A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"Yes, my lord."

"But have you ever thought about how a wanted criminal with such obvious characteristics could survive until now? Do you think all law enforcement officers in a country are useless?"

"This one……"

"According to my divination, there's a high probability that he's our target. If Colin takes action today and succeeds... then I can be sure that he's 100% our target!"

As they were talking, the two of them slowly walked up the city wall.

The militiamen on guard had clearly received bribes and didn't stop the two strangers from climbing the wall. This wasn't wartime, so the security was naturally lax. The two men quickly reached a specific spot on the wall, and the old man pulled out two monoculars, one for each of them.

"Look carefully!" he said. "It's very clear here."

Through the telescope, you can see a carriage parked on the side of the road.

In the carriage, a pair of white eyes greedily stared at Bai Lan who was getting closer and closer.

Bai Lan turned her head very sensitively and met those eyes.

She has been feeling uneasy all day.

What happened this morning made her feel very depressed and suffocated.

Thomas was originally her chosen subordinate... a figurehead, a mascot. After all, the team needed a genuine knight to prevent the church's higher-ups from thinking he was acting independently. She hadn't expected that once he'd grown powerful, he would actually disobey her!

At this moment, she noticed the eyes in the gap of the carriage curtains.

The eyes staring at her chest, waist and legs made her angry.

The next moment, she drew her magic sword. "Who's in the car? Get out!"

The car window curtain dropped instantly, hiding the pair of obscene eyes.

"Captain..." One of his men tried to persuade him, but Bai Lan refused to listen.

In fact, she had already rushed forward, swung her magic sword, and directly cut the harness ropes between the horses and the carriage.

Now, the car can't run away.

"Get out of the car!"

The car door opened, and a thin and slightly hunched figure walked out.

A man in a cloak.

Although there were lights coming through the windows of the surrounding buildings, they were not particularly bright, so the face under the hood could not be seen clearly.

"What were you looking at just now?" Bai Lan's face was as cold as ice, and she pointed her magic sword at the other party.

"Nothing," the man replied, but there was a hint of ridicule in his voice.

"I now suspect you have something to do with the recent kidnappings! You! Come with me now!"

"Oh? You can say such a thing casually? What evidence do you have?" The other party's tone was still obviously condescending and full of sarcasm.

He was wearing an old cloak that covered his body, and drove a plain carriage. It was obvious at first glance that he could not be a noble.

How dare you speak in this tone!

"Evidence? I'll have it if I take you back!" Bai Lan sneered. He swung the magic sword in his hand, intending to strike the opponent's body with the back of the blade.

Anyone hit by this sword will suffer from a sudden electric current that will cause their body to become stiff and numb.

No matter how capable you are, you will become a coward.

But the blow missed. The opponent sidestepped and easily dodged it.

"You still dare to hide!" Bai Lan shouted angrily, but this time he slashed with the blade.

Chapter 31 Fishing in Troubled Waters 3

"Hahaha!" The cloaked man easily dodged the opponent's series of slashes, letting out a series of laughs. "I didn't initiate this. You insisted on knocking on my door."

His hand shook, and a weapon appeared in his hand without him noticing.

It was a rather peculiarly shaped weapon, with a strange curvature unlike ordinary weapons, a single-edged blade, and slightly shorter than a standard longsword. This unique shape made it appear somewhat cumbersome. In fact, it was more of a ritual vessel than a weapon.

In the dim light, it looked dark and inconspicuous.

It's completely incomparable to the magic sword that flashes with lightning.

"You... are looking for death!" Bai Lan was furious and swung his sword to attack.

Although the series of attacks just now were avoided, they successfully forced the opponent into a position against the wall.

The cloaked man brandished the sacrificial knife to resist.

Bai Lan was overjoyed. As long as the weapons clashed, she would win.

It's always been like this.

The two weapons collided head-on, making a sound of metal clashing.

"Prepare to die!" She swung her sword again, wanting to kill the opponent with one blow while his body was numb.

But the opponent actually moved, and in a flash, the sacrificial knife hit the side of the magic sword fiercely.

Bai Lan felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and the magic sword was knocked out of her hand by the huge force and flew far away.

However, this was not a one-on-one battle, because at this time, the guards around her had rushed up to block the front.

He used a small shield to protect himself, held a long sword in his hand, and confronted the cloaked man.

Further away, other team members also rushed up.

Most of them carried weapons such as swords and spears, but a few also carried bows and muskets.

This is the case for normal law enforcement teams. They must have melee weapons, but they will also have long-range weapons.

Moreover, the muskets were all loaded with bullets.

Bai Lan's wrist was shaking with pain and her face was filled with rage.

"Kill him for me! I'll take responsibility if anyone dies!"

In the city of Kiev, as a judge, she didn't believe she couldn't deal with this piece of trash that appeared out of nowhere! !

How long has it been since she was hurt?

The last time I was injured was when I was capturing cultists in the wild and encountered a few desperate fanatics.

