The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 869 Ch.868 Recognition
The man in the blue shirt was indeed in the house.

When Rose was shouting, the people in the house naturally noticed them.

The waiter took his coachman father and hid behind the carriage, covering his chest (where the gold pounds given to him by Cinder were).

Rose took out a gold coin and rushed forward.

Kick the door open and raise your hand to shoot!
Ding--!
The golden coin did not pierce the flesh or penetrate the skull as usual. It hesitated for half a second, and then shot through an oncoming paper bag!
Bang!
The exploding powder obscured Rose's vision. She was punched in the stomach, knocked down, and kicked out of the door.

The man in blue followed closely, chopping down with a long knife!

Rose rolled on the ground, the knife flashing and clanging.

Ritualist.

Rose stared and turned sideways, avoiding another chop. She changed her weapon from gold coins to a dagger. At this moment, she heard the man read aloud:
"The ground suddenly rose several feet, and a man with green eyes stumbled and fell."

Rose took advantage of the situation to move closer, but her left foot suddenly twisted: she stumbled over a rough bump.

The girl, who was about to fall to the ground, simply curled up, swung out the dagger, then pulled out the rifle in her arms and kept pulling the trigger at the man in blue.

Bang!
Bang bang!

"At that time, bullets were like locusts, flying around and walking freely."

The three spinning bullets seemed to have eyes and drew arcs in the air, avoiding the man who was coming straight at them.

This strange scene almost instantly made Shandel aware of the other party's "path".

The "Organ" Road.

One section of the road is called "Announcer".

Possesses extraordinary hearing and can infect people's emotions through sound.

At the same time, memory and affinity are significantly improved.

The second ring "Flute Player" can easily master most languages ​​and the expressions of representative languages, and hear the slight vibrations of most speechless creatures.

These objects that do not have "life" usually tell some unique stories.

Arrived at the third ring "Troubadur".

Their reaction speed will be greatly improved, and they will acquire running-related skills, making them able to handle explosive sprints or long-distance raids with ease.

The mind becomes more active, and the skills (understanding and inspiration) in the 'art' aspect (music, writing, etc.) are greatly improved.

They become more sensitive to both sudden creative inspiration and lurking crises.

the most important is.

"Troubadur" can influence reality through imitation of poetry - "Hymn".

This is somewhat similar to Roland's "Fantasy"...

It's just 'similar'.

No matter the unusual stones that trip people or the nimble footsteps that dodge bullets.

These "poems" must be based on reality.

That is, something that 'might' happen in reality.

They couldn't solidify the flames, clink the ice, or melt the blades in the wine - the power of the Organ Road came from sound, and the "Hymn" was just a plain scenery on the road to immortality.

But it was enough to give Rose a headache.

"Suddenly, the force penetrated the sky, and a strong wind suddenly arose. The green eyes felt weak under their feet, and they almost collapsed."

Every collision between the dagger and the long sword made Rose more and more tired.

As she chanted aloud, she felt the other party's strength growing stronger and stronger, while her legs became sore and weak.

This is a curse cast through words.

The thief noticed it immediately, pushed the dagger forward, bent his legs and slid along the mud, passing over the ankle of the man in blue!
The knife flashed at the fingertips, leaving a trace of blood.

The man with the knife looked down at Yin's bleeding boots, then glanced at the few people watching the excitement beside the carriage, and frowned.

This group of Westerners...

what happened.

"I heard a rumbling sound coming from Kunyu, the ground shook and bricks fell, hitting him right in the head."

The houses on both sides began to tremble, and dust fell as the rubble collided.

Rose at least understood the meaning of "brick". She swung her arm like a whip and threw out the blade, rushing towards Roland without looking back!

The man in blue followed closely behind. Seeing Roland stepping forward to stop him, he said aloud:
"Golden eyes stagger, stone peaks—"

Not finished reading.

He saw the pair of golden eyes suddenly enlarge in his sight, and then, he grasped the blade from top to bottom with his bare hands!
Bare hands. A tooth-grinding wail of metal.

The long sword was broken in half, and then, a fist that came with the gust of wind smashed half of his teeth.

“…The Holy Flame is truly blessed.”

Rose rubbed her back which had been hit and kept mumbling to herself.

For those who have completed the "Sword of Judgment" ritual twice, it is not difficult to break the blade with bare hands.

Without waiting for Roland to speak.

Suddenly, clusters of fire lit up in the village.

The villagers, who should have gone to bed long ago, men, women and children, all carried torches, pitchforks and spears, and held sickles, daggers and sharpened wooden spear barrels.

In the darkness there was a rustling sound of cloth scraping against the bushes.

In front of Roland was a "semi-arc" formed by the villagers.

Behind.

Before they knew it, twenty or thirty people in black robes with their faces covered had gathered.

They held gun barrels of varying lengths, pointing their guns directly at Roland and his group.

The man in the blue shirt was rubbing his face, which was half unrecognizable, and was dragged up by someone.

The air stagnated for a moment.

"I don't know if my 'secret' can affect such a large area..." Roland turned his head slightly and whispered to Rose behind him: "If I can, you and Shandel will have to move faster... faster... so that I can set up the 'field'..."

The power that had been hidden from Christine could no longer be hidden.

Roland had never tried to "control" so many weapons at the same time, even if it was just the more threatening "muskets" behind him - he certainly didn't think that there were no ritualists among this group of people.

"Little candle, protect them after you grow bigger."

Roland paced slowly and turned around so that he was facing the muskets and his back was to the villagers.

At this moment, a big man walked out from the black-robed crowd, looked in the light of the fire, rubbed his eyes, and looked at it for a long time in disbelief.

Slowly raise your hand.

"and many more."

He spoke in a hoarse voice, took a few steps towards the carriage, stretched his head forward, and called out tentatively: "Miss Lan?"

He then tore off the black scarf that was covering his face.

Yolanda was stunned and quickly walked around Roland.

"Feng Hu?"

The big man scratched his head, laughed, turned around and waved to the men in black robes.

The gun fell to the ground.

…………

……

Feng Hu.

That night, the rebel leader allowed his men to set fire to and kill Westerners in the manor.

He was also the "leader who had met the young lady and wrote to her but received no reply" that Yolanda had mentioned - he had a broad face and a strong body, and indeed looked like a "leader".

By the way.

The 'recognition' that night was not very pleasant.

Because except for Yolanda, Roland and other Westerners had their hands and feet tied up and were stuffed one by one into a woodshed that was guarded by someone.

This time, it wasn't Cinder who was angry.

It's Christine.

She didn't understand why Rose was so impulsive.

Not only did he sneak into the gambling house at night, but he even dared to act rashly when he arrived at the village where he was supposed to stay.

If they had found the man in blue in the village, they should have avoided him quickly and never ended up like this.

what is interesting is.

The one who spoke for Rose this time was Cinder.

(End of this chapter)