[Hunter] The Meteor Legend after Lydia's Life Record

"Watch out for the priest?"

After quietly listening to my chattering report, Kuroro frowned and repeated.

I nodded, and couldn't help but ask after a while, "What does he mean?"

Franklin had nothing to do with us since he dumped us for the first team.What is he trying to remind us by leaving a sentence like this without beginning or end?

Are his words credible?

Also, the pastor is the quiet man in the first team with a low sense of presence.Be careful of him, do you mean he alone, or the entire first team?The first team has been fine with us all summer, are they planning to do something to us now?

"I don't know yet." Kurolo said, he looked around and asked, "How much do we know about the pastor?"

Not much is known.

Even in the first team, the priest is a very mysterious person with a weak sense of presence. He usually looks like a quiet shadow with few words, but he is almost absent in battle.

But before, because I had a flirt with the man in the first team who made a beast, and got a few words of information, I reminded Kuroro to pay attention to the priest.After that, because of intentional attention, we finally got some information.

Priest, whose real name is unknown.Wearing a black priest uniform all the year round, it is said that he was a priest before coming to Meteor Street.

Yes, he is an outsider.This point should be marked with an asterisk—there are many outsiders in the second district, but the special environment of the second district is here. When the outsiders come, they will either disappear soon, or they will be the strongest among the strong, absolutely Strength obliterates all gaps.

Besides, the place we are in is deep in the second district, and there is no weak person who can walk here from the outside.

But the pastor, the ability is unknown.

He is a telekinetic, but he hardly ever makes a move in battle. According to various indications, he should have a non-combat telekinetic ability, and it should not be underestimated—even if he behaves like an idler who stays out of the way, everyone including the leader Ramon The rest of the first team respected him a lot.

As for the character, I only know the superficial ones—gentle temperament, reticent, and weak sense of existence.

I do know one more thing...the pastor, and Sai Qila from the first team, have, ahem, quite a close relationship between men and women.

But, this, I was also surprised when I first found out, it is the only woman in the first team, Sai Qila, first of all, she has strength, but at the same time, she is also the same as the first team except Franklin (the newcomer) All the other five men, yes all of them... have quite intimate relationships.

So when it came to this point, we all complained, this is not what the pastor needs to pay attention to, it is basically Saiqila's point, right?

But in short, with the collective wisdom and efforts, I still only know so much about the pastor...

better than nothing.

What a mysterious man.

...felt more dangerous.

So the final conclusion is nothing more than: "Raise your vigilance in the near future, let's wait and see what happens."

"I always feel that there will be a strange twist at the end, this matter." After the meeting, March and I whispered.

"Intuition?" I asked.

Madge nodded and frowned again: "Maybe something big will happen...but don't trust me too much."

I nodded, and then patted her on the shoulder to comfort her: "Don't think too much, so many storms have come, this time it will be the same."

But after sending Ma Qi away, I was still a little worried.Unknown dangers always make people feel uneasy, just like the dark tide is raging under the calm water, and there is no one knows what prehistoric monsters are hiding.

If Franklin's goal was to throw us off our feet, I think he's at least halfway there.

"Actually, the ability to prophesy in flower language is still there." Kuroro told me in private.

"Then do you want to use it?" I immediately put down what I was doing and looked up at him.

"I want to ask you if you want to use it." Kuroro sat down and said, pointing my finger between my eyebrows: "Don't keep frowning."

I froze, did I frown?Then he laughed heartily, leaned over and hugged his arm, and said, "Have you used that ability in the second district before?"

"No." Kuroro said without thinking.

"Then I don't need it." I didn't ask him why, but immediately expressed my opinion.

"Why?" he wanted to ask me.

There are too many reasons.According to the last reading, the final result is not very accurate...or too accurate...and the content is ambiguous, and many things have not been understood yet...

I only told him what he cared about the most: "It feels very unlucky."

After that, there was another period of quiet days, and the weather became cooler every day.

Autumn is really here, the mosquitoes are less and less, and everything is chilling, but people's hearts are just around the corner.Recently, due to the expansion of our territory, our forces have had some friction with several surrounding forces. The big fight has not yet happened, and there have been a few small fights, which is quite imminent.

I don't know how much Kuroro has played a role in this.He became addicted to playing He Zong Lian Heng in the second district, and recently he stopped killing people to entertain his boredom. It is said that the "Cheats of Thieves" has been enriched a bit.

