They all call me master

The bandaged swordsman wanders the ruins of the deserted backstreets of Mule Street.

Even though the case of the 'Sonker Family' has been closed, the residents of Mule Street still firmly believe in the rumors that this place will be 'haunted' and hide 'disasters'.

It’s not just the rumors here that are too deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

Also because...

The ones who read out the case were those ‘blue dogs’ who had always been disgusting and fearful.

From the perspective of the residents of Mule Street, these 'blue dogs', besides knowing how to eat cards, can only use various methods to fool the big shots above.

After all, as long as the big shots above are appeased, these 'blue dogs' can continue to live happily.

As for civilians like them?

Who cares?

Those 'blue dogs' don't care.

The big shots above don't even care.

Even the big shots knew some of the things Blue Dog did.

Then?

Naturally, they silently acquiesced - with such preconceived ideas, the residents of Mule Street simply did not believe that the matter of the backstreet ruins had been solved.

In their speculation, not only was the matter of the backstreet ruins not resolved, but it became more sinister because of the incompetence of these 'blue dogs'.

Maybe a few people would have to die every year.

And whoever enters the back streets of Mule Street first will be the scapegoat.

With this idea in mind, the residents of Mule Street have become indifferent to this place and have chosen to stay away.

Therefore, the place is even more deserted than before.

And in such desolate ruins, the bandaged swordsman dragged his sword around like a ghost.

Woo!

The late autumn night wind blew the clothes, and the mud on the tattered hooded windbreaker turned into dark stains after being mixed with blood. As it blew, a faint odor immediately emitted, and the bandages - which should have been exposed - were White bandages will only look dirtier after being stained with dirt.

Naturally, such filth was also stained with a little blood.

Even though it's not much, it gives it a more ferocious feel.

Especially under the exposed one eye, it makes people feel even more chilling.

Therefore, the three stalkers following the bandage swordsman stayed far away. They watched the bandage swordsman wandering in the ruins, but they stopped from time to time, as if they were looking for something, or as if they were looking for something. He looked like he was thinking about something.

Several times later, when the bandage swordsman reached the door of the Sank family's original house, he suddenly raised his hands to cover his head and staggered. An invisible sense of pain enveloped the bandage swordsman.

Siha, Siha!

Low and strange sounds echoed all around.

It is impossible to determine where this sound came from, but what is certain is that this sound is definitely not something that can be made by humans.

The three stalkers immediately became alert.

They looked at each other, and while continuing to maintain a corresponding distance, one of them took out a scroll, and the other two took out fire guns and daggers respectively - on the way here, they spotted each other, There are also speculations about each other's identities.

And at this moment, it is even more tacit...

All retreat!

They who have been in contact with the 'mysterious side' have already understood how dangerous the seemingly majestic and brilliant 'mysterious side' is.

It is majestic and majestic because of the piles of bones.

The brilliance is because of the endless blood.

It's like seeing a poisonous snake hidden under a magnificent gem. Anyone who wants to reach out must bear the risk of being bitten by the poisonous snake.

They had approached it, but were unwilling to take the subsequent risk.

So, they became spies.

They have no regrets about this.

Even grateful.

Just like this moment——

Silently, a faint blue flame appeared.

They didn't know what the flame represented, but the appearance of the flame made them feel the throbbing of their souls.

Then, they saw the most incredible scene in their lives.

The bandaged swordsman raised the sword in his hand high and slashed it down hard.

A dazzling white light appeared along with the slash.

The desolate ruins were suddenly illuminated.

Then, he was submerged in the hot and sharp slash.

Weeds and gravel were flying everywhere.

The faint blue flame was extinguished instantly.

But these were not enough to stun the three spies. What really stunned them was the bandage swordsman himself - the scorching, sharp slashes seemed to have affected the bandage swordsman himself, and the bandage on the opponent's face exploded, revealing a piece of flesh and blood. Turned up...

Dead face!

Not an adjective!

But it is a face that only the dead can have in the true sense!

Looking at the bloodless, gray face, the three spies seemed to have seen a god coming to the world.

The dead person used ‘Evil-Breaking Slash’?

How can this be?

How can it be?

Although they did not go further on the path of the 'mysterious side', the power behind them was enough to give them considerable knowledge.

That dazzling light, the scorching and sharp slashes are the rumored 'evil-destroying slashes' that the 'hunters' have mastered against all evil!

But……

Why can a dead person use 'Evil-Breaking Slash'?

When did the resurrected dead not count as evil?

Are you kidding me? !

The three stalkers felt that their views had been shattered.

However, soon, they had no time to pay attention to this.

because--

The bandaged swordsman looked at them.

With just one glance, the three of them felt a chill rising from their hearts.

They didn't know what kind of monster this bandaged swordsman was, but they knew that they were definitely no match.

Without hesitation, the man holding the gun shot at the man holding the dagger.

boom!

The stalker holding a short sword fell directly to the ground.

The other party looked at the stalker who fired the gun in shock.

"Sorry, I think it is best for one of us to stay as the 'Queen'."

The stalker who fired the gun said so.

Then, a 'flame arrow' pierced his calf.

"That's right!

I think so!

I can't run fast, but I just need to be faster than you! "

The stalker holding the scroll agreed and ran ten meters away. The speed was definitely faster than an ordinary person, but it was not faster than the long sword of the bandage swordsman.

puff!

After slashing his head with his sword, the bandaged swordsman turned back and walked towards the stalker whose calf was injured.

"Your Excellency, wait, I am..."

puff!

Another strike of the sword, and before the stalker could finish his words, he was beheaded.

The only remaining stalker has chosen to close his eyes and wait for death.

He had already been mentally prepared for this when he became a spy, but he never thought that his death would be like this.

Sudden and unprepared.

'Maybe this is death? ’

Eli thought so.

However, the imagined pain did not appear.

When he opened his eyes, Eli realized that the terrifying bandaged swordsman was just looking at him but didn't make a move.

The bandaged swordsman didn't move, and of course Eli didn't dare to move.

Just when Eli felt he needed to say something as he continued to stare, the bandaged swordsman used his sword as a pen to write on the ground——

You too have been betrayed.

Looking at the writing on the ground, the story of the bandaged swordsman in front of him who was betrayed and died, crawled out of hell unwillingly to seek revenge, suddenly appeared in Eli's mind.

Is there a grudge against the ‘Sanke family’?

still……

Eli guessed, but the next moment, the stalker thought of something and was stunned——

etc! wrong!

It's not like this!

should be……