The scarlet blood and large minced meat were laid between the battle formations divided into two, causing the blue-gray stone pavement to change its color.

silence.

Whether it was the Temple of Wealth, the Temple of Thorns, or the noble guards in the distance, the whole audience looked at the figure that rushed by.

He turned around at the figure.

Looking at the figure, he drew another giant sword that seemed even more exaggerated.

Watching the figure rushing towards the knight of the Temple of Wealth again.

"This, this?"

"Is he looking for death?"

A leader of the noble guard exclaimed.

In fact, everyone watched this scene in disbelief.

In their opinion, this young man who suddenly appeared should meet with the Thorn Temple and then rely on the results of this raid to gain greater advantages.

"snort!"

"Arrogant!"

"I really thought that an accidental raid was successful and the knight formation in the Temple of Fortune was snatched. Such a person was dead!"

The leader of the noble guard who had spoken mocked before looked at Xun's figure who was flooded by the knights of the Temple of Wealth and spoke again.

The leader of the aristocratic guards around him couldn't help but match his head.

They will not refute their companions' views.

In their opinion, Qin Ran's behavior is seeking death.

And a strong jealousy.

Why can Qin Ran fight on the battlefield so young?

But they need to be qualified to do the most job of escorting the head of the family to hunt?

This is really unfair!

"Once you get lucky, you'll forget it!"

"Maybe he thinks he can fight against a hundred?"

"Yes, maybe, that's what he thought!"

...

With all the vicious words, the leaders of the noble guards all looked disdainful.

They almost subconsciously avoided Qin Ran and showed their strength beyond their reach.

After all, in their opinion, Qin Ran, who returned to the battlefield and charged again, was dead.

What's the use of a dead person, no matter how strong he is?

But the next moment, their sarcastic expressions froze on their faces.

The figure that should have been submerged appeared on the battlefield again.

Knights rushed up to submerge Qin Ran's temple of wealth.

Been broken!

Under the sharpness of the two giant swords, [Arrogant Words] and [Ammonis Sword], the armor, war blades, and spears that seemed indestructible to the leaders of the noble guards were cut off with their masters.

And Qin Ran continued to charge.

The two giant swords in his hands were like ordinary long swords, waving like the wind, causing a terrifying whistling.

There were continuous wailing sounds.

The broken limbs and broken arms were flying all over the sky.

There are many knights in the temple of Wealth that break by the waist.

Blood flows into a river.

but!

No one can stop Qin Ran's footsteps.

On this street that seemed narrow but happened to be able to wield two giant swords, Qin Ran seemed to transform into a meat grinder, and swept across the street from the Thorn Temple at the end of the street to the location where he had just appeared.

Then, Qin Ran turned around again.

He killed him again.

However, this time it's different.

None of the leaders of the noble guards watching the battle in the distance spoke again.

They closed their mouths tightly, gritted their teeth, and their pale faces suppressed the vomiting in their chests.

However, looking at the internal organs flowing out of the cavity, smelling the bloody smell that kept drilling into the nose...

vomit!

The leader of the noble guard who spoke sarcastically could not help but spit out.

With the first one, there is the second one.

Like dominoes.

Vomiting sounds.

The sour smell rose into the sky.

The strange noise and smell seemed to attract Qin Ran who returned to the temple of Thorns again.

When Qin Ran looked here, the leaders of the noble guards who were already spitting out of their hands were frightened and retreated one by one, and a few of them simply fell to the ground.

No, they are brave.

It's really terrible in their eyes.

Hundreds of knights in the Temple of Wealth, including the knight chief who was cut in half by Qin Ran's sword before his name was reported, were slaughtered in such a short time.

That's right, it's slaughter!

Anyone who witnessed this battle would not think it was a battle.

Slaughter is the most appropriate description.

And Qin Ran, who created all this, is not a butcher in their eyes.

The butcher slaughtered the animals.

Maybe he can remain calm and slaughter the same kind by himself, but it is not the butcher.

But...

Shura!

The bloody Shura!

Looking at Qin Ran, who was covered in blood from others, and constantly flowing from the blade and the blood from others on the cloak without moving.

The young appearance instantly became ferocious and terrifying in the hearts of these noble guard leaders.

Especially as Qin Ran walked towards them, fear began to spread in their hearts.

The leaders of the noble guards retreated unconsciously.

Those who fell to the ground crawled backwards with their hands and feet together.

But for their gratitude, when they retreated far enough, the terrifying Shura did not pursue them, but turned around and walked towards the Thorn Temple.

A noble guard leader breathed a sigh of relief.

He did not hide his lingering fears, nor did he hide his fragility after escaping from death.

Because, everyone present is the same.

Their embarrassing appearance made them reluctant to gather, and they were even more afraid to comment on a sudden "character".

"I need to return to report to the head of the family."

With the departure of a noble guard leader, these noble guard leaders disappeared in the temple area.

But some people did not leave.

The priests, deacons, and knights who are in the temple area.

They were not involved in the battle between the Thorn Temple and the Fortune Temple, and were looking at Qin Ran with interest.

There is admiration.

Have appreciation.

There is dullness.
To be continued...