Except for Kuroro, everyone else was busy sharpening their knives—since they had a premonition that something was going to happen, and they couldn't kill the danger in the bud, they could only desperately improve their own strength.

The more strength, the more possibility of survival when danger comes.

At the same time, intelligence gathering is also stepping up.

The last piece of information we got was that Sekiela had had a big fight with the priest.

This is Parker's ability.She looked at the memory of a child in the camp. The child accidentally saw Saiqila arguing with the priest. To be precise, Saiqila was talking hysterically, and the priest quietly let her vent without saying a word. .

The children didn't come close, not knowing what they said.

Other than that, there are no other changes.

Of course, we can't really monitor every move of the other seven people.

Even conversely, because of our heightened precautions, the other party's actions also became more careful, as if they were also guarding against us.

Everyone knew something was going to happen, but no one expected that the whole thing would develop in that way.

In hindsight, we who were busy and careful before were like little insects crawling around on leaves preparing for the winter. We could only feel the swaying of the branches, but we didn’t know that outside this small sapling, the rough sea was already brewing black. the storm.

When a monstrous wave hits, we can only drift with it.

Things started at one dawn.

The camp was sleeping in the valley of rubbish, and the sentries on the four ridges had their throats slit silently at the same time.

By the time we were awakened by the murderous intent and the smell of blood, the entire camp had already been taken over by others.

A detachment armed with guns ordered us to gather at the first team's shed, completely treating the prisoners.

No one raised any objections, not even Fei Tan, the most rebellious, said a word.Almost one second I was yawning and was dragged up by Kuroro, and the next second I followed their footsteps obediently.

Looking out from our leaky shack, the white valleys of garbage were filled with black seas of people.Wearing a uniform black vest, the well-trained army surrounded us layer by layer, and the simple camp was like an isolated island floating on the black ocean.

A black army.

A sea of ​​black.

Similar things happened in every hut, except for the shouts of the occupiers driving their cattle, the whole camp was as quiet as a chicken.

At the same time as longing for strength, there is obedience to strength.

The ordinary team of nearly a hundred people in the camp was classified and detained. Only we were taken to the hut of the first team with our hands tightly bound behind our backs.

There is no doubt that this is not something the first team can do. Their leader Ramon is just like us, his hands are tied with strong tendons, and he is standing aside in embarrassment.

Also receiving the same treatment were Franklin, the pastor, and the little brother who made the beast...a total of five people.

Following their shocked and angry eyes, I saw that besides the black vest, the only two people with free hands-Sakila, and the man holding her waist.

That man is also from the first team. I still have the impression that he was always cold. He was the one who said, "Little girl, don't be proud" when I quarreled with Saiqila before.

At this moment, a man who appeared to be the leader of the black vests was speaking to him respectfully.

I can't figure out what's going on, but I feel completely cold all over.

"Dehan, Saiqila. You recruited these people?... What do you want to do?"

When we entered, the former leader Ramon was talking to those two people in a tied up awkward posture.His tone was not so much the anger of being betrayed, but rather the unbelievable and incomprehensible, deep confusion.

This kind of confusion must exist in everyone's heart - can recruit such a team with a wave of hands, is it enough to dominate the second district?Come and play with us?

"Ramon, everyone, I'm sorry." Saikira's attitude was even low and friendly without being arrogant.

In the silent gaze of everyone, she said to her former teammates: "Dehan and I did not betray everyone! We just had no choice but to persuade everyone in this way... Come with us. There is no future in staying in this corner Yes. The second district is very big, joining the Black Dragon Club, we will have a wider space for development and become stronger!"

"It really is the Black Dragon Society." Ramon said in a low voice, looking at the tall man named Dehan, with a slight mockery on the corner of his mouth: "I knew you were not an ordinary person. Dehan, you can tell everyone your identity now, right?" ?”

"The president of the Black Dragon Society is my brother-in-law." Dehan said flatly.

Black Dragon Society, I have only heard this name in casual chats.

It is said that the top three forces occupy the second district: the Black Dragon Society, the Red Eagle Society and the White Night League.Each of them is on the same level as the commercial alliance in the eighth district, and even far exceeds it in terms of force, and is the well-deserved overlord of the second district.

When I heard the name of the Black Dragon Club for the first time, I laughed out loud: "What kind of stupid name is this? Is there something wrong with your brain? Secondary illness!"

