The movents are faster, smoother—
The warrior, one of the Ten Kings, paused for a mont before realizing what he had seen. "The City Defense Force is here, Chairman. Should we lend a hand?" The official was asking from behind, but Odin didn't look back, simply leaped off the terrace and flew out.
At that mont,
Fang Hong shot out his flying claws for the last ti, landing above the heads of those kidnappers.
The latter obviously noticed Fang Hong early on and couldn't help but scream: "He's here!" Anyone who saw soone using such a thod would be greatly shocked, flying claws weaving back and forth on the rooftops—this sight was far beyond their imagination.
After all, this wasn't the Second World; such flashy operations were nowhere to be found—
Moreover, they had already learned from their fallen companions that the opponent was not easy to handle, and their previous psychological advantage was now completely gone.
Seeing the opponent approaching in an unimaginable way, these few people couldn't help but feel a bit distressed, and one of them couldn't bear the pressure from above, turned around, grabbed an axe, and shouted, "I'll hold them off, you go ahead."
The voice sounded determined, but it was to no avail.
Fang Hong jumped down from the rooftop, not giving this person a glance, he swept past his head. The man was stunned for a mont before realizing it, turned around, only to see Fang Hong throwing sothing at him with a reverse hand.
The thing fell at his feet, imdiately unfolded, and he suddenly felt a weight, unable to move.
Gravity Trap.
The man was shocked and instinctively tried to break free, but when he looked up, he saw Fang Hong not far away had landed and stood up, drawing out a silver, ornate handgun, fired backward without looking.
The black muzzle aid at his eyebrow, just five ters away, and under the gravity, the warrior was immobilized. He only widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and then his entire head exploded like a waterlon, blood spraying everywhere.
Fang Hong flicked his hand, lifting the Gravity Trap, and the headless corpse wobbled and knelt to the ground, turning into a flash of white light.
The inn nad 'Miranda's Rest' was not far away—
And his attack terrified the remaining three people, hastily dragging Feyos into the inn, shutting the door. When Fang Hong rushed over, he was just a step late, the double doors 'bang' shut tightly in front of him.
Fang Hong stepped back, raised his head to look at the door.
He even heard the panicked voices inside:
"Block the windows!"
"Quickly, take her to find that thing!"
Fang Hong glanced at the windows not far away, shook his head. He just waved his hand, a giant blue Light Gate descended from the sky, a giant figure crashed to the ground with a roar, and the ground trembled.
The voices behind the door stopped, seemingly sensing sothing, but Fang Hong had already raised his right hand, slashed down with a tal glove. The giant Iron Knight—Orphen's Twin Stars—smashed the door with a punch, the 'bang' sound following, and the double door along with half the wall flew out, leaving a big hole in the wall.
Smoke and dust filled the back.
The remaining two people were dumbfounded.
Fang Hong did not see the third person and didn't know if he had blocked the window or was buried under debris.
The leader was the first to react, instinctively raised a dagger against Feyos's neck, shouting, "Don't co over—" But 'bang', a gunshot rang out, and the threatening words hadn't finished before a bullet hole appeared between his eyebrows.
He paused, then fell backward.
Fang Hong then replied, "I'm not coming over—" then pointed the gun at the other person.
His gun had two bullets in total, now the chamber was empty, but this action still scared the person into screaming, suddenly turned into a black smoke, leaped out from the room behind.
Even abandoned Feyos.
Fang Hong was taken aback, not expecting the opponent to be a Shadow Dancer, unable to pursue further, but fortunately, that wasn't his goal.
Only then did he lower the smoldering gun, walked into the ruined house, looked around, and after confirming no more threats, he spoke to the maid looking at him in surprise, "Miss Feyos, are you alright?"
Feyos, rather than being in shock, looked at him and the towering Construct Knight behind him with a hint of curiosity, she asked, "You...you're the one...?"
"I'm Ade," Fang Hong replied, "You've helped us before, you should rember us, right?"
Feyos nodded.
But she imdiately shook her head again, "I...I just didn't expect you to be so formidable. Mr. Ade is a Combat Artisan?"
Fang Hong nodded.
He then looked at this place, and asked, "Miss Feyos, why would the people from the Shadow Throne kidnap you?"
Feyos lightly sighed, shook her head, "This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Ade... Thank you for rescuing , but I don't want to drag you into this matter, just pretend you haven't seen anything..."
Fang Hong paused.
Feyos saw that he wanted to ask sothing, and quickly said, "...but could you do another favor, Mr. Ade?"
Without waiting for him to ask, Feyos continued, "I need to retrieve sothing, I need soone to lend a hand."
"Is it the thing those people were looking for?"
Miss Maid said nothing, but still nodded.
"It's in the attic." she replied.
Fang Hong then had ti to examine this place—the main wall had been shattered in haste, but the interior's furnishings were not as ssy and old as imagined, as if it was a guesthouse that the owner had just left not long ago.
The hall was fully equipped with various items, and away from the door, the cabinets and desktops actually had little dust, ticulously wiped clean, cups are lined up on the counter, an open ledger seed to have accounting only halfway through.
He specially checked the ti.
Stopped about half a month ago.
Fang Hong couldn't help but raise his head, took another look at the inn's sign swaying in the cold wind outside.
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