Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 165 Sorry, I'm here to deliver the clock

The time went back to 5 minutes ago, when Ren was going to deliver the "express".

In a dark corner, Steve complained dissatisfiedly: "I said, respected Commissioner Jones, how long will it take, the feeling of blowing cold wind next to this stinky gutter is not good."

As a Farolan man, this kind of moment should be in the arms of a sexy girl.

Jones, who was wearing a black hat and had a small beard on his chin, snorted coldly: "Steve, you are so angry, have you just become a ghost-slaying black warrior (level three), have you drifted away?!
I treat you like a brother, yet you sleep with my wife and have the face to propose to my wife!If you don't help today, I will break your three legs! "

Thinking of the incident more than a month ago, Jones was furious. He and Steve were both natives of Buchen City. They were students of the same occult class back then, and they had a deep friendship.

After graduating, one joined the 7th Bureau, and the other joined the Steam Alliance. It doesn’t mean that you will do better if you join a big organization. Big organizations like the Steam Alliance and the Witcher Association are very powerful, but they also have many talents. Competition more intense.

Jones is the person in charge of the 7th bureau of Bu Shen City, a silver rose knight at the peak of Tier 7, although the [-]th bureau is only a special law enforcement agency of the Faroran Kingdom, not as powerful as the Demon Hunters Association.

But he's better off than Steve, and his wife, Mary, is an inscription (second order).

Steve rubbed his hands together, with a thick skin: "It's not my fault, Mary herself said that she was lonely, and I helped her out of kindness.

Who made you so busy at work and neglected her? Besides, that female secretary of yours is so enchanting, don't tell me you haven't slept with her! "

Faroran's atmosphere is very open, adult men and women, as long as conditions permit, they all look for lovers outside.

In fact, Faroland was not open to such a degree at the beginning, and it has become like this because of the reforms of the king, Charles IV, more than 100 years ago.

Jones blew his beard and stared, and snorted coldly: "Let's talk about business, remember to go all out later, don't work without effort!"

Holding the black warrior sword, Steve was a little puzzled: "I said, with the 38 of us, can we really kill the nearly [-] demons inside?

There should not only be a dark count, but also a blood count who is going to be promoted. I declare in advance that I can deal with the viscount at best. "

It's not that Steve is unconfident, the titles of demons and human ranks are not in one-to-one correspondence!
On average, the combat power of a baron-level devil is equivalent to that of a human superhuman from the peak of the first level to the beginning of the second level, and that of a viscount is equivalent to that of a superhuman from the second level to the peak of the second level. Only the extraordinary of the third-order peak can deal with it.

This gap is smoothed out at the fourth level, because humans who can reach this level have good talents, and the combat effectiveness of the same level is not bad.

Of course, there are some miscellaneous demons who don't even have titles. They are generally cannon fodder, used to consume ordinary human soldiers.

In the middle and low ranks, the combat power of the devils is generally higher than the average level of the corresponding ranks of humans, and it basically requires the superhumans in the middle and late stages of this rank to deal with them, except of course some human geniuses.

Steve is now at the beginning of the third level. He has just been promoted not long ago. He is not a genius. He can't kill any Dark Earl, at most he can protect himself.

Jones smiled slightly: "Don't worry, our helper will be here soon!"

Who let this group of guys play against the students, "Blood Axe" Jonathan and Keira will arrive soon, Jonathan is a berserker at the beginning of the fourth level, and Keira, as a white wizard, plays a big role in the battle.

Don't look at the fact that Bu Shen University doesn't seem to pay attention to Alice's matter at all. In fact, Keira and Eisen both know that there is something wrong with Tim's disappearance, and they have secretly contacted the 7th game.

People who can get along well in this world will not have a bad brain.

In the lobby, the lights are bright, a group of demons are holding a dance, and there is a long table beside the dance floor, with a lot of champagne, red wine and some pastries on it.

Demons suck blood for cultivation and to quickly increase their strength, but they can also enjoy human food.

In the middle of the hall stood a young man with neatly combed hair, a tuxedo and shiny leather shoes.

He was handsome, held a glass of champagne, and said loudly: "You noble descendants of the holy blood, thank you for your help during this time!

After I get promoted, I will definitely reward you all! "

There was a burst of warm applause from around, and Gordon couldn't help but feel high-spirited. He enjoyed the feeling of being watched by everyone.

As he was about to be promoted to Marquis, more and more people fawned on him, and many blood girls became enthusiastic.

Earl Gordon couldn't help opening his hands, as if wanting to embrace the whole world. His voice was full of passion: "My compatriots, we are the masters of this world! The human beings who used to be are just our slaves!