Fei Tan mocked, "I don't know if your brain is sick, but your hands must be fine. Otherwise, you can still spread your name and make you sit here and make jokes?"

At that time, although I knew it was a colossal monster that I couldn't afford to mess with, it felt so far away from us.

And now...

This man named Dehan, besides standing there with one arm around Saiqila's waist, and nodding when the man in the black vest whispered the situation to him, almost only had the function of spreading air-conditioning, and kept talking. Instead it was Saikira.

But he said he was the brother-in-law of the president of the Black Dragon Society.

"That's right!" Ramon sighed.

His face was ashen, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he changed his face, raised the corner of his mouth and said mockingly: "Unexpected! The wife and brother of the president of the Black Dragon Society would condescend to stay in our place for so long! You still listen to my command, hmph! I just don’t know what is there for the young master to worry about us such small characters?”

As he said that, his expression twitched, and he looked at Saiqila fiercely: "Saiqila must have known it a long time ago!"

Dehan sideways blocked Saiqila, but his face was still expressionless: "It's just that I was in trouble, and I didn't intend to deceive. Saiqila only found out later."

"Ramon," Saiqila said softly, "I didn't hide it from everyone on purpose, but it's Dehan's privacy after all...Didn't I tell you before? Everyone is so strong, I should go to the depths of the second district, but you refused."

She looked around with slightly red eyes, looked around excitedly, and asked: "Now that Dehan's problem is solved, he is going back to the Black Dragon Society, and he is willing to go with everyone.... What do you mean? La Mongolian?"

Ramon sneered, as if he had completely given up on himself, closed his eyes not to look at her, gritted his teeth and said, "Stupid woman!"

"Saiqila," said another man in the first team, with a much better attitude, but a little helpless: "Is this how you convince us? Tied with beef tendon?"

Saiqila let out a low "Hey", and turned her head as if looking for someone to untie them.

"Silly girl," the man sighed, with a gentle tone in his calm tone: "Isn't that what you mean? If you want to go to the Black Dragon Club, just say so. That's the Black Dragon Club, such a precious opportunity, don't we? Can you still refuse? Why use such a method to make everyone sad?"

"Vincent, I, I know!" Saiqila was ashamed at what he said, and she turned her head and pulled Dehan's sleeve to urge him: "Dehan, hurry up and let everyone untie you! Companion!"

He turned his head and explained hastily: "I didn't intend to humiliate everyone! I'm just afraid that if everyone fights, it won't be good to accidentally hurt either side... And I have to arrest these brats..."

As she was talking, she suddenly thought of us, and turned her head to look at our corner, her originally gentle and soft expression suddenly became severe.

"That's right! They!" She suddenly remembered something, pointed at us and said in a sharp voice, "Dehan is still helping me..."

"Saiqila, let's talk about the main things first." Dehan put his arms around her shoulders, turned her around halfway, and pressed her close to him, indifferently.

At the same time, he glanced at us without any emotion: "Anyway, it has already fallen into our hands, and we will naturally let you vent your anger later. There is no rush."

First, I was pointed at the tip of my nose by Saiqila's fingertips, and then I was swept by Dehan's cold eyes. I froze, and an unprecedented sense of crisis seized me.

What they said afterward, I have no idea.

Except for our hands being tied behind our backs, we are still free everywhere, and my mouth is not gagged—probably because I don’t care about it and don’t need it.

In the face of absolute power, the so-called skills, tricks and tricks have become small, and it is difficult for a mayfly to shake a big tree.Even if we rise up to resist and kill one or two, can we still kill hundreds of enemies outside and break out of the encirclement?

Looking around slightly, Kurolo was beside me. He looked at the other side intently, as if he was listening to Sai Qila and the others, with a blank face, unpredictable eyes, and I don't know what he was thinking.

The others were similar, either bowing their heads in contemplation, or looking at the opposite side, obviously facing the current predicament, no one could come up with a solution.

Is it just resignation to fate?

Listening to the voice of the other party, if we sit and wait to die, we will never end well.

What else to say to get angry...

I lightly moved my wrist, which was tightly bound behind me, the tough tendons tightened in my flesh, the pain was so numb, and my fingers almost lost feeling.

I looked around from the corner of my eye, moved my feet slightly, and moved secretly to Kuroro's side.Originally, we were shoulder to shoulder, but now we are even more tightly squeezed together, and we didn't stop until the force from him pressed against me.

