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Chapter 323: 0322: Last Words
"Kill him!"

Louvre felt something was wrong.

He pointed at the looter, motioning for him to throw the torch into it.

"Hey, you let him finish his sentence, didn't you say you wanted to give someone his last words?"

The mercenaries in front of the pier roared loudly, their loud voice overshadowing the cold morning wind.

Many strong men around were staring at the looters who were being executed. Their burly figures could not be completely covered by armor, and their exposed muscles were covered with scars and tattoos.

"Could it be that such a small matter has to go back on its word?"

"What order and rules were you talking about just now? It's all bullshit. Who doesn't know!"

……

The mercenaries puffed out their chests.

Lufer's adjutant winked at him, as long as the leader gave a hint, someone would rush to cut the opponent's throat.

Lufer frowned, shaking his head seemingly unintentionally.

He knew that the conflict must not be intensified at such a time.

The raider army was outside, and he just wanted to take advantage of the situation, not in a hurry to die.

Lu Fu has to hold on until the city gate is opened.

At that time, the looters will have a huge advantage in numbers and force, while the mercenaries and adventurers will all be in a mess.

not now……

There is no army around Lufu, and the mercenaries can form a group at any time.

He was starting to regret calling so many spectators on the harbor.

Gritting his teeth, Lufer signaled the executioner and magicians to back off, and gave the time to explain the last words to the captive hanging in the air.

He prayed that the guy wouldn't say anything more fanciful.

Ken just went the other way.

[Series of tasks: life and death ([-])]

【Progress: 10min】

【Audience sentiment: 8%】

[Description: Most of the people in the Ambera Ice Port are paying attention to everything that happened on the smuggling dock. Now is the pinnacle of your influence. The opportunity is fleeting, please seize it. 】

Ken is clear.

Those mercenaries and adventurers are the strength to resist the invasion of looters. This huge crowd just lacks initiators and decent leaders. The most important thing is...

Nothing can gather this loose sand into a fist.

Ken roughly divides them into two types of people. First of all, he wants to say to those who are unsure and desperately looking for a chance to survive:
"Your fate is here! Think about it, the looters are already approaching the city. If you are still mothers-in-law and hesitate, you will end up dead!"

There are whispers in the audience, and more people move forward.

They threatened the executioner with their eyes and actions, and they were not allowed to fiddle with the torches in their hands.

【Audience sentiment: 16%】

The remarks aggregate the emotional changes in the square into data.

Ken continued to speak, with a fierce tone, like a hero of the kingdom before the expedition, making a final explanation, and like a battlefield at dusk, with a bloody knight raising a steel sword in his hand.

Ken continued:

"We must not sit still. We have to resist and use weapons to find our way out. If a group of hungry wild dogs walks through the wasteland, can you still expect to leave bones or residues!"

The audience felt the crisis.

Lufer used the whip to command the looters to maintain discipline, but the defense line was retreating, and strangely, the audience also retreated-the group realized that these guys in front of them were sworn enemies, swords hanging over their heads .

Ken's voice resounded all around.

"Now is the best opportunity! We are all gathered here, and everyone has common troubles. If this is the case, why do we have to calculate each other and fight on our own?"

The onlookers looked at each other.

The merchant leaders frowned even more.

They were bargaining with the captain, inquiring about information with their competitors, and guarding against each other. They were afraid that the other party would abandon them and leave, and they also hid the information they received.

"Yeah, why bother?"

"If the sky falls, no one can escape."

……

The whispers gradually increased, and more people began to talk.

【Audience sentiment: 24%】

Ken saw everyone starting a united front, and seemed to grasp the dawn of victory in his heart.

But at this moment, a torch was thrown into the air.

Lufer did it himself, trying to end this ridiculous farce.

Whoosh!
an arrow.

It shot down the torch in mid-air.

Just as Lufu was about to speak, another arrow grazed his throat. If he hadn't been rich in combat experience, he might have died.

Quima stood in the darkness and withdrew her hand.

He flashed into the crowd with his cloak in his hand, and several guards and marauders chased after him.

"Huh? What do you want!"

Strong mercenaries stopped the pursuers.

They puffed up their chests and folded their arms, and the guards of several caravans all formed a human wall.

The contradiction between the two parties intensified at this time, and finally began to divide the camps.

Lufer knew things were getting out of hand.

As he pushed forward the execution, he hinted that the adjutants were preparing to retreat.

[Skill: Fire Tornado]

Howling winds brought raging heat waves from below.

Ken clenched his fists tightly, and the shackles instantly froze into ice cubes, and with the crisp cracking sound, the entire chain was shattered into pieces.

[Skill: Shadow Gap]

He teleports to where the battle ax is.

"Ah, why are you here..."

"Stop him now."

……

Ken kicked two guards away, retrieved his weapon from the loot rack, and held the Twilight high up for all to see.

Rumble!
Waves began to appear on the ground of the smuggling dock.

Lanz jumped out from the crowd.

He held a more terrifying giant ax in both hands, and then slammed down heavily towards Lufu's position.

Strange things happened.

All the people around did not hear the desired roar.

Lufer was the first to react.

He took a few adjutants with him, turned around and jumped into the icy water. The place where he was standing just now turned into a quagmire, even bubbling.

Those firewood on the bottom of Ken's feet...

There are also corpses all over the place, all the wreckage and ruins, all boiling and rolling in the ground like vegetable stalks, fluctuating up and down, let alone standing alone, I am afraid that even a piece of debris will be swallowed and chewed.

By the time the chaos was over, the marauders were on their feet.

Ken drove the newly recovered magic in his body to the limit, and then opened his arms, freezing the entire smuggling dock into ice.

Standing on the frosty ground, he turned and continued to the onlookers:

"I know very well that some of you still want to watch on the sidelines, because this matter has nothing to do with you. If there is not enough interest, this group of people will not join the action at all. I understand, after all, it is A businessman needs to chase wealth, right?"

Ken pointed to the gold and silver behind him.

He said: "I use this money to buy the loyalty of all of you, follow me, and rob the group of looters outside."

(End of this chapter)