instead of chasing people in the distance, he walked towards these smashed people.
People who fall can get up, and get up and run immediately.
Who can’t get up?
Hugging those who want to run.
The people in the North District will not have the so-called life and forget to die, blocking the knife for others.
If you die, you have to put your back on.
This is the purpose of the North District people.
Those who were holding their legs, broke free, punched and kicked, and looked at ‘Battle Ghost’ which was getting closer and closer, and they became desperate.
The inexplicable laughter came again from the mask of ‘Battle Ghost’.
It enjoys such moments.
Prey, killing directly, is the least interesting.
It’s fun to play with them.
Only in this way can it be made more and more formidable.
Come on!
Come on!
More power!
Beyond the power of mortals!
The desire of heart caused'Battle Ghost' to lift his foot, and he wanted to step on the bones of the prey in front of him a little bit, but just before it lifted the foot, and before it fell, a shadow fell from the sky, first Stepped on it.
Boom!
The body of ‘Battle Ghost’ was heavily planted on the ground.
A sharp knife pierces the armor directly through the gap~IndoMTL.com~.
Poof!
Thick, foul-smelling, black blood spewed out suddenly.
But the struggle of'Battle Ghost' didn't stop, it raised its arm and grabbed towards Kieran, but Kieran was faster, and the sharp knife in his hand flickered, passing the armor of the elbow of'Battle Ghost' Crevice.
Next, it is the crotch.
Then, the knee.
When Kieran stood on the chest of ‘Battle Ghost’ and stood up, only ‘Battle Ghost’ was left wriggling.
The Kieran attack did not end.
Even, in some ways, the real attack is just beginning.
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