I lowered my head, my heart was so tense that my internal organs were trembling.if……

If there is really no way...

Just, let everyone...

Let's all die here.

I, I can survive.I closed my eyes hard, thinking tremblingly, covering my body, maybe I can protect Kuroro.

Under the out-of-control speech spirit, only myself is the absolute safe field.

But the others, Feitan, Maggie, Pike...

I really can't help it.I thought, shaking my lips.Just thinking about it makes me feel sad.

That was the last, last resort.

Chrollo smacked my shoulder unobtrusively.Shocked, I raised my head to look at him, his dark eyes were facing me, and I only saw my helpless face in them.

He didn't want to say anything, but when he saw me looking up, he looked away.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to relax.Don't rush to think things are too bad, I try my best to comfort myself, maybe there will be a turnaround, so I have to trust my companions.

In order to divert my emotions, I refocused on the people in the first team opposite.

What they were still talking about, Ramon had already closed his eyes and exited the conversation, and now he was mainly talking about the man named Vincent.I remember his ability was to manipulate the wind.

In a flash of inspiration, I shifted my gaze back, wanting to see the priest whom we had focused on guarding against before.The penultimate one is Franklin, and the penultimate one is the black priest's suit...

Right in front of a pair of eyes looking at me.

The pastor is about 30 years old, with a gentle and fair face, and a pair of light brown eyes.Seeing me looking at him, he smiled at me calmly.

I was stunned for a moment.

My heart tightened, I frowned and took the lead to avoid looking at each other. There was a vague thought in my heart, but I couldn't catch it for a while.Before I could think about it, I suddenly heard a shrill scream——

"Ah——! Ramon!" Saiqila screamed, staggered two steps and rushed forward, catching Ramon who fell forward, and covered the wound on his heart with shaking hands.

Blood was flowing, and a shining sharp blade was inserted from the back and pierced from the heart.The burly, brown-skinned man still kept his hands tied behind his back, his legs were limp, and his head drooped limply.

He is dead.

There was a smug and mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No, no, no..." Saiqila shook her head vigorously, pressed his wound, stroked his cheek, and fell to the ground with her arms around his body.

She suddenly looked up at the man standing behind Ramon's body, holding a blood-dripping dagger in his hand. His side face was sharp, and he asked angrily with hatred, "Dehan! Why did you kill him?!"

"Why?!" The voice screamed and split.

She looked so sad and angry, almost like a nemesis.On the other side of her, Dehan looked down at her with a calm face: "You know why, Saiqila. He won't be obedient."

"Excuse! I don't believe it! It's all an excuse! Why on earth..."

Saiqila covered her face and burst into tears.

I saw that except for Dehan, who suddenly shot to kill someone with no expression on his face, the men in the same first team, except for Franklin, all had more or less strange smiles on their faces, either ridiculed, or Bitter, or pleasant.

Saiqila cried very sadly, and Dehan walked around Ramon's body on the ground, walked up to her, bent down and pressed her shoulders, and seemed to whisper something to coax her.

Saikira shook his hand violently.

Durham faced us, and I saw him frown, as if showing patience, and put his hand on it again, and this time, Sekira didn't pull away.

Saiqila's crying gradually stopped under Dehan's comfort.

She wiped her tears and stood up, while Dehan held the dagger that was still dripping blood, from Vincent, to the baby-faced man manipulating the beast, to the pastor, and finally Franklin, cut off their hands one by one. beef tendon.

The four people were free, and they moved their wrists one after another.Vincent smiled at Dehan, and the Nian Beast manipulator punched him on the shoulder, which seemed to be a good relationship.

It looks like they've made a deal.

"Don't cry." Dehan grabbed Saiqila's shoulders and led her to turn around to face us.

He said to Saiqila with red and swollen eyes in an indifferent and soft tone: "Now you can deal with them as you like. You can do whatever you want, just to vent your anger."

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, I am back. (minor repair~)

After reading the comments, I didn't expect everyone to care so much about Lydia and Yan.I feel that everyone loves Lydia so much, I am proud of you!The matter about Lan and Yan will be unfolded later. I explained a lot yesterday. Many readers should have read it?The long string of green words is so ugly, the author of OCD deleted it.Let's focus on explaining after this paragraph is finished~

Well, by the way, the next few chapters are very exciting, with a few magical twists.