The Devil’s Cage

230. Chapter 221 is a hit

    The shadow is still in the air.

    Like a mist, he squats beside the eldest son, with the power of concealment.

    Qin Ran can be sure that it is not negative energy.

    The chilling and erosive of negative energy is really well recognized.

    Qin Ran was curious about this special power.

    However, he is more curious about the choice of the eldest son.

    Because, in his opinion, it is better to let go of the neck than to get rid of it. Maybe there is still a chance.

    Although Felling showed a strange and powerful, the desire for life is enough to make a coward become a brave.

    What's more, the eldest son in front of him is definitely not a coward.

    It’s a real hero.

    Such a person, choose to wait for death, Qin Ran is the first will not believe.

    Qin Ran did not believe it.

    Felin is not willing to believe.

    But even if he didn't believe it, Fei Lin had to give up the original practice.

    Because, the identity of the eldest son of Molde.

    Before Merck’s denial of this identity, Molde was able to do something that was raging, and with this identity in one day, the other party would be treated for a day.

    However, this does not mean that Flint will do nothing.

    Hey!

    The shadow slammed the eldest son, and the sound of a metal blade cutting flesh and blood rang rapidly. When the shadows dispersed, the eldest son of the eldest son could not afford to fall.

    On the dead tree that the other side is leaning against, there is a trace of a knife and axe.

    Let Qin Qu, standing behind the shadow of the dead tree, be frightened.

    He was afraid that the dead tree would collapse and reveal his hidden person.

    Fortunately, the dead tree is far stronger than imagined.

    Or, Fei Lin does not want to let the dead tree collapse!

    "I accept your surrender!"

    "But I think your surrender needs to add a piece of insurance!"

    "If not, I can't worry about taking you waiting for Stegna to come!"

    Fei Lin went to the side of the eldest son, and grabbed the other side, so he went to the north.

    Qin Ran stood in the shadow for a few minutes, confirming that Fei Lin really left, and this was a long sigh of relief.

    I glanced at the body of Gradton, who had fallen to the ground, and the cracked, cracked, dead tree that had fallen without collapse. Qin Ran blinked.

    From the other party's words, he knows that this is a clue that Ferrin left for Stegna.

    The other party should use the eldest son of the Dagong as the 'bait' and lead the other party to the north of the Merck.

    The northern part of the Principality of Merck is connected to the Principality of Titan.

    Simply put, there is a place where war broke out.

    It is also another route that Qin Ran chose to leave the Merck Principality.

    The narrow and long-term Merck Principality is surrounded by mountains and mountains, and only the north and south sides are gentle.

    The generations of Merck's great achievements have expanded the territory several times, forming today's situation with Merck Castle as the core, the southern patrol forest, and the north to the afterglow valley.

    Compared with the indifferent peace, the northern part of the Merck Principality has been out of war all the year because of its connection with the referendum of Titan. It can even erupt two or three times a year.

    According to Hans, decades of successive wars have already made the Merck and the Titans a feud.

    A little friction is a war.

    Every reason why Merck is able to levy good warfare is inseparable from such feuds.

    "Do you want to go to the north?"

    "I am afraid that I want to use the army of Merck and rely on the number of people to smooth the gap between the two sides?"

    Qin Ran silently thought.

    Although Felling showed disdainful attitude towards Stegner, the chief of the big swordsman in the discourse, but behaving as an enemy.

    Otherwise, it will not seriously hurt Molde.

    And Fei Lin’s move also gave Qin Ran a signal: the relationship between Molde and Stegner is very unusual.

    Far beyond the ordinary teachers and students.

    “Intimate collaborators?”

    or

    Qin Jin Heart guess, Footsteps is not slow.

    He also went toward the North.

    Although at this time, returning to the South, leaving the forest is the safest way to do so.

    Think of the battle that is about to break out in the north, and the benefits it contains.

    In Qin Ran’s heart, there is a decision.

    For Qin Ran who has not let go of any opportunity to get 'interest', the opportunity is really a golden age!

    Think about the strength of Fering and Stegner.

    What if he can get rid of each other?

    At least the rare level of equipment.

    Legendary level equipment is not impossible.

    If it is under normal circumstances, it is difficult for him to be an opponent of any of Fering and Stegner.

    But now it is different!

    The two will inevitably break out a battle.

    In this battle, as long as he seizes an opportunity, he can profit.

    Of course, if you want to be a fisherman, you need enough strength and care.

    Therefore, before Qin Ren left, the traces of his existence were cleaned as much as possible.

    Leave only Graton as a 'cue'.

……

    The night is getting deeper and deeper.

    The fire on the castle in the distance has become crumbling.

    When a dark cloud obscured the moon, it was completely immersed in the darkness.

    "Boom!"

    A flash of lightning crossed the night sky.

    It is like a white paint painted on a dark curtain.

    After a while, the raindrops of the beans were smashed.

    After the rainstorm lasted for a whole night, it gradually became smaller.

    The rivers of the moat of Merck Castle have to exceed the safety line.

    The guards were busy and began to pour the river out.

    This is not an easy job.

    The piranhas in the moat are not a joke.

    Look at the iron gloves worn by these guards.

    Especially the sky is still raining, it is even more difficult.

    "Damn ghost weather!"

    "I hope the iron mesh at the water valve is strong enough!"

    "Otherwise, we will go fishing in the canal for a while!"

    "That is a nightmare!"

    "I don't want to do this!"

    "Mr. Gratton doesn't know how much he will come back. Does the order he confesses need to be implemented?"

    Sure

    "Grandon is the chief of the western region of the entire Principality, and the generals who have fought against the mountain people. His orders must not be wrong!"

    Several guards who turned the moat water valve kept complaining.

    "What order?"

    The sudden emergence of the words interrupted the complaints of the guard gate.

    “Who”

    When the guard turned over his head, he would drink it, but when he saw the tall, strong, and tough man, he immediately became respectful.

    The drink that was exported as 'dirty' also became a courtesy greeting.

    "Segner, early!"

    "Yesterday Gratton went out of town at night and said that before he returned, no one was allowed to leave or enter Merck Castle!"

    "Of course, this does not include you!"

    The guard told Sterner everything in a nearly flattering gesture.

    "Is that right?"

    "Since it is the order of Glaton, it is good to obey!?"

    "He is the castle retainer appointed by His Royal Highness, isn't he?"

    Stegner said in a powerful voice, and revealed a bold smile.

    Certainly. Certainly.

    The guards nodded immediately.

    Stegner turned to the guards and turned and left.

    At the moment of turning around, Stegna's face was gloomy.

    He knew that Molde had an accident.

    "God damn it!"

    Stegna cursed in the bottom of my heart.

    Both cursed the sly thief and cursed the guy who threatened Moldel.

    He carefully identified the traces around him.

    Continuous heavy rain washed away all traces of residue, even Stegner had no way.

    But Graton is still left as a 'clue'.

    The traces left by the special forces on the dead trees are still there.

    Glanced at Gradton's body, Stegna raised his hand and touched the special trace, and immediately guessed what happened.

    "Ferlin!"

    "You better pray that you don't hurt Moore, otherwise I want you to die!"

    In the low roar, Stegna went crazy to the north.

    The battle of life and death, at the touch of a hair.

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