Hatred flashed across Sil's face and he said: "Not long ago, a group of vampires came to Count Stuka's underground castle. Later, some of them occupied Qingfeng Mountain. They didn't know what they were going to do. For four hundred years, Qingfeng Mountain has been
They are all the holy land of our Sharp Fang tribe, where every generation of ancestors rests! But due to an order from Count Stuka, the werewolves of our Sharp Fang tribe cannot enter our own holy land!"
Xier tried to calm down before continuing: "After I came back, I was extremely angry, so I secretly went up to Qingfeng Mountain to see what those vampires were doing on the tombs of our ancestors. I am good at stealth and sneaking, and I successfully reached the top of the mountain, and then
I found a few vampires discussing secretly. They probably never thought that anyone could get close to me, and I overheard a lot of the discussion. But I was accidentally discovered when I was leaving, and they chased me all the way here."
When Sil said this, he began to pant continuously. His wounds were corroded by the blood, and he was no longer able to recover by his own strength, and the injuries kept getting worse.
Qianye glanced at the wounds on his body and asked, "Do you want me to help you treat the wounds?"
Scheer instinctively shrank back, then shook his head and said, "I need to eat."
Qianye nodded, took out a few large pieces of dried meat for dry food, and threw them to the werewolf boy. Then after thinking about it, he threw another piece of blood crystal.
Xier devoured Qianye's week's worth of food in three or five mouthfuls. He held the blood crystal, hesitated for a moment and finally swallowed it in one gulp. A moment later, the large wound on the werewolf boy's back rolled over and was visible to the naked eye.
The blazing dark force, and then the rolled flesh began to slowly close.
Blood crystals are as effective to dark creatures as black crystals are to human cultivators, except that they are particularly effective on vampires. However, the strong self-healing ability of the werewolf boy makes Qianye a little envious. The dark race is indeed the world's most powerful.
The darling is born with many powerful innate abilities, but humans need to practice hard and use the special effects of various exercises to make up for it.
"What secret did you hear and you are going to be chased all the way?" Qianye asked.
Sil looked at Qianye warily, and said slowly but firmly: "I can't tell you, and I won't tell anyone except the top of the peaks!"
Qianye smiled and said: "If it weren't for me, you would have died a long time ago. You can't tell this secret to the top of the peaks. And from what the vampire viscount just said, their holy son is already taking action. You really
Are you sure you don't want to tell me? This may delay the big event."
Sil still shook his head, "No! This secret can only be told to the top of the mountains!"
Qianye frowned slightly and tried to persuade him again. But no matter what Qianye said, Xier only said one sentence repeatedly: "This secret can only be told to the top of the mountains."
Most werewolves are like Sil, extremely stubborn, not able to adapt at all, and sometimes even seem a little stupid. Because of this, they will be the best warriors on the battlefield, but it is difficult to become an excellent commander who leads the army, and they are not suitable to cooperate in managing a party.
lord.
People like William are completely alien among the werewolves.
Right now, even if he kills the werewolf boy, he still can't figure out the secret. But Qianye doesn't care much about this so-called secret. The vampires and demons in the dark race like to play conspiracies and intrigues all the time, especially this one.
It sounded like a shady matter. What the werewolf boy heard was a big secret to him, and the true meaning may not matter at all.
Qianye didn't intend to force Xier, but just said: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. That's all I can help you."
Sil's eyes flickered, he looked at Qianye, and suddenly said: "I can tell you the information about Count Stuka."
Qianye was startled, "Why do you think I'm interested in the count's news?"
"You are so powerful. You must be a big shot among humans. You are definitely not a hunter or adventurer. A person like you suddenly appears here alone. Who else is worthy of your attention hundreds of kilometers away except Count Stuka?
?I don’t think the other viscounts would put it in your eyes.”
Qianye smiled slightly. This werewolf boy was unexpectedly smart. Although he had a lot of stubborn persistence, he couldn't help but feel more fond of him in his heart.
This time, two bottles of spirits appeared in Qianye's hand, and he threw one over, "Then let's talk about it?"
Most dark races like to drink, and Sil is no exception. However, he glanced at the vampire corpses on the ground and asked hesitantly: "Is it right here? What if other vampires come after me in a while?"
Qianye said nonchalantly: "As long as it's not that Earl, it doesn't matter. If they come, it will save me some trouble." At this moment, he still had two bullets made by the master and three specially made by the Song Dynasty.
Refined Silver Fierce Sun Bullet. Coupled with the suppression of one's own blood energy, as well as the bonus of Twin Flowers and Original Wings, one or two low-ranking viscounts of the Vampire Race really can't be taken seriously.
Xier was aroused by Qianye's calm tone. He found a big rock and sat down, then told all the secrets he knew.
Stuka is the Nerubian Earl who rules this area. He is only the lowest count. According to the Nerubian standard, his age is approaching the end of the line. In the final stage of life of the Nerubian race, instead of continuing to increase in strength, it may begin to
Decline, it is said that Stuka should have started to select a successor long ago to inherit his title and territory.
