The Demon’s Menu

The sound of the blade tearing through the air entered Jason's ears!

Not for him.

but in...

Behind the carriage, near the city gate.

Jason turned his head subconsciously, and immediately saw a figure whose whole body was shrouded in a gray-black cloak, jumping down from the top of the city gate, and the sharp blade in his hand pierced into the body of the patrolman.

puff!

what!

The hurried, short-lived screams of the patrolmen came to an abrupt end, and the corpse was carried by the figure holding a sharp blade, as if showing off a trophy.

Renaissance!

Indestructible!

After shouting this sentence, the other party dropped the body of the patrolman and ran towards the city of Taoer.

Everything happens between lightning and flint.

When the other party was about to run out of the city gate, the remaining soldiers reacted.

Shoot! Shoot!

A soldier in the post next to the city gate rushed out and shouted loudly.

All the soldiers raised the flintlock rifles in their hands. They skillfully bit off the fixed-loaded paper-cased bullets, poured part of the gunpowder into the fire pool, and the remaining gunpowder and bullets were stuffed into the barrels with clear bars.

In about 20 seconds, all the soldiers completed this action.

Then, facing the distant figure, he pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

Dense projectiles covered the figure like raindrops.

Perhaps the aiming accuracy of a flintlock rifle exceeds a certain distance, and it is impossible to directly hit the target, but when ten or twenty flintlock rifles are fired at the same time, the covering strike makes the 'hit' Rates' skyrocketed.

Just like this time.

The figure that had already rushed out nearly 200 meters was directly knocked to the ground.

The soldiers quickly surrounded them with flintlock rifles with bayonets attached.

The person who fell to the ground did not die directly. When the soldiers gathered around, the figure turned over, but the limping appearance was doomed to the other side's end.

It's just that the other party doesn't seem to care.

Renaissance!

Indestructible!

Shouting such a slogan, the man waved the long sword in his hand and rushed towards the soldiers.

Bang bang bang!

Another intensive shot.

This time is different from the previous time where the power of the projectile was weakened by the distance.

At a distance of less than 10 meters, the power of the flintlock rifle was almost maximized.

The man fell straight to the ground.

There are bullet wounds all over the body.

When he died, the other party never let go of the long sword in his hand.

More than three times the field of vision of ordinary people, so that Jason can clearly see this scene.

In the same way, unlike ordinary people who came crowded around, just to watch the accident, Jason was always paying attention to his surroundings.

Therefore, he could see the fleeting sadness on the face of the driver Peters.

Afterwards, there was more confusion and overwhelm.

The people around were excitedly discussing the 'revival meeting'.

It's the madman of the Revival Society again!

A bunch of idiots who only know swords!

How can a sword be compared to a flintlock spear?

I heard that they also reject steam engines and think that horses are the best!

A bunch of stupid guys!

The discussion made Jason quickly know what kind of existence this organization called the 'Renaissance Society' was.

Respected everything before the rise of gunpowder weapons.

Excludes any organization linked to things like steam engines.

Aggressive and bloody.

And the strength of the members...not weak!

Just like the bloody assassin just now, no matter if the assassin jumped from a height,

Even the speed of escape has reached the limit of an ordinary person.

It's simply impossible to do without years of effective training.

But facing a group of gunners who have also been trained, even if the training time is less than one-tenth of his time, he is still not an opponent.

well!

A low sigh sounded from the driver Peters' mouth.

Then, the driver began to quickly restrain his emotions.

He didn't realize that Jason was paying attention to him the whole time.

Sir, we need to speed up.

Peters, who had changed back to a normal coachman again, said.

it is good.

Jason said and returned to the carriage.

Snapped!

With the sound of the whip, the carriage passed through the streets of Taoer.

The pavement paved with cobblestones has long been polished and smooth, except for a few gaps, it still forms the outline, and the original appearance cannot be seen at all. The carriage is driving on it without the slightest bump.

When turning into the main street of Taoer, the stone pavement is even more smooth, but the buildings on both sides are more and more crowded.

The first and second floors are still the masonry buildings that Jason often sees. When they reach the third floor and above, they become wooden buildings, and it seems to make the 'room' bigger. The 'wall' of the wooden building almost protrudes to the wall of the masonry building. The extension gives people a 'top-heavy' feeling when they see it, and in some places there are wooden boards less than 30 cm wide, forming a series of 'overpasses'.

This is something Jason hasn't seen in 'Lord'.

'Lord' was also crowded, but it was pretty well planned.

The Tao in front of him made Jason feel a mess.

However, it is still vibrant.

Looking up at the people walking on the 'overpass', there is basically no need to think about anything other than worrying that the other party will fall and hit him.

The carriage finally stopped at the end of the main street, in front of a shop called 'Charles'.

The signboard similar to 'Derling's' represents the 'alliance' of the two sides.

When Peters handed the certificate of 'Derlin' to the owner of the 'Charles', Jason was immediately warmly received by the slightly fatter boss.

In the afternoon, afternoon tea is naturally needed.

The fat boss said and brought over the shelf with snacks and fruits.

Different from the upper and lower shelves that Jason had seen in Jedalun before, Tao's shelf was not only divided into three layers, but also equipped with a bowl-like container on the top layer, with a pudding in it.

The juices of the caramel poured over the pudding, two silver spoons on the sides.

The middle and lower layers are the same as what Jason has seen, with biscuits and fruits.

How much sugar and milk do you need?

The fat boss questioned Jason with a sugar bowl and a teapot.

thanks.

Clear tea is fine.

Jason responded.

The fat boss immediately poured a cup of tea for Jason, and then sat opposite Jason, chatting while eating.

The fat boss is undoubtedly a talkative and familiar man.

Even if Jason doesn't speak, he can speak happily.

You are from Jadanlon, do you know the Mawson Circus?

They were really unlucky. Not only did the lion suddenly lose control and kill the person, but the lion disappeared later.

The person in charge of the Mawson Circus had to leave a large deposit before leaving Jedalun.

However, their performance at Tower was quite successful.

Although that guy Mawson is an asshole, because he is an asshole, there is always a way to get through a crisis.

Listening to the narration of the fat boss, Jason subconsciously thought of his own lion skin mattress.

Very comfortable, very warm, and a good helper for his reading.

At this time, the fat boss suddenly looked around, brought his face closer, lowered his voice and said:

I heard that the bastard Mo Sen quietly began to sacrifice to the evil god in order to make a fortune!

The poor girl who was bitten to death is a sacrifice!

and……

He's ready to sacrifice more!

The fat boss's voice became more and more low.

Even with a strange hoarseness.

But the fat boss himself did not find such anomaly.

Similarly, he didn't notice that his face began to gradually appear...

Corpse spot!