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Chapter 218 0217: Undercover

Less than half a day after the Hanqi brothers came back, the Thornton Kaya cavalry stepped up their investigation of refugees and travelers.

But the result was nothing.

Ken even went to the entrance of the village to observe in person with a note, and gave a cordial greeting to the refugees who had recently joined the tribe, and no suspicious persons were found.

He didn't let his guard down.

The remark is not absolutely correct. There was once a caravan leader [Pistonke] who used superb acting skills and strange means to hide the remark information.

Ken solidified an ice crystal in the palm of his hand, with rough edges and corners, floating and spinning with mist.

This is the technique that Selena gave him. Using magic phenomena to understand the wasteland, maybe he can find some rules from the changing climate.

Ken crushed the ice crystals and walked into Thornton Kaya's winter house.

He wanted to check some more people, but after passing a few houses, the strong wind lifted up the debris piled up on the street, and the clothes to dry brushed past the shouting and chasing crowd.

[The storm is coming. 】

It started with dark clouds, followed by freezing rain that stings like pine needles.

The thunder was engulfed in the middle of the clouds, brewing a shuddering breath, and the strong wind seemed to lift the roof at any time, blowing the entire tribe clang.

The sentry remains strong.

Ken sent people to pick up the homeless travelers on the road. After all, in this harsh climate, ordinary people might not be able to spend the night in the wilderness.

He stood in the middle of the solid main building, looking out at the rain curtain like arrows.

Thoughts seemed to return to the night when he woke up from the continent of Osua.

Warm cage.

Kind hunter.

A sad village girl.

"Eat something."

Joan's voice came behind her as she set the food on the table.

City and Hume stayed in their tents outside the tribe, tents made of mammoth skins, able to withstand the test of the weather, and the battle banners had to stay with their fellow men.

Just like Ken is doing now.

He had to stay in the tribe, brave the heavy rain to repair the destroyed facilities, and bring courage to the anxious subjects.

"Joan, go find Mag tonight, can you two stay with Selena?"

Ken stared out the window in a daze.

When he spoke, he only tilted his head and didn't turn around. The blanket under his feet was soaked by the stagnant water dripping from the armor.

"I understand, don't worry."

Joan turned and closed the door.

Cuima, who was leaning against the wall, strode to keep up and sent him to Selina's shelter.

"What are you worried about?"

Meng stepped out of the shadows.

He was wearing light armor and holding a sword, as if he was ready to disembowel someone with ulterior motives at any time.

The wolf riders under his command are also ready to go to prevent accidents in the tribe.

"There are definitely ghosts in the tribe, I don't believe what's on the surface."

Ken said.

"Strengthen the patrol, we are not going to fight, we are looking for things, those things hidden in the dark, understand?"

The voice did not fall.

He looked towards the sky above his head.

Rolling thunder illuminates the clouds and mist, the magical power accumulated in the wasteland is too huge, and the seasonal storm is so exaggerated.

【Spectacle: Tornado】

In the night, the darkest clouds, a white light split the sky.

Immediately afterwards, countless thunderbolts extended lightning tentacles to the ground like broken ice.

crackling.

After a few breaths, a vortex appeared in the very center of the white light.

The clouds slowly bulge downward.

The strong wind and thunder are like fuel thrown into the fire, surrounding the tornado and protecting it from slowly growing to a scale that everyone is in awe of.

The wind tornado fell on the plain in the middle of [Qiuming Ancient Road] and [Su Penluo Valley].

With a destructive momentum, it changed the appearance of the surrounding land. Even the corpses buried in the shallow layer were excavated by strange force and thrown into the sky, continuously deepening the color of the tornado.

Accompanied by thunder, the rain is like a knife.

Several small tornadoes extended around the tornado, and the latest one just happened to appear on the ice sheet of Sandon Kaya.

After Ken became aware of climate change, he urgently recalled the fishermen.

At this time, he saw the destructive natural power and felt extremely fortunate.

If someone in the tribe dies because of his greed for resources, then every fish will become a blood debt on his back.

The tornado was covered in frost, and the fine scum was scattered on the roofs row upon row.

Ken looked up in the night illuminated by the thunder, his face hurt from the water droplets, but he still stared blankly for a long time.

"How do people survive in this climate?"

He thought about it, then lowered his cloak and walked towards the broken animal shed.

……

Late at night, when the wind is at its strongest.

A heavily armed scout appeared around the main building of Thornton Kaya, and no guards seemed to notice them.

The shadows are constantly interspersed with living people. They are measuring every inch of the village with their feet, taking away all the intelligence details through memory.

Behind the bath.

The scout leader appears here.

He stood firmly in the gust of wind, his vision was not affected at all.

If you look closely, even the rain has passed through this man's body, like a color that has faded from the world.

But take a closer look...

This is just an illusion, puddles still gather on the soles of the feet.

【Strange spy】

[Identity: Nocturnal Cat]

The leader of the scouts took out the props from the slimy cloak and cast the special marking magic.

If it goes well, this place will become a summoning point, which can summon monsters from far away and make the whole village restless.

He didn't notice that someone was slowly approaching him.

Ken's hand clasped the scout's mouth.

The man woke up suddenly, his eyes were wide open, and after he let out a short sigh, he took out his dagger and slashed at his face.

But a sharp arrow pierced his palm, and the bloody weapon fell into the pouring rain.

"Good evening, strange bastard."

Ken pressed his back with his knees, and then tied his hands behind his back, "I really want to know what you guys are going to do after leaving the props behind, huh?"

The horror in the scout's eyes turned to suspicion.

Kuima came out from the corner and aimed 【Su Xiu】 at the shadow in the opposite corner.

There was a very vague scream in the lightning, and then someone fell into the rain.

Another scout.

Kuima was merciful according to Zhan Jing's order, but shot through the opponent's thigh.

The leader of the scouts was crushed by the battle ax on his neck, and he didn't seem to give up his fantasy.

"I understand what you're thinking, companion, don't you?" Ken said, "Why do you think I came here to arrest you with my own hands, because those thieves are all under control."

There was suspicion in the scout's eyes.

Ken let go of his hand slowly, and suddenly a tendon sprang up, and the sharpened blade at the end cut through the rain and slashed across his neck.

The scout leader didn't give up.

His sneak attack is very sophisticated and has been tried and tested.

He turned around, wanting to continue to resist.

Usually at this time, the enemy behind him is already dripping with blood, or panicked...

(End of this chapter)