Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 359: Guest Performance (1)

It was night, and Tulsi was immersed in the peaceful moonlight.

When it was time to fall asleep, the old mayor, Lacey, was not sleepy at all. He sat alone on a tree stump in front of his house and smoked silently. From time to time, images of the past flashed through those already somewhat cloudy eyes. In those scenes, there would always be the figure of his grandson, Wook. That little fellow had never been a safe person. He had been very naughty since he was very young. This made the old mayor angry and loved him.

Lacey couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Wook spilling pee in her teacup when he was a child. But then, the old mayor was drowned in great sorrow.

Not long ago, Wook was executed for deserting the army. The old mayor almost fainted when the instructor announced it to him. He was only such a grandson, but now, Wook had left this world forever. The only reason the old mayor did not wave his cane and smashed it at the instructor, but silently asked him to leave. After that, for three days, no one saw Lacey.

The one I love the most is gone, but life has to go on. So Lacey appeared in front of them again and personally escorted the soldiers away a few days ago. Those were the residents of the town. They were other people's husbands and sons, but now, they only had one identity. They were Sir Mord's soldiers.

They left the town and will soon be on the battlefield. The old mayor didn't know how many people would be able to return completely by then. josei

The soldiers of Storm City retreated, leaving behind only a squad of about ten people. They were stationed in the town, in camps outside the town. From the direction of the Lacey Clan, one could vaguely see the flames in the camp.

However, the flames seemed to be getting bigger tonight. The old mayor rubbed his old eyes. When Nightwind sent a charred smell to his nose, the old mayor was sure that the camp was on fire!

A moment later, the bell tower in the town rang, awakening the familiar people from their dreams. Lacey shouted with all his might, "It's on fire! The barracks are on fire, everyone get up and put out the fire."

However, the young and strong men in the town had already left. Most of them were women, men who were already menopausal. When they were about to organize people to go to the barracks to put out the fire, a team suddenly rushed into the small town. In front of them was a group of knights, and behind them were half-masked warriors. They were holding torches and swords, gathering all the residents of the town.

The fire/guns in their hands frightened people, especially when the men at home left the village, making women feel even more helpless. Fortunately, the other party did not use force, which made the old mayor feel a little relieved.

"Who is the mayor of this town?" Asked a youth who looked like a leader but was very young.

The people looked at Lacey subconsciously, and the old mayor was not going to evade. He stood up and said, "I am Lacey, my lord. Take whatever you want, just don't hurt these poor people."

The leader nodded. "Listen, we are Dick's father's men. This town belongs to us now. As for resisting, the barracks outside your town will be the end of it. Now, I want you to take out all the food. If I find out who is hiding all the food, hehe, I hope you won't regret it."

Lacey said with a bitter face, "My lord, the men in town have been drafted into the army. There is not much food left. See if you can save some for us."

"Cut the crap, I don't have that much patience. If I don't hand it over, we can kill all of you and get it ourselves!" The leader snorted coldly and intentionally emitted a faint killing intent. As a result, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a little.

The old mayor could only ask people to get food from their homes, from bread to jerky, and even their own ale. "Tell your Sir Maud that Dick's father is no longer prepared to work with him. He has benefited a lot from us all these years, and now we need to get it back bit by bit," the leader said to the old mayor after he had his men take all the food away on horseback.

Lacey stood there in a daze, unable to react to the young leader's words. The surrounding residents began to discuss, and their focus was naturally on the collaboration between Mord and Dick.

Of course, they knew that Dick's father was the most powerful bandit in the Blood Rock Wilderness, but they never thought that their lord would have a cooperative relationship with the bandit. Now, it seemed that there were some reasons for the desolation between them. Otherwise, there would not have been any revenge tonight. After the troop left, the old mayor and a few other bolder inhabitants arrived at the barracks, and the barracks' crude rooms had long since been burned to the ground.

In the open space of the camp, the corpses of ten soldiers appeared in different places. They all had traces of resistance, but they were ruthlessly slaughtered. The blood-covered corpses seemed to show Dick's father's determination.

This night, Storm City's territory wasn't peaceful. Starting from the town of Tulsi, three towns not far from each other were attacked. Without exception, the town's defenses were quickly broken, and none of Storm City's soldiers were spared. All the food in the town was looted, and the only thing to be thankful for was that the ordinary inhabitants were not harmed. But there was no food, which made it impossible for them to survive, so the townsfolk began to move to Storm City and took Dick's father's message.

