A soft and tenacious light appeared in Kieran's hand.
The black mist that was throwing itself at Kieran paused for a moment before it swiftly shrunk back into the secret door as if it ran into its natural enemy.
Still, it was too slow.
The 20-meter light sword slashed at the black mist.
Fuuu!
The black mist that was slashed instantly vanished into thin air.
Tiny black dots the size of rice grains fell to the ground and stretched their legs. Then, they stiffened and stopped moving.
It was a swarm of black bugs!
Old Peeker looked at the bugs on the ground in fear.
He never thought the black mist was actually a swarm of bugs.
Or in other words, Old Peeker never thought the black mist would be alive!
Almost out of instinct, Old Peeker looked up at Kieran as he patted the bugs' bodies on his body.
Then, the sun's light shone again.
It was bright and warm.
It shone on Old Peeker's terrified face, who was still hugging the rooster tightly. It also shone on Kieran's back as he walked forward without stopping.
Old Peeker widened his eyes, trying to get a clear look at Kieran's back.
However, the sun was too bright, to the point that it blinded Kieran's eyes.
"This … This …"
Old Peeker wanted to say something but he didn't know what words to describe the scene.
However, Old Peeker knew what he had to do.
Old Peeker looked down at the rooster in his arms and then at Kieran's back that was getting further away. He threw the rooster aside and quickly chased after Kieran.
"My lord, wait for me!
It's very dangerous behind the door, we need to use the female cat to lure that … "
KABOOM!
Before he could finish his sentence, an explosive sound rang out.
Kieran raised his hand and pulled out a giant stone lion from the secret door. He grabbed its stone mane and smashed it on the ground beside him.
Kieran then stomped on the stone lion.
Dust flew everywhere.
When Old Peeker's eyes could see again, the stone lion that was rumored to slaughter hundreds of intruders who didn't open their eyes was already in pieces.
Especially the head that Kieran had stepped on, it had turned into powder.
Old Peeker couldn't help but gulp down his saliva when he saw the remains of the stone lion but he still wanted to warn Kieran.
"Sir, try not to destroy the secret door. The last guard is different from the previous two. It's terrifying beyond imagination …"
Bang!
Before Old Peeker could finish, Kieran stomped on the ground in front of the secret door.
A tremor immediately came from the ground, and cracks visible to the naked eye spread in all directions with Kieran's feet as the center.
Then …
The ground beneath Kieran's feet cracked.
Along with the secret door.
Rumble!
It was as if the mountain had been cut open, and large pieces of rocks sank into the ground.
"It's over!"
"It's over!"
Old Peeker shouted repeatedly as he scrambled to find a safe spot.
Fortunately, such a place was not difficult to find.
However, the stable ground beneath his feet didn't ease Old Peeker's heart.
Quite the contrary, Old Peeker grew more worried and afraid. He quietly grabbed the grass in his hand and widened his eyes, trying to locate the monster that countless mercenaries, robbers, and bandits called the Devil.
Old Peeker didn't know whether the grass would be of any use or not but it was better than doing nothing, right?
At the next moment, Old Peeker saw the monster.
It was too eye-catching, it was hard for Old Peeker to miss it.
It was in Kieran's hand.
Or more precisely, a goat head the size of a wagon wheel was in Kieran's hand.
Although Old Peeker didn't see the rumored sturdy, invulnerable body, he was sure the head belonged to the demonic monster.
Other than that monster, such a big goat wouldn't appear anywhere else.
Especially that black, sharp horn of the goat, it was exactly the same as the rumors said.
"M-My lord!"
Old Peeker quickly ran to Kieran's side with a flattering face.
He wanted to sing praises for Kieran.
It wasn't until this moment that Old Peeker finally realized those monsters that he feared and feared were nothing to the lord before him.
Because the lord before him was an even scarier and more frightening monster.
A monster among monsters.
Old Peeker couldn't help but think of Kieran when he saw the head in his hand. The words that came out of his mouth were getting more shameless.
"Your strength is like the ancient Supreme Path, it's fearsome.
Your name in the future will be like the sun, shining over the world.
Your name in the future will be like the stars in the night sky, destined to be sung by the people. "
…
Old Peeker's mouth didn't stop, he kept flattering Kieran.
In less than a dozen seconds, he was able to flatter Kieran to the level of Fenrir. Just when Old Peeker was hesitating whether he should raise the level of Kieran to the level of the ancient creation myth, Fenrir's father, numerous yet not messy footsteps sounded.
Old Peeker's face changed drastically.
Only after the footsteps did Old Peeker come back to his senses.
What they broke through was just the outermost defense of the secret bazaar, they hadn't even reached the core yet.
As for those who guarded the core, they didn't even touch it.
It was supposed to be a sneaky infiltration, why did it turn into a head-on clash?
Regretful questions appeared in Old Peeker's heart.
However, Old Peeker wasn't slow at all.
"My lord, they have the numbers advantage!
We need to hide for a while. "
Old Peeker said to Kieran as he ran further away, hoping to find a place to hide. However, it was an open field of rocks, without forests or rivers, where could he find a place to hide?
Old Peeker was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Just when Old Peeker was hesitating whether or not to find a place to hide in, Kieran who had been standing in front of the hill made his move.
The huge goat head in his hand was like a baseball being thrown into the dark secret passage in front of him.
Instantly, the agonizing wails of broken bones and bodies falling to the ground sounded one after another.
The guards of the secret bazaar suffered heavy losses before they even laid eyes on Kieran.
It infuriated Gregori who was the manager of the secret bazaar.
While scolding his useless subordinates, the lanky Gregori who was clad in dark metal scale armor and cloak thought about how he would be punished by the Lord for this.
Gregori couldn't help but tremble.
He had to recoup his losses!
Gregori decided to take the initiative. He picked up his sword and merged himself into the rocks.
Gregori who was swimming in the rocks soon locked onto the bastard who caused heavy losses to the secret bazaar.
Gregori silently appeared behind his target and was about to stab the bastard who caused heavy losses to the secret bazaar.
However, right at that moment, his gaze turned around.
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