Chapter 13 Extraordinary Power (Please read on!)

Chapter 13 Extraordinary Power

The three jungle natives were very combat-conscious. Holding axes, they approached Lucius in coordination, staring at the well-made sword in the man's hand.

Lucius turned his head and said lazily and disdainfully:

"You jungle dogs, can you understand the language of our Syat people?"

"How about telling me some information about the Blood Cult? As far as I know, your people are all over the east coast, as many as tens of thousands, but they have never been unified."

He tried to communicate but no one answered. The eyes of the three jungle natives were filled with hot and urgent hatred.

"Hey, if you don't want to communicate, forget it."

As soon as the voice fell, Lucius's body suddenly rushed out. Although he was wearing a steel breastplate, his movement speed was extremely fast.

He always liked to attack directly in the "dialogue stage".

Thrust, a simple and very practical move.

Lucius's physical fitness was beyond the scope of ordinary people. The three jungle natives saw that one of them had been pierced through the chest by a long sword.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The other two jungle natives who reacted raised their axes in extreme anger and rushed towards Lucius almost at the same time.

Lucius suddenly drew out the bloody long sword, and after exerting force with his legs, he jumped several meters away and easily avoided the attack.

The two jungle natives were stunned for a moment, feeling like they were playing hide-and-seek with a nimble black cat, and then they felt fear surge.

Could that man be a transcendent?

"Ha!"

Lucius rushed up again and swung his sword. The huge force combined with the sharp blade broke the cervical vertebra violently, and a jungle native's head flew backwards.

The last jungle native turned around and wanted to run, but the sword broke his thigh bone, and he fell to the ground and struggled with a wail.

The whole battle process took less than ten seconds. Lucius couldn't help but smile and sighed: "If it was half a year ago, I'm afraid it would really be a fierce battle."

His five senses, strength, speed, reaction, flexibility, and even weapons and equipment have all been improved in all aspects. Today is different from the past.

Even without using the power of the protective rune, the battle was easily ended.

At the same time.

Carl's consciousness silently observed everything. He possessed Lucius's body, wanting to know more about what the only adult man in the Fisher family would do next.

Lucius seemed harmless on the surface, and even made many people think that he was a good person, but in fact he was a cruel man.

"Hey, don't try to escape, I still have a lot to ask you."

Lucius smiled and squatted beside the jungle natives who were wailing in pain, his tone full of the most primitive and strong malice.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be frozen, and the jungle natives trembled all over, suddenly realizing that the man in front of them had evil blood flowing in his body!

He had a devilish smile on his face!

In the poor East District of Nasir Town, the young wine dealer in the shanty wooden house squatted at home, waiting for news, frowning and pacing constantly.

Last week, those jungle natives suddenly found him, hoping to provide news about the Fisher family.

The wine dealer rejected the jungle natives without hesitation on the spot, and even threatened angrily to go to the patrol team in Nasir Town. In the six months of getting along, Lucius had always been generous and cared for him, and even helped him deal with two harassments from the thieves gang.

He couldn't betray like this.

Unfortunately, the jungle natives added more chips to their promises and took out their weapons fiercely.

The wine dealer finally realized that he couldn't refuse. Originally, he just wanted to provide some information about the Fisher family without involving too much of the two parties.

However, he was shocked to learn that as long as he tricked Lucius to come to the designated location of the port, he would get a reward of one gold coin!

He paced back and forth and muttered to himself: "Deposit, now I only get a deposit of five silver coins, my gold coins, gold coins!"

"Your gold coins?"

The young wine dealer suddenly heard a familiar voice, and the whole person fell into an ice cave in an instant. He wanted to escape but his hands and feet were weak.

"What's wrong with you? Don't be afraid. We are friends after all."

Lucius suddenly appeared with a smile, grabbed him and dragged him out of the house as if he was carrying a small animal.

The young wine dealer was about to shout for help, but suddenly heard a vicious threat.

