Moreover, these security officers were merely ordinary people. Once wrapped in the subsequent dark flames, they could no longer resist and screamed as they turned into a human-shaped black fireball, soon burning into a pile of black ashes.
At this point, even Rein was unable to help.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he was powerless!
Rein narrowed his eyes, only then did he clear see that the attacker was the dark flame monk who had stood in the corner of the church hall, hands tucked in his sleeves.
At that moment, he was holding an extremely rare, giant scythe-shaped weapon. The long handle was nearly a meter long, and the blade was a narrow arc, also nearly a meter long.
The strike just now was a sort of area attack similar to his "roaring strike."
It originated from the attacker's body and blasted out a shockwave accompanied by dark flames, along with a 360-degree attack from that giant scythe.
Anyone within his range of attack would be struck.
Rein had never encountered such a maneuver from any of the previous dark flame monks.
It seemed likely that this opponent's rank was higher than any of the dark flame monks he had faced before.
Perhaps, this individual was the leader of this Cult of the Dark Flame operation!
"Clap!"
Rein's knight helm, which was already damaged, shattered completely due to the burning power of the dark flame, revealing Rein's young and handsome face!
Even the giant scythe-wielding monk was taken aback by this sight!
He seemed surprised by how young Rein was.
The town residents in the church hall, seeing the greatsword knight knocked down, entwined in dark flames, and then falling heavily, felt as if their hearts were in their throats.
But seeing the greatsword knight rise again, seemingly unharmed, sparked excitement in them.
However, when they saw the "greatsword knight's" helm shatter and his true face revealed, many people were stunned on the spot!
Particularly, Rein's good friend George, at this moment, could not help but raise his hand in shock, pointing at Rein and saying,
"Isn't that Rein?"
"My best friend became a knight???"
Another page shook his head immediately in denial: "Rein? Are you crazy, George! It's just a look-alike!"
Joking aside, Rein was still in page boy training with them a month ago!
And now, you're saying this man, who kills brigands as if they were chickens, is Rein?
Equally shocked on the spot was the broad-browed individual.
When he saw that familiar face, he felt that the greatsword knight seemed oddly familiar!
Thus, his brain began to whirl rapidly, and suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, his eyes widening as he exclaimed: "Damn! That IS Rein!"
The broad-browed individual tried hard to superimpose the memory of a skinny figure onto this 'greatsword knight,' but he found, damn it, that they simply did not overlap!
He scrutinized the other's eyebrows again, muttering to himself: "No! It absolutely can't be Rein!"
"But.... it really does look like Rein!"
"Could it be Rein's older brother?"
"But I don't recall ever hearing about Rein having such a formidable older brother!"
"I need to find out more about this as soon as possible, if Rein has such an impressive brother, I should proactively go and apologize to their family."
In that moment, the broad-browed individual thought of many things....
Mother Emma, although she had long known that the greatsword knight was Rein, still felt a thrill when she truly saw her son's face.
She wanted to shout "Rein!", but feared distracting her child during the battle.
Moreover, having just witnessed her child calmly killing several brigands, her heart had skipped a beat.
She had never seen such a cold side of Rein before.
And seeing how Rein killed like slaughtering chickens with a serene expression told her, clearly, this was not his first time killing.
This suddenly made Emma feel as though her son was somehow the most familiar stranger!
Inside the carriage, Jenny, upon seeing Rein being struck by the robed figure wielding a giant scythe in an attack like a black tornado, couldn't help her heart skipping a beat. Read new chapters at m_v-l'e|-NovelFire.net S~eaʀᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Only when she saw Rein rise again did she breathe a sigh of relief.
However, worry began to show in her eyes for the first time.
She could tell that the individual wielding the giant scythe was extremely formidable!
Even if Rein could win, it wasn't going to be easy.
As for the possibility of Rein being defeated?
Sorry, that option was not within Jenny's range of choices.
The current grave situation made Jenny's mind race, and when she noticed the blue-helmeted pigeon in the cage at her feet, her eyes lit up. She immediately took out a small slip of paper and a feather pen from the carriage and began writing.
"Mother: Flashgold Town is under attack by cultists, please urgently contact County Town for support! Jenny!"
"Flap-flap!" The sound of wings flapping arose.
A pigeon, seemingly wearing a blue helmet, shot out of the carriage window like a bolt of lightning, soaring into the sky!
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On the road to Nightingale Forest to the west of Flashgold Town, a cavalryman dressed in Night Watchman regalia was fiercely whipping his horse to speed towards the direction of Nightingale Forest.
He was the Messenger sent by the captain of the Night Watchman, Matteo, to seek help from the sheriff Hamilton, who had left Flashgold Town an hour ago.