The Demon’s Menu

Dock area, port.

A team of harbour escorts appeared here from dawn and began martial law.

Any transportation or unloading is delayed.

Residents also began to be evacuated.

No one complained.

Because, Gerrard has given a certain amount of compensation.

People who received compensation immediately took this martial law as a holiday, and many people smiled.

However, the guards who carry out martial law tasks are serious.

Especially the little Lid who led these people, holding the sword in his waist, never let it go for a moment.

"Piper"!

After learning of the people who will appear here at noon today, Little Lid's heart hung directly in the air.

Because, he did not know how to deal with such a powerful enemy.

An enemy that cannot be measured by the number of people.

For Little Lid, or most people, it is really the most terrible enemy.

And when the other party proposed to see only one person ...

This danger rises linearly.

"I hope that adults can cope with it, and I hope Lord Jason is safe and sound."

With prayer, Little Lid looked at the front entrance.

This is the only way to the Eight Claw Tavern.

‘The Piper’ is coming, and will definitely pass by here.

The time agreed at noon was less than a quarter of an hour.

Time passes by one minute and one second.

The harbour guard nerves guarding the quayside have long been tightened, their breathing has become uniform, and a scent of sand begins to unconsciously condense. When their eyes glance, those civilians who are far away from the brain probe here. We immediately became frightened, and subconsciously evaded this line of sight.

The timid people were even scared to pale and unconsciously stepped back.

The momentum of the harbor guards is still condensing and rising.

Soon, when the sun rose to the middle of the sky, their momentum condensed to the highest point.

At this time, everyone's armor was automatic with no wind, clattering, and a sharp edge, as if the sword was out of the sheath.

The sound of the waves has unconsciously decreased.

The seabirds in the sky are far away early.

It seems that there is only this team left between heaven and earth.

then--

Woo!

The wind screamed.

The mist rolled.

A fog so thick that no fingers can be seen suddenly appeared in the Hans harbour, in front of the port.

Also,

Behind Little Lid and others!

"Behind!"

"maritime!"

Little Lid was startled and turned back subconsciously.

All the people followed.

next moment!

Everyone's pupils shrank.

I saw in their vision, a huge and trembling figure looming in the mist.

That is the height they have never seen before.

The wall of the harbour is like a small mound, as if it can be crossed in just one step.

What is even more frightening is that every step of this giant is a scream of gusty wind. The sound of the waves that disappeared before is like a volcano that erupted again after being suppressed to the limit.

Rumble!

It seems thunder.

Trembling.

The harbour guards, who had been unaware of it, were affected again. It seemed that the sharpness of the sheathed sword was directly blunt, and it seemed to be rusty.

Little Lid felt a rush of electric current flowing through his body and scalp.

He felt his body stiff and his brain froze.

It seems that he is about to become a puppet.

Bite the tongue sharply.

The smell of blood spread in the mouth.

The pain in the moment stimulated the brain of the harbor administrator.

Make him sober for a moment.

Very short.

But enough.

"war!"

Little Lid shouted.

This sound is comparable to a starting gun.

The harbour escorts who were deterred around almost shouted subconsciously.

"war!"

The sound was not uniform and loud.

But let these harbor guards wake up.

Then--

"war!"

"Battle!"

"Fighting!"

All at once.

There was a sound.

When the last sound of the word "war" exited, the sound had already pierced the sky and once again covered the sound of the waves.

Huh!

The long sword made a sheath sound, looming in the roar.

An invisible sword pierced the sky.

The strong wind dissipated.

The waves are silent.

There is no trace of mist.

On the sea, only a small boat came slowly.

There is only one person on board.

His face could not be seen clearly in the midday sun.

But the flute in the opponent's hand is clearly visible.

"Harbour escort?"

"Not bad."

Standing on the ship, the other party laughed with compliment.

The appreciation in the voice is not disguise.

But at the next moment, the other party's smile closed.

Gloomy and cold covered his face.

The eyes are full of killing intentions.

"It's too obtrusive!"

The other party said this, and the flute in his hand gently lifted.

A clear and sweet flute sounded.

then--

Click!

The invisible sword shuddered, and cracked lines appeared on it. All the harbour guards, including Little Lid, felt like a lightning strike at this moment, pale and trembling.

However, no one stepped back.

They held swords and shields, clenched their teeth and stared at the figure coming from the sea.

Under this gaze, the other party seemed to be more angry.

He will raise the flute in his hand again.

"You are also annoying."

A faint voice sounded.

From the harbour.

To be precise, it is 111 Dylan Street.

The voice was indifferent, Gerald sitting in the chair stood up and walked to the French window.

He stood there, looking directly at the sea.

moment--

Roar!

Soaring roar.

Hot breath.

In the clouds of the sky, there was a ghost image of a griffin, staring at the people on the ship.

The uncovered murderous intention was shot from the eyes of the 'griffin'.

The other party had to raise the "flute" hand and stopped.

Raised his head and looked at the phantom of the 'griffin'.

Then, he looked down slightly and looked at 111 Dylan Street deep in the harbor.

Ten thousand meters apart.

The vision of both parties was not affected at all.

Direct collision.

Bang!

Thunder, louder than before, appeared.

It seems that the sky will be burst.

The rolled up clouds collapsed directly.

There is only one sun left.

The air freezes.

The boat stopped and stopped moving.

Gerald straightened up, breathing slightly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Gerald suddenly turned pale and took a slight step back.

The bow of the boat sank swiftly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then, the boat moved forward again.

A slight smile appeared on the face of the "piper".

People still couldn't see the face of the "piper", but they could all feel that he was smiling.

Such a laugh is very uncomfortable.

Lord Lord is slightly inferior?

The morale of everyone was stagnant.

but,

immediately!

Everyone saw it, and the smile of the "piper" stiffened.

Snapped!

The boat shattered.