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This trial meeting is definitely highly anticipated, although it is nominally a trial of Ruger, but everyone knows that Ruger is just a reason, and the real target is Duland.

The trial assembly was arranged in front of the Hunter's Hall in the square. The square is quite old, and the stone slabs used to pave the floor are a pale brown color, and many of the stone slabs can be seen in different shades of wear and tear at the joints. The square is not small, but it is still too hard to accommodate the entire city of shepherds. With an hour before the start of the trial, the square was already packed, and crowds of people had gathered from all directions to join in the fun. After all, such an event is not something that can be seen casually.

There were no buildings around the square, except for the Hunter's Hall, except for the streets that led to the rest of the city. This is the heart of the entire City of Shepherds, not only as a center of power, but also as a place where all roads converge.

On the east side of the square there is an unusually wide boulevard that runs straight to the east of the city, all the way in the direction of the upper town.

If Durand comes, then he should take this road.

Therefore, people's eyes can't help but keep scanning at the intersection.

Of course, what attracted more attention was the not luxurious, but somewhat simple judgment table erected in the center of the square. The half-stone and half-wooden judgment platform was only two people high, and the area was not large, but no one dared to get close to within five meters. If you look down from the sky, the whole square is densely packed with human heads, and only a circle of blank space is left around the high platform.

Most of the people present were hunters, including powerful six-star and seven-star hunters, as well as low-level hunters who had just stepped into the hunter circle.

The City of Shepherds is a dark city, and most of the strong people gathered here are from the dark world, many of them are sanctimonious, but there are also a considerable number of them who look "abnormal" at a glance, or fierce and vicious, or hateful-looking, or strange......

People whispered to each other, speculating and thinking about what was to come.

A handsome but somewhat youthful young hunter touched one of the people next to him, leaned closer, and laughed in a low voice, "Hey, man, I'm Jakes, what do you call me?" Hehe, meet for the first time, get to know each other, do you think it is possible for the meeting to become a shocking battle? One side is Duland, and the other side is the three herd cars...... Wow, it's exciting to think about. ”

The young hunter looked like he had just arrived in the City of Shepherds, otherwise he would not have done such a presumptuous and hostile thing as casually touching other people. However, the person who was touched seemed to be very talkative, turned around with a smile, and said gently: "Little brother, forgive me for taking the liberty of taking the liberty of your strength, if there is a real battle later, a little aftermath of the battle may kill you." If you really want to see the trial meeting, it's better to stay away. ”

The man had long, gray hair that seemed to be casually draped over the back of his head, falling all the way down to the hips. The shoots are neatly trimmed. He looks a little old, his appearance is neutral, and although he can't see a man or a woman, he is surprisingly good-looking and very attractive.

The young hunter laughed, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I, Jacks, have always been lucky, how could so many people here hit me?" Hey, are these two your friends too, dude? ”

I saw two people standing next to the gray man, a cardamom girl with bright purple eyes and a smile on her small face, and a black-robed young man with a tall figure and an expressionless face.

The young man, who was obviously a self-acquaintance, stepped forward, introduced himself generously, and then asked with some curiosity, "Are all three hunters?" I've been in the City of Shepherds for a while, so why haven't I seen you before? ”

The gray man smiled silently. The black-robed young man's face did not move, as if he hadn't heard anything. The purple-eyed girl smiled and asked instead of answering: "How long is your so-called 'period of time'?" ”

The young hunter blushed, scratched his head, and said, "Hehe, this ...... In fact, it has only been more than two months. ”

The girl sighed softly and said softly: "It's been more than two months, and it's a miracle that you can live so long with your temperament." Listen to my sister, and go home obediently, or you won't know how you died in our city of shepherds...... Grey Snake, do him a hand. ”

"What? Sister? The young hunter heard the murmur of the gray man beside him, and then all his eyes were occupied by a gray glow. His eyes quickly turned light gray, and then he actually nodded, and said a little blankly, "Okay, I'll go home now, and I won't join in the fun here." Then he turned and squeezed out of the crowd.

The purple-eyed girl is still smiling, her appearance is immature, but she has a calm and agile temperament. The black-robed young man was not moved by the surrounding qiē in the slightest, and his slightly raised gaze always fell on the judgment platform in the center of the square.

