(I hope to satisfy all the readers. Although I know it's unrealistic, I have been working hard for this goal. Now, I want to say, brothers, I have a stockpile of chapters … Yesterday, I changed it to Raphael and spent a lot of time. Now, I have to change it back. I'm speechless! How about this, I will try my best to reduce the number of appearances of 'Raphael'. I will still use 'Han Jin' as the name. After the scene changes, I will replace 'Raphael' with a title. Just like what Stillberg said, Han Jin will always be the young master. This should satisfy everyone as much as possible. However, I have to undergo surgery again. Some of the plots where 'Raphael' appears more often have to be rewritten. Until now, I haven't written any new chapters.
Even the mayor was treated like this, let alone the others. If they walked a little slower, they would be heavily whipped. These Knights all had tyrannical strength. Although they did not release their combat power, their inconspicuous whips could easily tear the outer clothes and skin, leaving deep wounds on people's bodies as if they were cut by a knife. Every time the whips landed, a rain of blood would splash out. There were even torn flesh that burst out. No matter if it was a young man, an old man, or a woman, as long as someone was hit by the whips, they would be smashed to the ground on the spot. Those with good physical strength could still cry a few times, while those with poor physical strength simply fainted.
Han Jin looked on coldly. He found that only some Knights were particularly ruthless, while the other Knights used their hands to push and kick to drive the crowd away. Although it was also a kind of violence, compared to the former, they were extremely benevolent.
The sun shone down from the sky, but the warm sunlight could not dispel the coldness in people's hearts. Thousands of people gathered in the square, and it was silent as if they were waiting for something.
Many Knights scattered into small groups and began to search from house to house. The way they entered was very aggressive, and the way they searched was even more aggressive. This could be proven by the continuous sounds of breaking and collapsing.
"Are they just going to do this? No one cares about them? " Han Jin asked in a low voice. He was asking Stillberg, but before Stillberg answered, someone behind him answered, "My young master, please keep your voice down … They are the guards of the Holy Crown City!"
Han Jin turned back, and the one who spoke was the captain of the town security team, Sifanti. In fact, Sifanti was very tall, but now he tried to bend his waist, as if being short could guarantee his safety. In the current situation, the original conflict could be ignored, because it was meaningless. The two of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time.
The knights moved very fast. It didn't take long for them to turn the whole town upside down. Seeing the knights coming back empty-handed, the expression of the young man standing at the head became more and more stiff, more and more disappointed, and finally evolved into a kind of viciousness sharper than a steel needle. That kind of viciousness was so clear that even Han Jin, who was standing hundreds of meters away, felt a chill in his heart.
Finally, all the Knights came back. The young man flung his robe and walked to his horse.
"Sir, here …" A Knight asked in a low voice.
"Kill them all!" The young man's answer reverberated over the town.
Kill them all? Han Jin could hardly believe his ears. There were thousands of people gathered in the square. Kill them all? Just because they didn't find Miss Qi Li, they had to kill them all??
Not only Han Jin was shocked, but also those Knights were stunned. They didn't move for a long time, but there were still some willing to obey the order, including any order. About 20 Knights had pulled out their swords and rushed to the crowd. The unlucky mayor Manhanna was the first to be cut down. Then his daughter, the girl Stillberg peeked at in the middle of the night, had her neck cut off by a sharp sword.
The crowd was in an uproar, screaming and fleeing to the outside of the square. Han Jin had been desperate, but now he found a turning point. The Knights around the square seemed to have some doubts, or they didn't actively block the fleeing crowd. Could it be that they couldn't accept such an absurd and cruel order?
But now was not the time to think about it. Han Jin and the other two turned around and began to run with the crowd. Han Jin's body had been modified many times, so running was definitely not a problem for him. Stillberg, who was not in good physical condition, used all his potential and followed Han Jin closely. Morrisons, on the other hand, had put away his medal and was clumsily holding his sword under his armpit. He was running like a duck. He was afraid that he would attract the attention of some aggressive guy. If he was stopped, he would be finished.
