Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-five encounters on a narrow road
bsp;The old man suddenly raised his head and glanced at the captain and said, "Old Bearded Dao will not lie to us."
The captain breathed a sigh of relief and spread his hands to Qianye. Qianye just smiled and didn't care.
The old man picked up the twin flowers and carefully stroked every line on them while muttering: "In our eyes, there are only two kinds of people: those who are one's own and those who are not one's own. Even the real vampires are not It prevents you from becoming your own person.”
Qianye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, but said nothing.
The old man looked over the revolver several times and said, "There should be another gun, right?"
Qianye was a little moved at this, so he took out another twin flower and placed it on the table. This time the old man picked up the right revolver, looked at it casually, and handed it back to Qianye.
The old man reached out and rummaged through the mountains of debris on the workbench, and finally took out a rusty iron box, placed it under the light beam of the spar lamp, and slowly opened it at the right angle. Judging from his precious look, it seemed as if the box contained the most precious gems in the world.
The lid of the box was opened, and the inside was covered with yellow silk cushions. Like the appearance of the box, it looked very old. On the silk cushion lay a silver bullet.
The workmanship of this bullet is very exquisite. The silver shell is thick and the reflected light seems to flow. It is actually mithril. It is covered with fine and complex lines, and there are even several symbols that look like runes.
When he only saw the lines, Qianye was still surprised that there were magic-breaking mithril bullets in this small place, but after adding these symbols, he became suspicious.
Those who can use runes in the Force array have surpassed masters and can be called giants. Back then, there was only one such craftsman among the Red Scorpions. Looking at the old man's appearance and the surrounding environment, Qianye couldn't believe that this old man would be a master who could use the rune array.
The old man didn't care what Qianye was complaining in his heart. He stared at the silver bullet with bated breath with a fanatical and sacred expression. Then he suddenly raised his head, pointed at the silver bullet, looked at Qianye, and uttered this sentence from his withered lips: "This thing is called a bullet!"
Qianye suddenly had the urge to vomit blood. Of course he knew it was a bullet, and he could also go into more details, such as magic-breaking mithril physical bullets.
But looking at the old man's unshakable eyes, Qianye gave in helplessly and said, "Okay, it's a bullet."
"It's yours. Remember, don't use it until you save someone's life." After saying that, the old man closed the lid of the box, held the iron box in both hands, and handed it to Qianye.
Until he left this small town called Dog Paw, Qianye was still thinking about how this bullet could be worth a hundred gold coins.
This was a ridiculous price, but under the old man's gaze, Qianye paid in a daze along with other ammunition he had ordered long ago. If it has any value, it probably lies in the patterns and symbols engraved on it. If the lines can be more exquisite, it might still have some artistic value.
Qianye smiled bitterly and reached out to touch his chest. The bullet was now in his jacket pocket.
No force fluctuations were revealed from the iron box. The rusty iron box is certainly not a crystal box that can isolate the force, nor is it the force magazine of the Imperial Regiment. The iron box has no barrier effect at all. Therefore, the lack of any force fluctuations on the bullet can only mean that this is a blank physical bullet that still needs to be infused with force.
Qianye shook his head and refused to think about this episode. There was a limit on the number of weapons he could carry on a cross-continental aerospace boat. At least he was able to replenish his ammunition in such a remote place.
In addition, those gunpowder bullets and physical force bullets look quite normal, but a mithril bullet, regardless of whether it really has the function of destroying demons, the mithril material is not compromised, so the result is not bad. Although Qianye is still a little doubtful whether this flashy-looking Force bomb can really infuse the Force.
Qianye remembered that before leaving, he asked the old man how to address him, and the old man said, "Just call me Master."
What an impolite answer, Qianye thought, twisting the handle of the motorcycle hard. The roar of the locomotive engine suddenly increased. The old Leihu trembled and panted, dragging his heavy body somewhat violently, all the way away.
Although Thunder Tiger is old, its leather is still durable. It didn’t start spitting out black smoke until it had been driven for hundreds of kilometers, as if it was protesting to go on strike.
The Jinghuo Plain is a branch with unique landforms in the Nianqing Mountain System in the Western mainland. Due to the terrain, this area rarely receives rainfall, and the surface is extremely dry, presenting a dry desert.
But over the rugged barrier-like mountains is the Taihang Mountains with magnificent scenery, so there are actually many underground rivers flowing through both sides of the mountains. So there are the sources of growth of towering trees in the wilderness, and where there are trees, there is often a small oasis.
Qianye looked ahead and saw a giant tree with a canopy-like canopy not far away. He adjusted his direction and headed straight for the big tree.
Sure enough, a small oasis soon came into view, and there was even a small clear spring in the middle. Seeing the spring water, Qianye suddenly became energetic and his fatigue was swept away. He rushed directly to the spring, picked up the clear water and drank it in a big gulp.
