Chapter 288 6.36 The Destruction of the Blood Pigeon Clan (2)

14 days ago

Daleland, Storm's End

Jerome looked at the dozen figures tied up in front of him, and couldn't help but think about the weird winter day three months ago.

That night, more than twenty ordinary civilians in Storm's End walked out of their beds in the middle of the night and disappeared silently into the cold winter night. No trace of them can be seen to this day.

And today the same weird thing happened again.

When he woke up, there were three thousand more tragically dead attackers in the open woodland outside Storm's End Castle.

Judging from the footprints, they should have come ashore from the diving reef near Storm's End Castle in the evening, and then marched all the way to the outskirts of Storm's End Castle.

Some soldiers stayed to camp outside the castle, while others stayed awake. After eating a small amount of food, they planned to take advantage of the pre-dawn coast to rush into Storm's End to kill and rob.

However, at this time, they were attacked by an unknown monster.

Unlike the sword cultivators of the Tang Dynasty who controlled flying swords and killed people like mowing grass. The killing methods of this group of monsters are obviously more brutal. All those who died on the ground had only a thin piece of human skin left in their "bodies."

All the blood, tissues and even skeletal muscles in the body have been drained into dehydrated matter like dry sand. When the sun rose, this campsite was discovered by the "Wing Guards". Countless dried human skins were blown all over the ground like dead leaves by the dry spring wind.

At this time, most of the "Wing Guards" remaining in Storm's End were new recruits who had not experienced bloody battles. The apocalyptic scene in front of them made their hair stand on end.

By the time Wing Guard Commander "Katya" led the main force to rush for reinforcements, a considerable part of the dried human skin had been blown into the river not far away like fallen leaves.

Touching the river water, the human skin that had dried without any moisture quickly disintegrated, dyeing the entire river a strange pitch-black color.

There are not all living people inside the camp.

The few who survived were tied up with a thick rope and unconscious in the center of the camp.

At this time, they were standing in front of Jerome.

"Mr. Jerome, we have met before!"

"Haha! I didn't expect you to reach this position now. It seems that the Stalag family treats you well! All the warriors who followed him and drew their swords to fight have finally been rewarded!"

"He is truly the light of my Vikings!"

Although Mr. Hummel is still tied up with ropes, this does not stop him from being eloquent.

"You won't forget that in that cold winter two years ago, Duke Loki's team also included my daughter-in-law, 'Siren' Gelin! This is the alliance between my 'Blood Pigeon Town' and 'Hanshui Village' prove!"

"And at the last moment of the battle, don't forget who came in last and got rid of Mr. Gonk's slave army for you!

it's me!

It's Hummel Blood Pigeon from Blood Pigeon Town! "

"Without my daughter-in-law using the newly established intelligence network to inform you, how would you have time to prepare?"

"How could you have survived that war without our men and troops?"

"Mr. Jerome, in this cold Jedi land, no one can survive alone without friends! You don't think that I lead the soldiers to invade you this time!"

"No one would think so!"

"I'm getting older! I can no longer withstand bloody battles. So I just spent a peaceful winter in the warm Free City. This spring, I plan to lead my newfound freedom knights back to Blood Pigeon Town to show us Just swear allegiance to the new lord."

"However, last night, we were attacked by a large group of monsters for some reason! If my brothers hadn't resisted bravely, maybe these monsters would have invaded Storm's End in the middle of the night!"

"Lord Jerome, you are a saint who believes in the Holy Lord Christ. I believe that you will definitely give our group of friends who have been wronged justice!"

It has to be said that during this old guy's tearful accusation, many villagers from Hanshui Village did cast sympathetic glances at him.

Although the Vikings were barbaric and cruel, they were always willing to help friends who helped them in times of need, and they were never rude in the slightest.

In the cold winter 2 years ago, Swain Gonk's last wave of troops was 200 Slavic slaves. When this group of slaves rushed into Hanshui Village, Loki was in a coma and Jerome was exhausted.

The Hanshui Village defenders had indeed reached the last moment when their oil lamps were exhausted.

The upright Vikings did not realize that this was Mr. Hummel plundering the fruits of victory. They sincerely regarded him as their savior.

Jerome, however, was concentrating on his thoughts without saying a word.

During the time when Loki led the soldiers to fight, he once again took on the responsibility of sitting behind the scenes. After managing the village for a long time and experiencing so many changes and emergencies, this thirty-year-old Holy Bishop monk is no longer the upright scribe he once was.

Although many of what Mr. Hummel said "seem" to be reasonable, this still cannot conceal his extremely unreasonable behavior of landing late at night and trying to set up camp near the city.

If he really came to seek refuge with the lord, he could just put the flag of Blood Dove on the bow of the ship and sail into the harbor of Storm's End in his name. Why would he land in a rocky shoal?

Only pirates who go out to plunder would choose this way to dock! Because the shoal covered with rocks has never been approached by any residents without authorization.

As for their behavior after landing, it was even more outrageous. After landing, they did not sleep and raided in the dark. This fighting method, like wolves hunting, was obviously only used by old Viking lords.

This must be a looting operation by Viking pirates.

But Jerome had no idea who had plotted against them and what kind of creature had sucked them into dry human skin.

After copying books for more than ten years in the Holy Bishop, he had also followed his teacher "Saint" Euthyubi to many places. According to the records in ancient books, only monsters born in the "Black Desert" of the northern continent that lack water would evolve to suck the blood and flesh of people.

However, the Scandinavian Peninsula is surrounded by the sea, and the island is full of rivers and trees. In this environment, there is no way there would be such a "thirsty" monster.

What was it that attacked them?

Loki could safely leave the rear to Jerome because he was a devout Saint. He would treat all the believers in the area as his own relatives, and would care about the safety of their children, food, clothing, housing and transportation from the bottom of his heart.

Compared with the old man Hummel who was tied up in the hall at this time, he was more alert to the risk of appearing out of thin air outside the Wind's End Castle.

In extreme anxiety, he pinched his eyebrows and made the final judgment.

"Master Hummel, we are not fools, and we all know your intentions."

"But considering that you have indeed made contributions to Duke Loki and all the people in the valley, I will leave you and your family a chance to survive."

"I will now imprison you in the dungeon of Wind's End Castle. Wait for Duke Loki to return from England, and then listen to his disposal."

After speaking, he waved his hand and left quickly.

Once the old fox was imprisoned in the dungeon, he had lost all his fangs. Compared with this group of prisoners, Jerome had more important things to do.

He must immediately increase the city defense force and patrol all the jungle valleys around the valley 24 hours a day.

He had a hunch that the sudden appearance of the monster was most likely related to the mysterious adventure that Loki, Lawrence and old man Gore Marash had taken last summer.