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

After all, he is still too old. No matter how many battles he has fought, there will be a day when he is too old to cope with it. And Mobius also understands that he has completely taken advantage of the opponent's lack of armor. This kind of close-up light armor attack is not suitable for him, a pirate.

There is nothing more advantageous than a person with good family background. It was precisely because he saw this before that Mobius, as the leader, dared to take risks.

Looking at this scene, the other Venetians behind Moebius who were watching the battle were also shocked. They had clearly seen the terror displayed by the burly Greek old man, and felt the breathtaking momentum, but in the end it was just like this.

He fell in front of them. Even though the fight just now was thrilling, they still couldn't believe that the winner was decided so quickly.

Looking at Moebius in awe, the Venetian people behind them cheered, holding their weapons high and shouting the name of their leader.

"Moebius——!"

"Moebius——!"

The previous dissatisfaction with what he thought was nonsense was wiped out at this moment, especially because some people who came from Moebius's pirate background were silent about it. What kind of power is this! Looking down at his submissive subordinates, Moebius said

He nodded with satisfaction in his heart. This was the main purpose of what he did before. In fact, he was not born in Venice, but lived in Croatia since he was a child, so he had the experience of being a pirate because he got Sernvenir.

It was only because of the Baron's favor that he was reused. Taking this opportunity, Moebius wanted to use this to establish his authority and convince the public, so that his subordinates would never dare to be dissatisfied. Now it seems that the effect is perfect.

"Lord Mobius, what are we going to do now-?"

"Since he has lost, let's end things here as soon as possible to avoid more troubles." The man who had achieved his goal immediately made a gesture of wiping his neck, without any mercy. He had no intention of letting Greece go.

Humanly speaking, the conditions for agreeing to Vibius were just casual remarks, not to mention that this man had already been defeated by him. The polite disguise before was completely torn off, and Mobius finally revealed his original self.

A cold face. This is what the Croatian pirates who plundered the coast of the Byzantine Empire should have looked like. Behind Moebius, the other Venetians had already raised their butcher knives like jackals thirsty for blood. These days,

They destroyed villages one after another and were already immersed in the endless killings. Most of them, who were born as desperadoes, had no psychological burden at all for what they had done. They only wanted to destroy this village.

Turn into a white field, drive out and kill the panicked Greeks!

"roar--!"

The Venetians who rushed forward were like a ragtag group of robbers, and in front of them, the Greeks hiding in granaries and houses were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Moebius, on the other hand, stopped and watched his subordinates commit such a cursed atrocity with appreciative eyes, without any fluctuation in his heart. But at this moment, his ankle was suddenly grasped tightly by a hand.

Stopping, he subconsciously looked down and saw that it was the dying Vibius. Although his throat was cut open and he could no longer make a sound, the look of his eyes splitting apart already showed his unwillingness.

Mobius looked at the still-dead Moebius strangely and sneered, "So what if you try your best to protect these people? In the end, they didn't even have the courage to resist, so they could only watch dryly.

I just want you to die, so who cares about your safety? It's really sad, Greeks, this way of ending is really regrettable for you."

As a pirate, Moebius has never received any aristocratic education and knows nothing about the code of knights. Therefore, on the surface he can appear polite and courteous, but inside he is like a beast and only cares about winning.

The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, and just when this man was taunting the dying Greek old man wantonly, suddenly the men who had rushed in to burn and kill him rushed out, with panic on their faces.

"Mo... Lord Moebius, there is... no one in there!" The man under his command stammered. As soon as he finished speaking, the startled Moebius suddenly raised his head with a surprised look in his eyes.

How is this possible! More people from the whole village should have gone in. It is impossible for dozens of villagers to escape under his nose without missing a single one. They have been guarding the only exit from the beginning to the end of the duel.

How could the person disappear in such a short time?

"Are you kidding me? Did they all evaporate?" Moebius, who was furious, looked at his useless subordinates and roared. However, no matter how much they searched for them, there was no one in the granary except Grain.

There is no shadow.

However, just when everyone was confused and couldn't figure out what was going on, they suddenly heard one person shouting loudly: "Look, over here!" A soldier opened a bag of grain and revealed a piece of grain.

The hole is just big enough for one person to get out, and it looks like it was dug out not long ago. Apparently the Greeks hiding inside took advantage of the fact that everyone was paying attention to the duel between Moebius and Vibius.

At that time, they escaped from here without anyone noticing. Looking from here, the escaped villagers had already walked down the mountain and fled towards the entrance of the village down the slope.

Looking at this scene, Moebius suddenly became furious. He felt as if he had been played by someone. Yifan couldn't accept it. He finally understood the true purpose of Vibius's bargaining with him before. He thought that everything was under control, but he didn't want to

Instead, someone tricked him, and the Greek was determined to delay his death from the very beginning.

Furious, Moebius came out of the granary, and looked at the exhausted Greek old man who still had a smile on his face before he died, and then roared loudly: "What are you doing standing still? Chase me, there are still ours at the bottom of the mountain."

People, we must drive them all away! We can't let those guys expose our whereabouts." This time, he was ordered by Venir to assist Leos Grace to come to Moria and act separately. He must not do it because of his previous negligence.

This caused problems with the plan, and he immediately ordered his men to hunt him down.

"yes!"

The Venetians who responded hurriedly mounted their horses and went down the mountain to chase after them. Although the Greeks took a shortcut, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people could not escape far, not to mention there were several lookout companions at the entrance of the village at the foot of the mountain.
Chapter completed!