"Don't shout, otherwise you and your brother will die!"

The neighbors around saw the old mercenary wearing armor and holding a sword, and they all went around. No one would come to help.

With no way to get out, the young wine dealer was taken away by Lucius limply.

"Tell me, what's going on? If what you say doesn't match what he says, you will die too."

In the hidden alley, the young wine dealer saw the body of the jungle native who was tortured and killed, and instantly the blood vessels all over his body were almost frozen.

He shouted in extreme fear: "I will tell you everything! Can you let me go after I'm done? Please let me go! I have a younger brother at home!"

Lucius nodded calmly, took a deep breath, and said solemnly without hesitation: "Of course, I will let you go, because deep in my heart I still consider you a friend!"

"I will never break my promise, rest assured!"

The young wine dealer was stunned for a long time, and confessed everything with tears, and sincerely regretted what he had done.

The more Lucius listened, the more he frowned. The jungle natives had almost identified the person responsible for the original incident, and they seemed to know a lot about the current situation of the Fisher family.

According to the tortured jungle native, it seems that several feuding priests within the Blood Order have reached an agreement. Whoever can take revenge on the Fisher family will get the old priest's territory and resources.

It is undoubtedly an extremely bad fact that the Fischer family has been completely targeted.

The young wine vendor relaxed a little and smiled reluctantly: "I've said it all, Lucius, please let me go. I still have a younger brother at home. I will definitely make it up to you in a few days."

"OK."

The moment the young wine vendor smiled, Lucius nodded expressionlessly and quickly hit his head with his sword. The bright red blood and white brains immediately splashed onto the surrounding walls.

Traitors are even more hateful than enemies. Traitors must be killed. If the wine dealer does not die and lets the news spread, anyone will dare to betray members of the Fisher family in the future!

After searching and disposing of the corpses, Lucius looked uncertain, and immediately came to the young wine seller's house, sitting silently on a chair.

Until dusk, the wine seller's brother returned home with a pile of wild fruits. The young man looked ordinary, only a few years older than Lucius's son.

"who are you?"

The young man who had just returned from collecting wild fruits was stunned. The man waiting silently at home was not his brother, but a stranger he had never met.

Lucius in the shadows sat on the chair extremely calmly, with no expression on his angular face.

Someone saw him taking the liquor dealer away from here. Lucius knew very well that the seeds of hatred had been planted, and even people who seemed not to be in danger must be vigilant.

Even an extraordinary person would die due to the conspiracy of mortals. He knew how to break the so-called chain of hatred in advance, so he showed a trustworthy smile.

"Your brother is looking for you. He has too many goods to move. Let me take you over to help."

The young man was doubtful, but nodded.

"OK, all right."

Lucius took the boy away from the house, and neither of them ever came back.

As night fell, the taverns in Nasir's town resounded with the noisy voices of sailors.

The patrol team in Nasir Town is led by the local Sheriff. The Sheriff himself is a member of the Baron Hoven family and is responsible for maintaining the most basic security in the town.

After disposing of the body, Lucius immediately went to the city hall of Nasir Town, found the department where the patrol team members were located, and took out a silver coin from his arms with a smile and handed it to the patrol team members.

"Hey, thank you for your hard work. I am Lucius from the Fisher family. I got some wine from the wine merchant and want to share it with the Sheriff."

He was not afraid that the matter would spread. Killing those who colluded with cult groups was in line with the legal principles of the Kingdom of Siyate and the major righteous churches. However, Lucius knew very well that even if it was legal and reasonable, proper management was still necessary.

Several people in the patrol looked at him in confusion. The man's smiling face was still stained with blood.

"Don't be so serious, everyone."

The leading patrol member still nodded, swallowed, reached out to hold Lucius' hand holding the silver coin, and smiled:

"Mr. Lucius, the Sheriff will definitely be interested in the wine you mentioned."