After drinking, Qianye wiped his face briefly, filled Lao Leihu with water, and filled the power furnace with enough black stone powder, preparing to rest here for a night before continuing on the road. Judging from the map, it would take him more than a day to get out of this extremely arid wasteland and enter the Taihang Mountains.
The Qin Empire, dark races, and rebels coexist on the Western Continent. Especially in recent years, wars have been raging, the situation is chaotic, and wars are everywhere. Due to the presence of the rebels, in the territories controlled by the empire, inspections at every checkpoint are extremely strict to prevent spies from sneaking in.
Qianye enters the Western Continent from the Silent Fire Plains through the gray zone channel, which is an excellent shortcut. And until you cross the Taihang Mountains, it's a no-man's land, and of course there are no checkpoints.
Of course, he still had a full set of identity documents with him, which Song Zining had prepared. In this set of documents, Qianye was described as a lieutenant of the main army of the empire, but he was injured in a battle. From then on, his strength The damage was so great that he had to retire. The file format is neat and all Force seals are available, so even experienced users can't find any faults.
As for verification, in this era where all the major legions keep their own information, even the emperor's power cannot figure out the details of a small lieutenant in the legion. Unless Xingwen went to the original army to transfer files, but with Yin Qiqi's experience in appointing lieutenants of the 17th Army, maybe this set of officer information was recorded in the original army's files.
Qianye drew an arc on the map with his finger, passed through the mountainous area in front, and officially entered the Zhao clan's territory. Several provinces on the Western Continent were taken over by generations of ancestors of the Zhao family from the dark races, and the towering Yanyunguan Pass was built at the junction of the territories to resist foreign enemies. According to imperial tradition, these provinces are the ancient territories of the Zhao clan. This has been passed down for thousands of years, gradually laying the foundation for the powerful clan.
The Forgotten Mountains mentioned in Darul's diary should be the landmark name of the dark race. Judging from the location, it is the Taihang Mountains in front, and the place where the gift is located is a core city close to the Zhao clan.
Qianye closed the map, unloaded the luggage from the Leihu motorcycle, and prepared to set up a tent on the oasis for the night. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart. He straightened up, faced the direction of the night wind, and took a deep breath. Take a breath.
The night wind in the highlands has a unique scent. Most of it is the fierceness brought from the Silent Fire Plains, mixed with a little of the abundant life breath of the herbaceous plants on the other side of the mountain range. However, what occupied Qianye's entire attention was a wisp of sweet fragrance. When it hit his nose, it immediately aroused his strong hunger.
That is the taste of blood, pure, sweet and full of power!
The first thing Qianye thought of was not to hide or escape, but to make a surprise attack and devour such delicious food. He immediately broke away from his thirst for blood and ducked behind the giant tree. His pupils turned a little dark red and he activated his dark vision.
A group of black-clad warriors walked out of the distant night. They walked with a sense of unscrupulous disregard for danger, and did not restrain themselves at all. The leader was actually a warrior, and the weakest warrior was at least level five.
There are ten warriors in this team, all of them are vampires, but they are wearing imperial uniforms. This level of camouflage cannot escape the eyes of a truly powerful person as long as it enters the field of vision, but it can still reduce some unnecessary trouble when passing through human-controlled areas.
They saw the giant tree from a distance, so they adjusted their direction and ran towards this side.
Qianye's heart skipped a beat and he immediately knew something was wrong. The oasis was so small and the wasteland was unobstructed. There was no hiding place at all. As for the traces of him getting water and setting up camp, there was no time to clean up.
He made a prompt decision, threw his luggage onto the Thunder Tiger, started the antique-level motorcycle, and fled deep into the wilderness.
The roar of the thunder tiger could be heard far away in the night, immediately attracting the attention of the team of vampires, and all eyes were swept over in an instant. In the eyes of strong or weak dark warriors, a point of light is quickly escaping from their destination.
"Lord Zaren, you are a human being. It seems that you have discovered us." A young female knight from the Vampire clan said.
The leader of the Vampire Viscount looked gloomy and said impatiently: "It's just a small trouble. You two will catch up and kill him, and the rest will go to the oasis to rest. We will continue to set off in an hour."
The two blood knights responded to the order, turned into two wisps of faint smoke, and chased Qianye.
After a while, a small camp was built on the oasis. Zaren did not rest, but stood in front of the spring water, thinking quietly.
The Dame walked to Zaren, lowered her voice, and said: "Lord Zaren, what is our goal this time?"
Their team has been walking on the plateau for several days, seemingly aimlessly. Occasionally they encounter individual human races and let them go as long as they are not discovered. This is extremely inconsistent with Viscount Zalen's normal temperament and style.
Zaren took out a red crystal pendant and injected blood into it. The red crystal was immediately activated, projecting a palm-sized map in the void above, with an area clearly marked in bright red.