They have stolen our authority, and after I am promoted, I will lead everyone to regain our glory, starting from Farolan! "

The middle and low-level demon descendants present stopped dancing and applauded like thunder. No matter what they thought in their hearts, at least they gave enough face on the surface.

Of course, some people sneered, Jerry stood in a corner and muttered in a low voice: "Cut! Isn't it just a good uncle, I can't understand the way his nostrils are turned upside down!"

Those who didn't know this thought that he was going to be promoted to Grand Duke! "

Levin took a sip of champagne, felt the sweetness in his mouth, and suddenly understood what Mr. Alves said. Humans are a race that knows how to live.

He patted his younger brother on the back of the head, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Jerry, don't talk nonsense, Tremere guys are very cautious."

Jerry snorted and drank the champagne. He hated Gordon, a villain.

In the middle of the dance floor, Gordon, who had given a few more speeches, paused, but he was not completely carried away.

With a smile on his face, he took out the gold pocket watch in his pocket: "Everyone, I will hold an early celebration today, thank you for your support!

For this, I have prepared a surprise!I specially went to Fanxing Grand Winery to order a box of Crimson Moon. Check the time, it should be delivered right away. "

"Oh, that's great!" a blood beauty exclaimed softly.

"What a generosity Mr. Gordon is!"

"It's bound to be a great night."

Everyone was very happy, Crimson Moon is the top red wine, of course there are exceptions.

"Big dog!" Jerry muttered in a low voice, and Levine was shocked.

"Oh!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise, and Ren kicked in the door with a wooden box in his arms: "Ladies and gentlemen, your courier has arrived!"

Gordon frowned. He was indeed a lowly human being, and he was rude. He barely maintained a gentleman's demeanor: "Sir, please put away the 282-year-old red wine I ordered, and remember to keep your voice down when closing the door."

Ren was taken aback, looked at the demon descendants who were watching him, and showed a bright smile: "Sorry, what I'm sending you is not red wine, but a clock!"

The demons were taken aback, Zhong?What clock?

"Shh!"

Ren didn't hesitate, he injected spiritual energy into the gray crystal in the wooden box, and threw the box over the center of the hall!

"Oh!"

A huge explosion sounded, and countless red flames scattered in all directions. The red flame crystal was a spiritual explosive recommended by the old goat.

The power of the flame is not as powerful as the flame of the sun, but it is enough to burn the demons below the third level.

"Get away!" Gordon yelled with a livid face.

"Ah!" A blood baron's hair was set on fire, and he rolled on the ground with his head in his arms!

The flames ignited the clothes, tables and chairs of many demons present, and the fire was blazing, and they were in a hurry.

Ren didn't care to watch, he took out the double guns in the black windbreaker, crossed his hands and swept across.

"Bam! Boom! Bam!..."

In the hall, amidst the flames, there was loud gunshots, and Ren fired 15 rounds of magic hunting bullets in an instant.

A female blood viscount clutched her heart in disbelief, and fell to the ground in an instant. She died a bit aggrieved, and she didn't expect anyone to attack her.

"Pfft!"

A werewolf baron showed a half-beast body, clutching his neck and lying on the ground, and the flames ignited the hair on his body.

"Ah! Bang!"

"Clap!"

There were screams, howls, falls, and glass shattering, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

A small ball of flames also fell on the long table full of wine glasses, and the flames crackled and burned.

Blood Earl Gordon was the quickest to react. As soon as he raised his hand, a tablecloth was instantly dyed blood red, and it lay across his body like a shield, blocking a silver demon hunting bullet flying towards him.

"Shh!"

His face was extremely gloomy, the blood energy gathered on his pale palm, condensed into a blood-red arrow, flew through the air, and pierced Renn!

"despair!"

Renn had been prepared for a long time, he stepped on the floor tiles, exerted strength on his legs, and jumped back to dodge inside and outside the hall.

"laugh!"

The blood arrow hit the mahogany door, eroding a big black hole.

Ren behind the mahogany door didn't change his face. He took out the empty magazine of the Type 4 demon hunting gun and replaced it with a new one.

The Type 6 gun did not move, and there were still two bullets in it, one of which was a golden demon hunting bullet, which he left on purpose, and another round of bursts was fired, which was almost close to melee.

The remaining 20 demons in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, 8 of them died in an instant, and many others were injured.

In the corner of the hall, with the help of Levin, Jerry extinguished the flames on his body, and his clothes were all scorched.

He still didn't forget to complain: "Surprise! This is your f*cking surprise!"

(End of this chapter)