Morrisons didn't dare to release his combat power, and the Knights didn't want to release their combat power. They just waved their swords randomly, occasionally cutting down one or two people, but most people still rushed past them.
When they were near the town, Morrisons suddenly sped up, grabbed Stillberg who was running slower and slower, threw Stillberg on his shoulder, and overtook Han Jin in a few steps, whispering: "Hurry up, keep up!"
Han Jin took a deep breath, and suddenly sped up a lot, following Morrisons closely. Han Jin didn't use his energy all the time. What a damn world!! He was really afraid of encountering any more accidents. The energy was his last magic weapon, and he wouldn't use it unless it was a last resort.
The whole field was full of people running away, crying for their parents and calling for their children. For the people of Radon Town, today's experience was no less than the end of the world.
The three people swam across the Cui River and rushed into the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. Only then did they feel relieved. Just when Morrisons put Stillberg on the ground, Stillberg bent over and vomited violently. He was dizzy all the way, and once his feet touched the ground, he couldn't control the nausea in his chest and abdomen.
"Damn it … Who said that Lord Dismark is a good man?!" Stillberg shouted weakly.
"Be satisfied. If it were Zagunéd of Black Raven City, your head would have been chopped off." Morrisons sat down on the ground.
In the distance, there were even more people rushing into the forest, and those who broke into the forest all headed towards the depths of the forest. Although they did not know where to go, they had to at least run a little further than their peers, so that they could temporarily ensure their safety.
"Morrisons, tell me, if those Knights really kill all the people in the town, won't they be punished?" Han Jin asked word by word.
"Punishment? Don't joke around. Do you know who they are? "Morrisons sneered.
"I know, they're the guards of the Holy Crown City."
"Then it's over! Who will punish them? Dismark? "Morrisons shook his head," The guards are the main force of Dismark! Unless … "
"Unless Dismark doesn't want to be the lord anymore." Han Jin sighed.
"It's good that you understand."
Han Jin sat down next to Morrisons and lowered his head in silence. What happened today had touched him too much. After all, he was a modern man, and the scale of bloody scenes he had seen were limited. What's more, he found that his previous experience paled in comparison to the current social and cultural environment. If something similar happened again, he would definitely run away as soon as he knew that Miss Qi Li had suddenly left. It would never be like today.
"Prophet, what are you thinking about?" Morrisons asked curiously.
Han Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He shook off Morrisons' arm on his shoulder and asked, "What should we do next?"
"You're the prophet, it's up to you." Morrisons grinned.
Han Jin couldn't help but take a serious look at Morrisons. When they were running away, Morrisons was as nervous as him. But in a short time, he had returned to normal. This guy must have experienced a lot before.
"I've never been outside. You want me to tell you?"
"Did you grow up in Radon Town?" Morrisons was a little surprised.
"Yes."
"But I feel … you seem to know a lot of things?"
"I've read a lot of books."
Puff … Stillberg couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Han Jin glared at him.
Morrisons looked at Han Jin and Stillberg. He felt that Han Jin was deliberately hiding something. After a while, he said slowly, "How about we go back to Radon Town tonight? Or we go north to the Beitman."
"Go back to Radon Town? Morrisons, are you crazy? "Stillberg exclaimed.
"That guy is just venting his anger." Han Jin looked at the running figure in the field, "If he wants to kill us for any purpose, we can't escape at all."
"You're right." Morrisons nodded.
"But … master, we can't go back!"
"It's dangerous to go back." Han Jin looked at Morrisons, "Morrisons, what kind of place is the Beitman?"
"The Beitman … is a very strange country. Danger and opportunity coexist. It seems very chaotic, but as time goes by, you will find that the Beitman has its own rules. You think you have seen through the rules, but you will find that under the cover of the rules, it's a shocking chaos."
"Did you come up with these words?"
"It's my teacher who said it, haha …"
"Where is your teacher now?"
Morrisons looked gloomy and shook his head, "Let's not talk about this."
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