The gray man suddenly closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again and said quietly, "The white tiger doesn't seem to have come." ”

"With her temperament, it is unlikely that she will come to such an occasion." The purple-eyed girl smiled lightly: "Moreover, it is also possible that the White Tiger has actually come, and you haven't noticed it." I think it's a little more likely. ”

The gray man was not angry when he heard this, but nodded and said, "It is indeed very possible. ”

At this time, the black-robed young man who had not spoken suddenly spoke, "Red Eagle, they are here. ”

The purple-eyed girl and the gray man immediately looked up, only to see a dark and palpitating glow suddenly lit up on the judgment platform, and then quickly condensed into the shape of a portal. The black light gate fluctuated a few times in a row, and the red eagle, silver fox, and lynx walked out of it one after another, followed by a young waiter who had changed into a mage's robe, and the young waiter carried the immobile Luge in his hand.

Without any extravagant grand entrance, nor any deliberately created gimmicks, the three Red Eagles appeared on the judgment table so plainly.

With the exception of Red Hawk, neither the Silver Fox nor the Bobcat brought any retinues.

The three of them stood side by side on the judgment platform, their eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and the scene immediately fell silent.

Nothing shocked the hunters more than the presence of three legendary chariots of the herding city!

The Red Hawks trio didn't need any pomp and circumstance at all.

They stand there, and it's pomp.

At this time, the black light gate slowly dissipated behind the three of them. The purple-eyed girl in the crowd smacked her lips and nodded in praise: "This is the secret technique of the Red Eagle, tsk, among the seven of us, he probably learned the most from all kinds of messy chores......"

After the three Red Hawks appeared, they didn't say anything. At this time, there were still more than ten minutes before the official start of the trial meeting, and the three of them closed their eyes slightly, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, waiting patiently. The pale young waiter, whose face was still a little sickly, escorted Ruger to the side of the high platform without saying a word, and then stood solemnly in the corner of the platform, his grim eyes constantly scanning any wind and grass around him.

By this time, almost no one in the audience had spoken anymore.

People's eyes flickered, looking at the three cars on the stage, and then turning their heads to look at the boulevard leading to the upper town, and their hearts beat a little involuntarily.

The minutes ticked by......

With just five minutes to go, Durand hasn't shown up yet.

Many people in the crowd couldn't help but start probing their brains, and a thin old man leaned into his companion's ear and said, "That Duland, shouldn't you be scared, why hasn't you shown up, the time is coming soon!" ”

"Be quiet!" The companion made a silent gesture and said with his mouth: "Wait a minute, this trial meeting is against Duland, he should have to come." Be patient! Isn't there five minutes left? ”

It's been three minutes, and Durand still hasn't shown up.

The crowd involuntarily resounded with some whispered discussions, people, you look at me, I look at you, it's a little inexplicable. Ruger on the judgment seat knelt on the ground, his whole body immobilized by the effects of magical confinement. His fat face had lost weight several times, his face was pale, and he looked weakly at the intersection leading to Shangcheng, and the despair in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

On the contrary, the six Mucheng chariots present were all calm and relaxed, whether it was the red eagle, silver fox, and bobcat on the judgment platform, or the purple squirrel, gray snake, and black panther under the stage, they all stood patiently in place, without the slightest abnormality.

With only two minutes left, Ruger had given up his last hope.

One minute......

The red eagle, whose eyes had been slightly closed, suddenly raised his eyelids, and his blood-red eyes instantly burst out with a cold lightning, and his cold gaze like sword and lightning went straight to the corner of the boulevard.

Almost at the same time, several other cars also looked up with slightly moved their faces.

The car's reaction immediately fell into the eyes of everyone in the audience, and they didn't know who whispered: "Durand is here!" In an instant, countless eyes brushed and looked to the east of the square.

Two figures appeared silently at the corner of the street.

One was dressed in a black robe, carrying a hammer, and his neck was all shrouded in the robe, but above the neck, there was a terrible head that was half skeletal and half flesh and blood. None other than Kent. He walked in unison, with just the right amount of humility in his attitude.

Walking in front of Kent is naturally Duland.

Dressed in the usual aristocratic clothes of the Big 6, casually draped shoulder-length, Durand unhurriedly appeared at the corner of the street where countless eyes were focused, looking like a noble young master who was out to play. However, anyone who saw the excessively large dwarven musket he carried on his shoulder would understand that the indifference and ease on Duland's face was just an illusion.

Walking slowly into the square, Durand stood still, raised his eyes, and his gaze swept directly over the black crowd on the square, and landed on the faces of the three cars on the judgment table.

His gaze swept over the bobcat and the silver fox one by one, and finally landed on the face of the red eagle in the center, and then, Duland's calm and clear voice instantly resounded throughout the audience: "Duland. Sendrot. ”