Boom!
There was a thunderous explosion.
A curtain of rain enveloped the gray sky, and the thin rain strands pierced the local muddy roads like silver needles.
The black wheels were stuck deep in the brown mud, making a dull groan.
Twelve oak-laden carriages lined up in a winding queue, like a giant dying snake squirming along a mountain road.
The coachmen were wrapped in soaked wool cloaks, with water dripping from the brim of their hats.
Old Butte at the front narrowed his eyes blurred by the rain, and his rough fingers could feel the uneasy trembling of the horse under the reins.
This kind of bad weather is not suitable for traveling.
Fortunately, as someone who has been walking with Oak Town and Night Raven Port all year round, he knew that there was a cave nearby that could provide shelter from the rain.
Think of this.
He glanced back at the convoy, making sure the canvases were still firmly tied one by one, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Once this rainwater is allowed to seep in, the oak will only become heavier as it absorbs the water.
At that time, it will be more difficult for the carriage to move forward.
Think about this.
He spoke loudly.
"Guys, hurry up, there's a shelter in front of you."
Finished.
A figure on a horse approached from the side.
He glanced at Old Butte.
Nothing was said.
However, as old friends who have been together for more than ten years.
Old Butte naturally knows what the other party means.
He glanced sideways at the back of the convoy.
It was a red-haired man, riding on a horse, slowly following the convoy.
The rain fell on my body, and I didn't seem to feel it.
At this time.
The other party seemed to be aware of Old Butte's gaze.
In the rain.
Hu Qi, who originally had his head lowered, turned his head and looked over.
See this.
Old Butte felt a chill in his heart and looked away calmly.
"This guy is really not simple..."
Three days have passed since I left Oak Town.
And along the way.
Old Butte also carefully observed the person who joined his team.
They may even inquire about each other's information intentionally or unintentionally.
It's just a pity that there is not much gain.
There are two main reasons for this.
First, as the leader of a convoy, it is necessary to be wary of strangers joining the team halfway.
Secondly, it was because that person was too generous.
The shot is just a few Silver Lion.
This is not something ordinary people can have.
In this world, money is the most attractive thing.
If possible, he wouldn't mind causing some accidents to happen to this person.
But at this moment, Old Butte pressed this idea hard.
The man in front of him, after several days of observation, exuded a dangerous aura.
Even if it succeeds, I'm afraid it will cost a few brothers.
As the leader, he had to weigh the pros and cons.
"Keep it tight."
Old Butte winked to the side. Seeing this, the savage-faced companion put away the dagger angrily and unwillingly.
In this team, Old Butte's words are an iron law and no one dares to disobey it.
soon.
The group found a cave.
Hidden from the rain for a while.
Heavy rain like this.
It won't last long.
This is indeed the case.
Not long after, the rain stopped and the sky became darker.
When dusk fell, everyone had to stop and wait for dawn before setting off.
A bonfire soon rose in the center of the cave, its dancing flames crackling in the humid air.
Old Butte enthusiastically invited Hu Qi to join, but he politely declined.
Hu Qi sat alone in the corner, eating dry food, ale, bread, beef jerky and other food brought from the tavern.
He was keenly aware of the strange looks cast by Old Butte and his group. The look with probing and calculating look was particularly dazzling under the firelight.
The corners of his mouth raised upwards, but there was a coldness in his eyes.
If these people really wanted to seek death, he wouldn't mind giving them a ride.
As the night progressed, the cave became silent.
After everyone had had enough wine and food, they each found a corner to rest.
From time to time, I will set my sights on a certain location.
Hu Qi didn't seem to notice the gazes of the people around him.
He held a strange posture at the moment.
Support the ground with one hand and let your body hang in the air.
The trapezius and deltoid muscles bulged under pressure, the lines of the shoulder and stomach bones sharply divided the outline of the back, and the blood vessels under the skin were vaguely visible.
The triceps of the left arm are tightened, and the force is transmitted from the spine to the fingertips. The contraction of the muscles shows amazing explosive power.
Sweat slid down his chest, reflecting slightly on his tight abdominal muscles, rising and falling with the rhythm of his breathing.
The muscles on the waist and the straight back muscles form a stable support, allowing his body to remain motionless even if one arm is hanging.
When his head is raised upward, the trapezius and cervical muscles are involved.
The tendons are coiled like an angry dragon, and the mandible line and collarbone form a triangle.
This is not like a human's resting posture, but more like a beast that is tense to the extreme and hunting.
under this action.
Hu Qi The qi and blood in the body are constantly rushing, strengthening this body.
at the same time.
He also runs Heaven Seizing Technique.
Absorb the spiritual particles swimming around and merge them into your own body.
Replenish the consumption of Qi and blood circulation in this body.
This extraordinary path for professionals.