"Absurd!"

In Storm City's City Lord's Mansion, Mo De shook his head and said, "Unless Dick is crazy, he won't do this!"

Legg, who was standing beside him, had already given a detailed report on the attack that had occurred last night. He also couldn't believe it, but the fact that the people who moved to Storm City had almost the same caliber made people suspicious. Legg said in a low voice, "Will Dick not be satisfied with the distribution of our benefits over the years? Is that why he did this to warn us?"

'"Then he feels that his life is long. He can live well over the years, and he still has my protection. Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago. How about this, send someone to Dick to find out. Also, send a team to the border to take a look. If you encounter the murderers from last night, capture them first."

"I know." Legg bowed and turned to leave.

That evening, a punitive squad left Storm City. This troop consisted of a hundred people. There were ten Furious Lightning Knights in the troop, and the rest were Gale Infantry. Leading the team was Legg's adjutant, Covey, a level 13 knight. With this troop, it was enough to wipe out the thugs who attacked the town last night. Judging from the information gathered, there were only twenty to thirty thugs attacking the town, which was not worth mentioning in Covey's eyes.

Along with the punitive squad, there was also a Raging Thunder Knight who headed straight for the Bloodstone Wasteland. The knight did not notice his departing figure and fell into the line of sight of a pair of eyes. However, even if he found out, he probably wouldn't care. After all, who would pay attention to a small snake lying in the bushes by the roadside?

In the blink of an eye, it was already nighttime, and a small bonfire was lit on a dirt slope. The knight sat by the fire and ate his dry rations. The warhorses beside him were peacefully gnawing at the nearby grass. After the men and horses had rested enough, the knight set off again. Due to the seriousness of the situation, he was instructed to travel day and night to bring back Dick's father's information as soon as possible.

There was a narrow path down the slope, and the cold moonlight cast on the road filled the earth with a lonely and desolate smell. The moonlight shone from behind the knight, leaving a clear shadow on the ground. Lonely journeys were often slow to react, and the knight's thoughts even drifted to his young wife. Only when another shadow appeared on the ground did the knight realize that someone had appeared behind him.

The black robes were blown away by the wind, causing the wings on both sides to spread out like the wings of a bat. The galloping man was faster than the galloping horse, not inferior to the warhorse beneath the knight's throne. He still had time to smile sideways at the knight, and then a few streaks of black lightning flew out of his arms.

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

The knight instinctively leaned back, causing several pitch-black throwing knives to fall into the air. However, one of the throwing knives stabbed into the front leg of the warhorse. The warhorse suffered and fell to the ground with a lament. The knight rolled off the horse, but before he could adjust his posture, his feet suddenly tightened. He lowered his head and saw that a chain was tightly wrapped around his heel like a poisonous snake. The chain rope suddenly pulled back, causing the knight to continuously slide forward.

The man in black was dragging the chains with both hands, pulling the knight in his direction. In the midst of his busy schedule, the knight pulled out his saber and nailed it into the ground, tightening the chains before stopping himself. He hurriedly stood up, his eyes blurred, and the other party had already pounced over.

In the man's hand, a pitch-black dagger flashed like black lightning. The knight stepped on the chain and was able to pull out his steel saber to face the enemy. The short saber in the man's hand appeared and disappeared. He continued to attack around the knight. Every time the short saber appeared, it was like a scythe from the god of death in the shadows.

Blood gradually appeared on the knight's body. He couldn't keep up with the man's speed. The long saber in his hand became like a thousand jin, and the saber's momentum gradually became incapable of being unleashed. When a wide and deep wound appeared on his neck, the battle finally came to an end. From the moment the knight dismounted to the moment he was killed by the knife, less than three minutes had passed.

Looking at the fallen Raging Thunder Knight, Belmond smiled. He put away his dagger and pulled out the knife from the horse's leg. Once again, the knight's corpse was put back on the horse, and then he slapped the horse's butt, causing the horse to run in the same direction as before. The warhorse was wounded. By the time it returned to Storm City, it was already dawn. Belmond could almost imagine the wonderful expression on Maud's face when he saw the knight's corpse.

At that time, the misunderstanding between him and Dick should be deeper, right? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but whistle, "What a wonderful performance."

While the sigh was still floating in the air, Belmond had already flown in another direction.