This time, I didn't expect to meet a suspicious person on the street, and the magic sword in my hand was knocked away, and my wrist was sprained.

What a shame.

Anger welled up in her. "You're lucky if I kill you on the spot, but if not, I'll throw you into the dungeon and skin you alive!"

"Miss, hurry up!" the guard standing in front of her suddenly said.

Bai Lan was stunned for a moment, unable to recover from her shock.

At this time, the team members holding long-range weapons had also arrived. There were four of them, two of whom were holding muskets.

"Open fire!" Bai Lan ordered.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he cannot resist muskets and bows and arrows, especially muskets.

Any armor within the weight tolerance of humans would definitely not be able to stop the bullet. And since this guy is so agile, he can't be wearing heavy armor.

The next moment, gunshots rang out, along with the swish of bowstrings.

The thick smoke temporarily obscured the view.

The smoke had not yet cleared, but the few people who had just shot suddenly groaned and then fell down softly.

what happened?

Bai Lan felt dazed and couldn't recover from her shock.

The other team members fell one after another.

"Miss, go!" the guard warned again.

He advanced with his shield raised, sword following behind.

Then the next moment, the blade of the sacrificial knife stabbed out from behind his neck.

The charcoal-gray coating on the seemingly unremarkable black sacrificial knife had been washed away, revealing the gleaming sheen beneath. Under the light, it looked like a sharp blade forged from gold.

The flowing blood seemed to be sucked away by the blade, gathering on the blade and flowing in strands. However, the wound it inflicted did not bleed a single drop of blood, but instead shriveled up like broken wood.

"Miss, hurry... go..." The guard's voice became weak and exhausted, and he used his last bit of strength to warn.

However, this was his last words.

"You still have some skills!" The cloaked man pulled out the sacrificial knife from the dead man's body. He swung the sharp blade soaked in blood in his hand, and a golden light burst out.

Just now, the opponent still fought back, and the last sword grazed his head and cut the hood of his cloak.

Now, his true face was revealed in the dim light.

It was a face that was unforgettable at first sight.

Several strips of cloth were wrapped around her face, as if to cover some of her skin, but this cover-up was pointless, as the skin exposed to the air was dotted with clearly visible blisters and pustules.

Rather than being human skin, it reminded people of a toad, and it was the ugliest part of a toad.

"Rotten nightmare?!" After hesitating for a moment, Bai Lan exclaimed.

As a judge, she would have some impression of the people on the wanted list.

It must be said that, although there is always a certain discrepancy between the real appearance of wanted criminals these days and the portraits on the wanted list, there are always exceptions. This one is clearly an exception.

Her heart was originally filled with boiling anger, but at this moment all the anger disappeared, leaving only fear.

The Rotten Nightmare's real name is Colin. His father is unknown and his mother is an Italian prostitute who ran away to Kiev. She is wanted for murder.

In the land of Ross alone, he killed at least ten women - these ten were not the kind of peasant women who were lost in the countryside and no one knew about them, but noble women, or at least women from wealthy families with wealth and power.

It is speculated that this is because his extremely ugly appearance disgusts all women, so he in turn develops a hostile mentality towards women. If a woman encounters him by chance and shows disgust (which is very common), he will go to her house at night and kidnap her.

He never asks for ransom, but instead tortures his prey to death. No, not even "torture" is enough to describe it, but torture.

It is said that the horrific condition of the women's bodies would make even the most experienced coroner feel sick to his stomach.

Bai Lan quickly turned around and tried to run.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the other party catching up quickly.

"It's too late to run now, Your Honor!" A mocking voice sounded.

The opponent chopped it down with one sword.

Bai Lan tried to pull out the dagger, but it was too late. Her arm was stabbed. The pain was unbearable, and her arm completely lost its strength.

She was horrified, but she knew that the tendons in her arms had been severed.

However, there was no time to think more, and the other party had already launched the second attack without knowing when.

My legs suddenly went limp.

Then came the third blow, and she felt a pain in the back of her head. Her consciousness gradually became dizzy and she fell to the ground.

In her last memory, that toad-like face appeared before her, its white eyes filled with greed.

Chapter 32: Fierce Battle 1

The Rotten Nightmare swung the sacrificial knife in his hand and swiftly severed the tendons of the opponent's limbs.

There was no blood flowing out of the wound caused by this weapon, and the wound looked a little dry instead.

This way, the prey won't be able to escape.

He caught his prey with satisfaction, then walked all the way to the carriage and threw her into it.

The harness ropes between the horses and the cart were broken, but that didn't matter. After all, he didn't need to go far. He just had to tie the broken ropes together.

After doing all this, he wanted to get in the car, but then stopped and walked to a corner.

The knocked-down magic sword lay on the ground.

This sword's appearance is so unique that it can be seen at a glance as a precious magical weapon. This kind of trophy cannot be discarded casually.

However, when he walked to the side and wanted to reach out to pick up the magic sword, he heard a clear cough.