Sorl slowed down his pace, approaching the bar like a predator closing in on its prey.

On the bar, many people were drinking various kinds of beer.

Some were whispering to each other, some were chatting with the bartender, and some were leering at the dance performance.

The target, Robert Cairns, was holding an empty glass and talking to an old man in a black robe without a hat.

Sorl held back Su Li, who was about to continue forward, and crouched down, sneaking to another table, using the crowd as cover.

Su Li followed Sorl, imitating his actions.

Both Robert with his curly brown hair and the old man with his white hair were alert, occasionally looking around.

Unfortunately, they didn't notice their position behind them.

Behind their black coats, two revolvers were pressed against their backs.

"What are you two talking about?"

Feeling the touch of the revolver barrel, Robert's back stiffened.

The old man tried to stand up, but his shoulder was held down by a heavy brass arm.

"Sir, have you mistaken us for someone else? We are law-abiding citizens."

Sweat dripped from Robert's forehead as he forced a smile.

Without Sorl's command, Su Li held Robert's back and began to search him.

He found no weapons or the black bottle mentioned by the man who shared a bed with the suspect. Su Li was about to search the old man when his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and at the same time, Sorl had already fired his gun.

Bang!

The loud gunshot blasted a big hole in the wooden bar.

The screams of women and the curses of men mixed together, and the sound of glass containers shattering filled the air. Many people cursed as they crowded towards the exit.

The target disappeared from the spot.

That old man in the black robe was an extraordinary being!

Crack!!

The sound of a glass exploding resounded above Su Li's head as the seemingly timid Robert smashed the glass on his head.

The large beer mug shattered on Su Li's head, relieving his intense headache and bringing him back to his senses!

He covered his head and shouted loudly in Valerian language, "Sleep!"

The extraordinary ability of the Night Passage acted on Robert, but the latter fell to the ground while clutching his neck.

Someone had slit his throat.

Blood sprayed out from between his fingers.

Sorl grabbed the torn clothes from the old man and chased in the opposite direction of the exit, which was the back door of the bar.

Shadow Shuttle!

Su Li once again used his extraordinary ability, instantly appearing at the entrance where the old man disappeared. With his spiritual lock-on, Su Li raised his Ghost Revolver and fired through the wall!

Bang!!

The bullet pierced through the wall like a ghost, aiming at the old man's knee. The old man stumbled forward after being hit, and then he disappeared again.

Was he a spirit?

The sound of two double-barreled shotguns followed, followed by a dull thud as the two security guards were killed by the old man in the black robe.

Kicking open the heavy iron door of the Adventurer's Bar, the narrow alley outside was pitch black, with sporadic dog barks in the distance.

Su Li's spiritual intuition was at its maximum, but he couldn't see the figure of the old man in the black robe. At this moment, Sorl, who arrived shortly after, shouted, "Southeast direction!"

In his hand, he held the old man's clothes, which were clearly stained with blood.

Sheriff's Passage, Transcendent Power, Blood Tracking!

Without hesitation, Su Li grabbed Sorl and exerted force with his legs, leaping high into the air!

Jumping into the air, the Night Passage was activated in an instant. Su Li landed on the top of a high-rise building, and without any support, he jumped again!

Dragon's Passage, Void Step!

On the rooftop, with a commanding view, Su Li instantly saw the limping figure of the old man in the black robe. Sorl had already let go of Su Li's hand and drew his sword with one hand, chasing after the old man.

Su Li didn't follow, he jumped high into the air and reached behind him with his hand.

The Fangs, which had been hidden behind Su Li's back, were instantly grabbed in his hand. Loading in mid-air, he aimed at the old man's back and fired!

Squeak!!

The bullet's piercing and blood-curdling scream tore through the peaceful night sky of Plinsk.

The old man's body swayed and took cover under the eaves of the alley.

Bang!!

The bullet's tremendous power caused the ground to explode.

Taking advantage of this gap, Sorl had already caught up, under the shadow.

Under the dark shadow, two blood-red eyes were as striking as red lights.

"Killing a Nightwalker is troublesome, young man. There are only two of you. If you want to survive, why not leave?"

An old voice came from under the black curtain, exuding a soul-shaking magic."Extraordinary one of the Demon Path, what sequence are you? You seem quite confident."

Sorl didn't rush forward immediately, but respectfully asked, waiting for someone.

"Sequence six. I can tell that your sequences are not high. Mortals are destined to die. Even if I don't kill them, they won't live long. Why sacrifice your lives for some insignificant beings?"

The old man's voice was quite kind, sounding like he was gently persuading the younger generation.

"Demons Path, sequence six, if what you say is true, then you are indeed very strong."

Sorl lowered his sword a bit, his hostility seemed to have lessened a lot, and he asked in confusion:

"But I don't understand, if you are sequence six, why didn't you take action in the bar just now?"

The old man chuckled, his body unmoving in the shadows:

"You might not believe it if I tell you, but I don't want to make a big fuss. I just plan to gather enough souls to advance to sequence five. Killing everyone is certainly simple, but it would bring bigger trouble."

"Take your companion and leave. I promise you, I will leave here. You should know that I won't lie to you, because after talking with me, there will be no room for me here."

He was referring to the pursuit from various churches.

"The whispers of a demon are indeed very tempting. I was almost persuaded by you."

Sorl's mouth curled up slightly. After a few words, Su Li had already arrived nearby!

"Ah, it's a pity, I'm already old. There's a high chance I won't survive the torment of the demonic potion and lose control if I try to advance again. Why don't you young people understand flexibility!"

The old man sighed, and then his momentum began to rise crazily.

Flames as if from hell enveloped his entire body, his pale skin began to turn red, and two not short horns grew on his forehead.

Sorl remained noncommittal, raising his one-handed sword again. His smile was somewhat carefree as he entered combat mode:

"There always has to be someone who stands up, even if facing a god, ants have the right to resist."

"Cases of killing across sequences are not uncommon, but the Demon Path is not among them! Your choice is unwise."

As the old man spoke, his thin body suddenly grew taller, and his bulging muscles directly burst his black robe.

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The bullet from the Ghost Revolver passed through the eaves and hit the old man's red skin.

Bang, bang.

The bullets seemed to be embedded in rubber, only half an inch deep. The old man, who had transformed into a demon, casually wiped it off, and the two bullets were thrown on the ground. His wound had already begun to heal slowly.

"Remember my name, Ogusamixus."