Just as Kroshit ran to a crossroads, a figure who had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time suddenly jumped out from the side of the crossroads and pounced on Kroshit. Seeing this, Kroshit immediately dodged the attack by the figure, then he pulled out two daggers from his pocket and threw them at the person who failed to pounce, and accurately stabbed the person in the vital points. The attacking figure wailed and then lay on the ground, motionless.
After successfully killing the sneak attacker, before Kroshi could even breathe a sigh of relief, another taller figure suddenly appeared behind her and pounced on her. Kroshi was unable to dodge this time and was held tightly by the figure from behind, which restricted Kroshi's movements. Kroshi wanted to break free, but he suddenly found that the force holding him from behind was unexpectedly strong, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he struggled.
Seeing this, Kroshi immediately grabbed the hand that was holding him and clamping him. As he began to use his ability, the attacker's arm that was held began to spread dark spots. These black spots quickly spread all over the attacker, making the attacker look like he had some disease, and the attacker began to feel powerless in the spreading spots.
Feeling the weakening of the force that restrained him, Kroshi began to struggle again, trying to break free. At this moment, several other figures who were as big as the attacker suddenly rushed out from the other side of the intersection and pounced on Kroshi. Kroshi, who was almost free from the restraints, was restrained by more people all of a sudden. His whole body was pressed to the ground by several big men at close range. No matter how he struggled, it was useless.
'Oh no... Why are there so many people!'
Lying on the floor, Kroshi was pressed on the back by countless attackers. The attackers were very strong. Kroshi felt that he was being grabbed fiercely by several pairs of hands. His skin was scratched with blood marks, which made Kroshi feel very painful.
In this way, Kroshi was tied up and unable to move. He suddenly felt despair. At this moment, continuous and violent noises suddenly sounded in the space.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As a series of gunshots rang through the night sky, the several figures that were holding Kroshi fell to the ground wailing. Kroshi, who was no longer restrained, stood up immediately, then turned his head in the space filled with the smell of gunpowder. He then saw a familiar man in a robe standing on the other side of the intersection, holding a revolver with smoke coming out of the muzzle and pointing it at him.
That was one of Krosi's men. Those attackers who had clamped Krosi were shot and killed by him one by one! Krosi looked at his men not far away and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
"Run! They still have a lot of people! Run separately!"
The man in the robe holding the gun pointed at Kroshi and said something, then before Kroshi could react, he ran quickly in one direction of the intersection and disappeared in a moment. Kroshi was slightly stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, then after he fully reacted, he turned around and ran in another direction of the intersection. Not long after, Kroshi disappeared into the darkness at the end of the street.
After Kroshi's figure completely disappeared, the intersection returned to the silence of the night. Except for several corpses lying on the ground and bloodstains on the ground, everything in the entire small intersection was the same as before.
At this moment, at the end of one of the streets at the intersection, a figure reappeared. It was none other than the man in long robes who had just fled in a hurry. After helping Kroshi out, he quickly ran for his life and disappeared. But after Kroshi left, he unexpectedly appeared on the street where he disappeared, and walked slowly towards the intersection.
After the man in the robe arrived at the intersection, he stood there with his hands behind his back, glancing at the scene, looking at the corpses that he had "killed" with his own hands, and watching them slowly stand up and "resurrect" again.
Seeing the scene in front of him, the man in the robe was not surprised at all. Instead, he curled his lips and showed a smile. The attackers who "came back to life" also curled their lips and showed the same smile as the man in the robe. There was almost no difference.
Not long after the robed man and the "resurrected" attackers exchanged smiles, they all turned around to look at the direction where Kroshi disappeared. Facing the darkness that hid Kroshi's figure, the robed man and the attackers kept smiling as usual.
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After being "rescued" by his own men, Kroshi, who had escaped by chance, immediately galloped all the way out of the city without stopping. After reaching the outskirts of Dosa without stopping, Kroshi immediately found a remote and secret stable there, where he got the horses that they had prepared in advance for emergencies. Then Kroshi mounted his horse and drove his Mercedes fast out of Dosa in the night.
In the dark desert, the evening wind was howling. Kroshi was galloping forward under the night cover, quickly moving away from Dosa. The lights of Dosa quickly disappeared in Kroshi's eyes.
After riding continuously for most of the night in the vast and lonely dark desert, Krosi gradually slowed down. He looked up at the sky above the desert, and in his soul's vision he could see the ghostly shadow floating in the sky.
After seeing the shadows above the sky, Kroshi breathed a sigh of relief. The tension that had lasted for almost a night was relieved. Then he fumbled around on his body for a while and took out a domino. After holding the domino tightly, he continued to ride forward, strolling through the wilderness filled with countless dead. The dead who were on guard in this area turned a blind eye to Kroshi's arrival and completely ignored his progress.
In this way, Krosi walked among the dead, without causing any warning or attack, and rode his horse all the way towards Karnak.
However, what he didn't know was that what was walking with him at this time was not just him and his belongings. Under his clothes and on his skin, there were a few inconspicuous scratches.
These scratches were secretly caused by one of the attackers with a sharp spike when he was pinned down by several attackers in Dosa City. At that time, his entire back was being held down tightly, and in his extreme panic, he did not realize that there were two such inconspicuous scratches on his back. Or rather, there were too many scratches on his back caused by the attackers, and these two were completely inconspicuous in the crowd.
In this way, Croshi rode on his horse, walking with the dead in the endless dark desert, and moving towards Karnak, the city guarded by the dead. The scenery he saw along the way was now reflected in Dorothy's eyes without a single detail.
At this time, Dorothy was sitting on the high tower of Dosa City, looking into the distance under the dark night. Out of her sight, Croshi was leading her gaze to a place that was out of reach of her eyes and ears. He inadvertently became a nail that Dorothy drove into Karnak.
Krosi could never have imagined that Dosa was a spy and a spy for him, and that Kanak would remain a spy and a spy for him.
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