A breakthrough in a major realm sequence requires swallowing magic potions, satisfying meditation methods, and completing specific professional rituals.
However, small realms can increase their own accumulation through continuous absorption of spirituality.
However, this speed is generally very slow.
Moreover, if it is absorbed into the body, although the body will be strengthened, it is only a passive strengthening by the way.
Can't take the initiative.
Unless you are a person in a specific profession, you can let your spirit strengthen your body.
Not to mention manipulating these spirits to replenish oneself.
But this is not a problem at all for Hu Qi.
His essence is the true God, so it is easy to do this.
Although it is impossible to step into the extraordinary.
But it can mobilize Qi and blood and strengthen the body.
Keeping it close to the limit of the human body in this world.
This is one of the twelve training movements Hu Qi specially designed to improve the physical fitness of this human body.
only.
When he just finished the eleventh action, he stopped.
It's not that he doesn't want to.
Instead, some uninvited guests came here.
At first there were just a few sporadic sounds, like someone beating a wet drumhead in the distance.
Gradually, the sounds became one, like rolling thunder before a storm.
At this time.
Everyone in the team and Old Butte also discovered this.
Suddenly, everyone stood up with alert expressions.
Suddenly, there was a dull sound of horse hooves coming from the distant forest.
The sound became clearer and clearer, as if the earth was shaking.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the source of the sound through the pattering rain.
Among the dark tree shadows, the light spots of torches flickered like will-o'-the-wisps, flickering to outline a galloping team.
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, chaotic and rapid, accompanied by the clang of metal collision and rough shouts.
More than thirty bandits rushed out of the forest, their figures looking twisted and ferocious in the rainy night.
The worn leather armor was stained with mud, and the rusty sword glowed coldly under the torch.
As the reins were tightened, the horse neighed, snorted white air, and stopped on the muddy ground.
Most of these people had their faces covered with rags, leaving only their hungry wolf-like eyes.
Rain dripped down the weapons of the bandits. They reined in their horses and formed a semicircle in front of the cave.
The horses tread uneasily and their iron bits jingle.
Someone whistled, a sharp sound piercing the rain, followed by a burst of wild laughter.
They attack in no hurry, like a cat teasing its prey.
"Everyone inside, come out now!"
The leader of the bandits rode a tall black horse, with a hideous scar across his face, and greed and violence in his eyes.
He looked at the people in the cave.
The sound cut through the rain.
"Friend, is there some misunderstanding... I once had a covenant with Gefis..."
See this.
Old Butte looks a little ugly.
But he still took a step forward and tried to defuse the situation.
However, before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by the other party.
"That old thing?"
The leader of the bandits spat, pointing the tip of the knife to the ground.
"I chopped it into pieces and fed it to the crows three days ago. Now it's under my control."
Having said this, he grinned, revealing a row of jagged yellow teeth:
"Keep all the money bags, chop off ten arms, and spare your life."
The convoy was dead silent.
Seventeen people versus thirty-five knives, the odds of winning were slim, not to mention that some of the robbers had guns on their waists.
But if you really cut off your arm, you will be like a lamb bowing its knee to a hungry wolf, with only death.
Old Butte tightened his grip on the ax handle at his waist.
He knew that compromise meant leaving life and death to the other party.
But not everyone is so lucid.
The coachmen's eyes began to wander, spying on each other like a pack of rats looking for food.
Ten arms.
There are seventeen of them here.
As long as five people are handed over, the remaining twelve people can escape intact...
The minority must bleed for the majority, and self-preservation is natural.
Think about this.
Some people quietly took half a step back, and some people tightened their grip on the weapons at their waists.
See this scene.
Old Butte looks a little ugly.
He already understands.
This group of bandits is different now than before.
The previous bandits occupied a certain stronghold and stayed there for a long time, and even levied 'protection fees' from surrounding villages and people passing by.
It's like a local separatist force. As long as the money is in place, nothing will happen. What matters is long-term business.
And these in front of me should be bandits on the run.
This type has no fixed base and operates on the move, often attacking caravans and remote villages.
Usually they move quickly after grabbing a wave.
This is undoubtedly the most troublesome, and they don't take it into consideration at all.
This situation is simply impossible without blood.
Think about this.
His expression darkened.
At worst, it's hard to fight, so instead of just waiting to die, it's better to pull some support.
"Yes, there are just enough people!"
However, at this moment.
A calm voice suddenly sounded here.
Follow the sound and look.
It was no one else who spoke.
It was Hu Qi standing behind the crowd.
At this moment, he stood up from the ground.
Old Butte opened his mouth when he saw this, but he didn't know what he thought of, but he didn't speak after all.
"I didn't expect that there are people who are not afraid of death!"
The leader of the bandits narrowed his eyes, and his face was twisted with a sinister smile.
He hit the long knife with a wave of his hand.
