Manticore dared to gather the group of stragglers and rogues, of course, he had his own trump card.
In fact, despite the guise of candor, Manticore does not share all the information he has with those other evil creatures.
He still has a lot of information in his hands.
For example, the hunters actually attacked people who had fragments of the black knight's wreckage.
Although it is not clear what method the other party used to confirm who owns the shards, there is no doubt that anyone who owns the shards is his target.
And Manticore itself also has a fragment, in other words, he was also the opponent's target.
Because there were vampire families like Emerson among those attacked—obviously, although the manticore is a relatively powerful monster, it is only a little stronger than ordinary vampires. If it is really plural, it must have more than three heads It is still very difficult for vampires to fight and win.
At least he himself didn't have the confidence to have anal sex with the vampire family with the Marquis in charge and win.
However, after gathering more than forty evil creatures, not only does he have the power to protect himself, but he even has the confidence to fight against the Emerson family in its heyday.
Even the guy who hunts supernatural creatures for shards is certainly no match for this kind of swarm.
But even if he is sure of victory, he can't be negligent - the manticore has survived to this day by virtue of this kind of vigilance.
After all, his purpose is to obtain all the black knight fragments by mastering this power. Dealing with the Hunter is only the first step of this plan. He needs a beautiful victory to make these evil creatures who are not united have a considerable degree of trust in him!
"As far as I know, that hunter seems to be very careful about not exposing himself. He never does it in daylight, nor does he act in places where there are many humans. This gives us considerable convenience. At the same time, I Guess that guy's target should also be fragments... In other words, we can use the fragments as bait to lure the other party into our trap step by step!"
As soon as his words came out, there was a little commotion among the evil creatures below.
To judge others by oneself, Manticore naturally knows what they are making a fuss about.
So he cleared his throat and continued aloud: "Please rest assured, I have no intention of letting you give away the fragments you hold. Of course, I am not good enough to take out my own fragments... But I just learned Where a piece of debris is, let us take that piece of debris as bait, and then reward the person with the greatest strength afterward?"
His proposal immediately gained the support of the evil creatures.
The manticore's eyes fell on a vampire in the corner.
That was the survivor of the Emerson family who had escaped from Xu Shenxing's hands, Creed Emerson—and it was the beginning of all this.
In fact, nearly half of Manticore's information was obtained from this guy.
"Are you sure the information is correct?"
When leaving the underground parking lot, Manticore approached Creed Emerson again and asked in a deep voice.
"Absolutely, I left the breath of my own blood on that piece of debris. I just planned to take a break and chase it back. I didn't expect that kind of thing to happen..."
Creed Emerson huddled in the shadows, his voice sounding a little eerie.
"That's good, don't worry, we will definitely be able to avenge you and your family."
Manticore then patted him on the shoulder, and said with a nice face.
"Hmph, I hope."
Creed Emerson replied with a cold snort.
Manticore just turned to leave—to him, Creed Emerson's indifferent attitude was normal, and if the latter suddenly became enthusiastic, he would feel that something was wrong.
But until he left, he didn't notice the sneer of disdain on Creed Emerson's face hidden under the cloak.
Do you want to defeat that monster with just these forty or so ragtags? It's ridiculous...
But without these miscellaneous fish, even if I want to avenge myself, I can't do it, so let's make use of them.
…
Brother Long is dancing the Great God.
To be precise, it was dancing the Great God on the rooftop of the tallest building in Jiangjin.
To be more precise, at the highest point of Jiangjin, through the rituals passed down from generation to generation by the dragon clan to enhance one's perception ability, so that one can perceive the location of his cousin's (or cousin's) Dragon Ball fragments.
He used this method to determine where the Dragon Ball fragments were.
Coupled with Gao Jue's strength as the Millennium Dragon, he could easily snatch the fragments from those foreign supernatural creatures.
With a height of nearly fifty floors, strong winds howl here all year round. In fact, except for the staff who install billboards, basically no one will come to this kind of place.
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped up from behind the building.
Ao Li immediately stopped his movements and looked at the person vigilantly.
"Are you the one who caused trouble in Jiangjin recently?"
After receiving the small report from the God of the Land, Xu Shenxing, who rushed over specially, asked with a grim expression.
"I didn't do anything wrong, I just cleaned up some foreign monsters, and I only did it in the dead of night, in a place with few people. Is there anything wrong?"
Ao Li replied neither humble nor overbearing.
"No, no, this is already troublesome, right?" Xu Shenxing complained immediately.
"Dragon Ball belongs to my younger brother, and I'm just returning our own things to their original owners. Is there something wrong with that?"
Ao Li continued to argue.
Xu Shenxing thought about it, and felt that it would be too troublesome to persuade the other party.
So he simply beat Ao Li again.
"To, at least give me a reason to be beaten..."
Lord Dragon King, whose nose was bruised and face swollen by Lao Xu again, wanted to cry but had no tears.
I don't know what the hell is going on with this wound, and it can't be healed with magic...
"I just want to warn you, don't mess around all the time."
Old God Xu replied in a down-to-earth manner.
"Wait a minute, I don't think you are the only one who has the right to say that I am messing around!"
"Huh?" Xu Shenxing pinched his knuckles.
"No, nothing."
Ao Li immediately faltered.
"In short, it seems that some crooked fruit monsters have gathered recently, intending to trick you, so don't be foolish and run into it."
After finishing what he had to do, Lao Xu walked to the edge of the roof, and before Ao Li could speak, he jumped down against the howling wind.
——After being photographed, Jiang Jin suddenly became popular with the urban ghost story of "someone jumped off the building but couldn't see the body", which is another story.