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With a "plop", loosening the gradually stiff body from behind, Moebius looked at the fallen Greek old man whose throat had been cut with a trace of pity in his eyes. Fastest update

After all, he is still too old. Even after all the battles, there will be a day that he cannot be old enough, and Moebius understands that he is completely taking advantage of the opponent's lack of armor. This kind of close light armor kills him as a pirate People from background couldn't be more advantageous. It was just seeing this before that Moebius, as the leader, dared to take the risk.

And watching this scene, the other Venetians who watched the battle behind Moebius were also shocked. They had clearly seen the horror displayed by the burly old Greek, and felt the breathtaking aura, but in the end it was so. Falling in front of them, even though the match just now was thrilling, but they couldn't believe it was true so quickly that the winner was divided.

Looking at Mobis in awe, the Venetian people waking up from their dreams behind them cheered, holding up their weapons and calling their leader's name.

"Moebius!"

"Moebius!"

The dissatisfaction that he had previously thought to be mischievous was wiped out at this moment, especially because some people from Mobis pirates were quiet about it. What a power this is! Looking condescendingly at the men who bowed their heads and ears, Moebius nodded in satisfaction. This is the main purpose of what he did before. He was actually not born in Venice, but lived in Croatia since he was a child. That's why he had the experience of being a pirate, and he was reused because of the favor of Baron Seinvenir. . Taking this opportunity, Mobis just wanted to use this to convince the crowd, so that his subordinates never dare to be dissatisfied. It now appears that the effect is perfect.

"Master Mobis, what about us now?"

"Since he has already lost, let's finish the matter here as soon as possible, and save more troubles." The man who had achieved his goal immediately made a gesture of wiping his neck. Without the slightest pity, he hadn't let go of Greece. Human means, agreeing to Vibius' terms is just casual, not to mention that this man has already been defeated by him. The previous polite disguise was completely torn off, and Moebius finally revealed his original cold face. This is what the Croatian pirates who plundered the coast of the Byzantine Empire should have been, and the other Venetians behind Moebius were already eager to try like a jackal eager for blood and raised their butcher knife. These days, they have destroyed a village and are already immersed in this endless killing, and most of them, who are born out of desperadoes, have no psychological burden on their actions. Just thinking of turning this village into a white ground, expelling and killing those panicked Greeks!

"Roar!"

The Venetians rushed up like a mob of robbers, and the Greeks hiding in the granary house in front of them were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

But Moebius stopped to watch his subordinates commit such a cursing atrocities with appreciative eyes, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. But at this moment, suddenly his ankle was held tightly by a hand, and he looked down subconsciously and saw that it was Vibius who was dying. Even though the throat was cut, there was no sound, but that The distraught expression has shown his unwillingness.

Looking weirdly at Mobis who was still not dead, he let out a sneer, "What if you do your best to protect these people? Until the end, they didn't even have the courage to resist, so they could only watch dryly. It’s just for you to die. How can you care about your safety? It’s sad, Greek, this way of ending is really regrettable for you."

As a pirate, Moebius has not received any noble education at all, and he also knows the rules of the knight, so on the surface he can be polite and courteous, but in his heart, like a beast, he only cares about victory. The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, and just as this man ridiculed the dying Greek old man, the subordinates who had rushed in and prepared to burn and kill suddenly rushed out, with panic on their faces.

"Mo...Mr. Morbius, there is no one inside!" As soon as the people stammered, Morbius suddenly raised his head and showed a surprised look.

how can that be! There should be more people in the village. It is impossible for dozens of villagers to escape under his nose. They kept guarding the only exit. It took only a while from the beginning to the end of the duel. How could the people disappear!

"What are you kidding? Could it be that they all evaporated?!" Moebius, who was furious, looked at the group of useless subordinates and roared, but let them look for it, except for the food in the granary. There was no shadow of ~www.readwn.com~ However, when everyone was at a loss to figure out what was going on, suddenly only one person yelled: "Look, here!" Only one was seen. The little soldier opened a bag of grain, revealing a small hole that was just big enough for a person to drill out. It looked like it had just been dug through. Obviously, the Greeks hiding in it took advantage of all the attention before Moebius and Vibius duel, and escaped from here without knowing it. From here, the villagers who had escaped had already walked down the mountain and fled towards the entrance of Poxia Village.

Looking at this scene, Moebius was furious for a while, feeling as if he had been tricked and unacceptable. He finally understood the real purpose of Vibius' bargaining with himself. I thought that everything was under control, but I didn't want to be put together by others. The Greek was holding a mortal heart to procrastinate from the beginning.

Moebius came out of the granary in a rage, and looked at the corners of the grinning old man who was exasperated before his death, and then roared loudly: "What are you still doing? Chase me, there are still ours under the mountain. People, we must kill them all! Don't let those guys expose our whereabouts." He was ordered by Vernier to assist Leos Grace to come to Moria and act separately, and must not be because of his previous negligence. Caused the plan to go wrong, he immediately ordered his men to hunt down

"Yes!"

And the Venetian who responded hurriedly mounted his horse to go down the mountain and chased after him. Although the Greeks took a shortcut, it was a group of old, weak, sick and disabled who couldn’t escape far. What’s more, there were several companions who looked out the wind at the entrance of the mountain village. Guarding there, the Greeks can never escape alone.