"Go, chop off this kid's hands and feet! Let's see if he can continue to be so calm."
"Happy to oblige, boss!"
A tall and round gangster grinned and strode forward with a long, rusty knife.
Everyone in the convoy turned pale and backed away to make way, as if they were afraid of blood splattering on themselves.
When the gangster saw this, his smile became more ferocious.
--laugh!
Suddenly, at this moment, a subtle sound of breaking wind sounded in the air.
I saw.
The pile of bonfires in the cave shuddered violently, and tongues of fire sprang up like poisonous snakes, turning into dozens of lines of fire as thin as hair, drawing Crimson tracks in the night.
Attacked these bandits directly.
Phew!
The gangster at the front didn't even have time to react, the line of fire had already passed over his limbs.
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, there is no obstruction.
His arms and thighs were completely severed, and the incisions were as black as charcoal, with not a trace of blood splattering.
The severed limb fell to the ground with a 'clack'.
And after he was stunned for a second, he let out a scream that was not like a human voice, and fell down in the mud.
The other gangsters froze in place.
Some people instinctively raised their knives, while others touched their muskets tremblingly.
However, it's too slow.
The bonfire burst into flames, and the line of fire swept across like a whip!
laugh! laugh! Tsk...
Broken limbs flew everywhere, and the smell of burnt food filled the air.
No screams, no struggles.
Because the pain hasn't had time to catch up with their nerves.
Until a second later.
"——Ahhhh!! You... you are a devil..."
The leading gangster let out a shrill wail that tore through the rainy night.
The horses underneath them neighed in fear. These bandits had lost their limbs and were naturally unable to hold the reins.
These horses threw off the remains of their bodies and rushed wildly into the dark forest behind them.
See this scene.
A group of people headed by Old Butte stood stunned on the spot.
Look at Hu Qi.
My body couldn't help but tremble a little.
Old Butte was even more frightened in his heart.
I and others had actually wanted to be malicious towards this kind of existence before.
If they really take action, I'm afraid these people will be the fate of themselves and others.
Ignore the crowd.
Hu Qi The bandit lying on the ground.
There was a trace of satisfaction on his face.
Although Sequence Nine's Arsonist is stronger than ordinary people.
But it is absolutely impossible to do this.
Even a veteran like Ired cannot control the flames so finely Microscopic Control.
Because this requires professionals to have almost harsh control over spirituality.
But for Hu Qi, this is just a handy trick.
"Bring all these people in, I will hold them at the stake and make them repent for what they have done!"
Hu Qi said casually.
As he spoke, he also made a gesture of prayer for the faith of this world on his chest.
"Yes! Yes!"
Everyone's body trembled.
Although I don't understand why Hu Qi insists on being burned at the stake.
But this does not prevent them from following the orders of Hu Qi.
After a while.
Thirty-four people were carried in, leaving piles of firewood.
The reason why there were only thirty-four people left was because one unlucky guy was accidentally stepped on by a frightened horse and died when he was running away.
At this moment, due to the cutting of the fire line, the severed limbs of these people were instantly burned and sealed by the high temperature, and no trace of blood could seep out.
It was this cruel burning method that saved these bandits from bleeding to death.
Hu Qi looked at the wailing bandits and said calmly.
"Do you plead guilty?"
"Bah! I recognize you."
The leader of the bandits is indeed a desperado, but his ferocious nature is inspired by this desperate situation.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and was about to curse.
Before he finished speaking, a blazing line of fire passed across the sky.
--laugh!
Amidst the sound of flesh and blood tearing apart, the bandit leader's body was neatly divided into two.
The red and white stuff mixed with the entrails cascaded over the firewood below.
"I ask again, do you plead guilty?" Hu Qi's voice was still calm.
"We plead guilty! We plead guilty! Spare our lives... Sir, spare your lives!"
The remaining bandits were frightened to death and were crying and begging for mercy.
"Very good!"
Hu Qi With a flick of his fingertips, a fiery snake rushed into the pyre.
Although the wood was soaked by the rain, it was instantly ignited in front of Supernatural Trait whose sequence was Arsonist.
--boom!
Blazing Flames instantly rose into the sky and completely engulfed the remaining thirty-three human pigs.
In front of everyone.
These murderous bandits.
There was a shrill scream in the flames, and the smell of burnt flesh mixed with the crackle of burning wood.
Intertwined with the rain curtain outside the cave, it forms an elegy of death.
Do it all.
Wait until the screaming stops.
Hu Qi felt some strange movement in Supernatural Trait inside his body.
This is the signal for the professional's advancement ceremony to be completed.
Hu Qi felt something in his heart.
Call up the panel.
[Sequence Nine: Arsonist△ (Ability: Flame Manipulation, immune to some fire damage)]
[Modification Points: 138957(51%)]
"Crimson, modify and improve me Sequence Nine Arsonist!"