Most of the dark races have long lives and respect the strong. Therefore, when they enter their twilight years, most of them will choose to transfer their power and resources to the most outstanding descendants. They will either quietly wait for the end of their lives, or enter a long sleep.
, to delay the arrival of death.
But except for the blood race, if other dark races want to enter sleep, they must either have the strength of a duke or above, or possess a special secret method, and consume massive resources. No matter which one, the gap between Stuka is too far, and the only way is to obtain the essence of a powerful person.
A journey of blood.
But according to Schier, the Count of Stuka was obviously not willing to let his life go silent, so he actively participated in the affairs of the upper continent, hoping to do something for a certain big shot, so as to gain recognition and be rewarded with a few drops of blood.
The essence and blood from a truly powerful person has various miraculous effects. It can activate the blood of young descendants and heal fatal injuries. If used on Stuka, the most intuitive effect is to extend life.
In order to obtain the essence and blood of the superiors, Stuka did everything possible. Not only did he firmly hold all the resources on the territory in his own hands, he also desperately searched and exploited various vassals and tribes. Once someone disobeyed, he would call the earl.
Crazy revenge and bloody suppression.
Werewolves are a weak race in this area. Even the Holy Mountain where their ancestors rested was taken away by the Fengyang tribe. Naturally, they are full of hatred for the count. There are many tribes in a similar situation to Fengyang. Even the werewolves suffered like this. Those who
The fate of small races outside the four major races is even more miserable, and they are often hunted and expelled.
The entire earldom was actually in a state of turmoil.
This is good news that Qianye did not expect at all. He originally chose this place largely because the count did not have a strong heir. Without a strong leader, the resistance encountered after occupation would be much weaker.
Now it seems that the only obstacle to the westward advance is Count Stuka, who is approaching madness. As long as he defeats the Count, his seemingly powerful army will immediately fall apart. Moreover, Qianye feels that the closer he is to the end of his life,
The Earl of Spider Demon is less willing to fight for his life.
Xier took off a necklace of animal bones from his neck, handed it to Qianye, and said, "I owe you a life. This is my token. If you need help in the future, you can come to me with the necklace."
.Even if it requires a bloody battle, I will fulfill this promise."
Qianye suddenly smiled and said: "If I plan to drive away Stuka and replace him, will you help me? I will set aside a piece of land for you to live in."
Now, Sil was a little hesitant. Sharing territory with the human race? Although there are many such gray areas in the Realm of Eternal Night, even in the upper continent, it is still a bit unbelievable for the werewolf boy to make a contract with a human race.
Qianye was not in a hurry and waited patiently for Xier's decision.
The werewolf boy glanced at the vampire corpses on the ground. After a moment, his eyes became firm and he said, "As long as you promise to return the Holy Mountain to us and not slaughter my people, Sharp Fang will be on your side!"
"Okay, I promise you."
Silr cut his wrist open and poured the hot blood on the necklace. The beast's teeth immediately sucked the blood in, and his whole body turned dark red. This is the most sacred ceremony of the werewolf, and the promise made in this way requires the entire tribe to use it.
He has to defend his life. It seems that he has a very high status among the Fangs, otherwise he would not be able to easily decide the future of the entire tribe.
Xier handed the necklace to Qianye and said solemnly: "I don't believe in you, but I believe in Sir William and the top of the mountains. If one day I find that you have used the sharp teeth and failed to keep your promise, then
No matter how far apart the world is, no matter how many years have passed, I will find you and kill you!"
Qianye suddenly laughed and asked, "Do you think you can do it?"
The werewolf boy suddenly suffocated, and his aura immediately faded a lot. There was a huge gap in combat power between him and Qianye at the moment, and it would take at least several years of hard work to make up for it. But Qianye was very young even by the standards of the human race, that is to say
He has a long future, and by that time, who knows how powerful he will be.
However, there is no word fear in the werewolf's dictionary. Sil said very seriously: "If I can't kill you, then I will continue to fight until I die!"
Qianye sighed and said: "For William's sake, I can only tell you that excessive bravery is the same as stupidity."
"Werewolves have their own traditions and persistence!" Siel replied persistently.
After a while, Sil's physical strength and force power had recovered a lot, so the stubborn werewolf boy insisted on leaving by himself.
Qianye then cleaned up the battlefield and swept away all the valuable loot. Although none of the equipment, including Duras, was worthy of Qianye's liking, now he had Song Zining and Huzi Laodao in his hands.
With two trading lines, one clear and one dark, these vampire equipment are equivalent to gold coins.
After hearing Count Stuka's crazy behavior, Qianye became interested in the secrets told by Sil. Although the werewolf boy refused to tell, he actually revealed a key location, Qingfeng Mountain.
The vampires involved in this secret must still be there, waiting for Viscount Duras to return and answer his orders. As long as Qianye moves fast enough, they can be found in Qingfeng Mountain. According to Schier, there is no count among those vampires.
, which made Qianye even more interested in finding out.
Qianye unfolded the regional map, determined the direction, and rushed towards the settlement of the Fang Fang tribe.