The earl's roar made every blood clan tremble, which was the instinctive fear of the inferiors towards the superiors.
And the Earl's temper has never been very good. Whenever he is so irritable and angry, he needs to tear a few living bodies with his own hands to calm down. Most of the time it was human captives who were torn apart, but sometimes unlucky vampires were also sacrificed.
Originally, Wilder's strength was slightly stronger than that of the Devil's Fang, and correspondingly, the blood clan was also in a slightly stronger position in the Twin Cities. But not long ago, Councilman Ge Shitu of Yong Ye suddenly visited the Twin Cities. After a short rest here, he was going to the Dark Blood City of Humanity to handle a big event.
However, the congressman's whereabouts were somehow leaked, and he was intercepted by strong human beings outside the Dark Blood City. It is said that the famous gun Manjushahua, which had not roared for a hundred years, found its owner again, and the mysterious power of the Flower of the Styx hit hard Geshitu forced him to retreat hastily.
The members of the Eternal Night Council are big figures that Wilder desperately looks up to. He originally thought that this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to curry favor, but he didn't expect such a big mistake. After Geshitu came back, he was extremely furious, ordered a strict investigation of the leaker, and then left in a huff. From then on, Wilder knew that his impression in the congressman's mind had reached its lowest point.
Before the aftermath of this incident had passed, Luke Masefield came again.
This young Masefield was extremely arrogant, and he didn't give Wilder and Moya any good looks at all. Wilder can only be patient, because he is far inferior to this young demon in terms of strength and status.
Wilder heard about the young demons baiting through the blood feast, hoping to catch a big fish. The experienced vampire count instinctively felt something was wrong, but he couldn't stop it. He is deeply aware of the human empire's cruel revenge principle for the blood feast.
Originally, the earl only hoped that the young demons would have the strength to match his arrogance, and be able to block the next human revenge. But I didn't expect the human's counterattack to come so fast and so fiercely that the demon and his stronghold were wiped off the map in one fell swoop!
After receiving this news, Wilder immediately understood the seriousness of the problem. It doesn't matter what the young demon's name is, what matters is that his surname is Masefield! A Masefield actually died on his territory, and it was still in his tenure!
Wilder couldn't help feeling extremely headache, and really didn't know how to explain it to that huge family as towering as the Evernight Mountain Range. Can he say that young Masefield died entirely from his own arrogance and stupidity
And the last piece of information became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel's camel, causing Wilder to go completely berserk.
With a bang, the document was directly smashed in the face of a blood baron!
"A human hunter not only killed Benjamin and his clan under your noses, but also rescued dozens of raised humans! Moreover, he successfully fled back to the territory of the human race with those ordinary people who had no force at all. And killed the entire patrol team? Is this the army you trained? An army that costs me thousands of crystal coins every year?"
"That's just a hunter! One! How many levels can he have? Level 7 or level 8! Don't tell me, there are warlord hunters!" Wilder waved his hands and roared: "Go and find out! Put the old man of this daring guy Dig them all out! Then I don’t care what method you use or how much you pay, in short, send me his head! Go and contact our friends, they are useful at this time. Within a month, I will see To his head, did you all hear that?!"
At this moment, only Earl Wilder's roar echoed in the entire castle.
Qianye didn't know that his actions had such a huge impact that it could be tied with Masefield's death. And judging from the effect of provoking the opponent, it is even better.
After all, the one who can kill Masefield and the entire stronghold is definitely not an ordinary human strongman. Earl Wilder knew that he would die faster if he went. He was not even the opponent of the young Masefield. But a mere human hunter, who is not much more noble than a reptile, dares to run wild on the territory of the Twin Cities? And Benjamin is no ordinary blood lord.
Following Wilder's anger, the huge forces belonging to the Twin Cities moved into action, and one by one hidden chess ambushed among humans was also activated, trying their best to trace the hunter's origin.
A big net has been opened, surrounding Qianye from all directions.
At this time, Qianye was facing a new problem. The dozens of humans he rescued were stopped by the checkpoint of the expeditionary army.
"Who are you!" When the gate guard asked, these people who had never been to the Great Qin Empire were at a loss. At that moment, some people honestly said that they were originally slaves raised by the blood race, but they had just been rescued and escaped.
The expression of the sentinel of the expeditionary army changed immediately, he stepped back quietly, and suddenly shouted: "Be on alert!"
In an instant, the alarm bell rang, and there was a panic in the barracks next to the checkpoint. In less than three minutes, hundreds of soldiers rushed out and surrounded the dozens of survivors.
When Qianye arrived, he happened to encounter this scene.
"Stop!" Qianye yelled loudly, then ran at full speed, and asked the captain of the expeditionary force who was in charge of this checkpoint: "What's going on here?"
Although Qianye is a hunter, he is already level four. The captain of the expeditionary army was only at the second level, and for the sake of Qianye's rank, he barely explained a few words.
As soon as Qianye heard it, he knew that his previous worries had come true. The captain obviously regarded these people as blood slaves, or at least as suspects. According to the regulations of the expeditionary army, even if these people are not directly executed as blood slaves, they will be quarantined as suspects. The so-called quarantine means throwing them into black mines until they pass the observation period. The problem is that the observation period is often lifelong.
Imperial soldiers have a lot of discretion in judging blood slaves, especially in the expeditionary army. The great power can be simply summed up in one sentence: "You are what you are."
"They are not blood slaves!" Qianye tried to argue.
The captain had lost his patience, and said with a sneer, "What you say doesn't matter!"
"They were indeed raised by blood clans, but they were all bled and never bitten!"
The captain continued to sneer: "Who knows?"
Qianye suppressed his anger and said, "I rescued them from the blood clan, and ran with them for hundreds of kilometers, just to return and be killed as blood slaves?"
"Young man, you did the right thing!" A voice came from behind Qianye. It was a major with a gloomy face, and it seemed that he was also the highest officer of this level.
"However, I'm only referring to the part where you get them out. There's absolutely no point in taking them that far, you're putting yourself in unnecessary danger, just kill them on the spot. This kind of Keeping people around will only increase the strength of the blood race."
"They're human too!" Qianye said word by word.
The major looked at Qianye for a while, shrugged his shoulders, then glanced over the group of people who were still numb or cowering, and suddenly landed on the young girl. After carefully sizing it up, he showed a hint of an unclear smile, pointed at her, and said :"come here!"
The girl came out a little uneasy.
"You don't look like a blood slave, stand over there first!"
The girl became more and more uneasy. She could almost imagine what she would encounter next. In the Blood Manor, when guests came, they would occasionally be selected in this way. But compared with being alive, it seems to be nothing. She glanced at Qianye hesitantly, and walked towards the position designated by the major.
The major casually circled a few women around and asked them to stand next to the girl, then took out a cigarette, lit it, swayed it in front of Qianye, poked his shoulder blade hard, and said, "Well, boy! You saw it too, I let go of some of them, enough to give you face! Now, you can disappear!"
"What about the rest?"
"They? Of course they have to be quarantined for inspection first. If it is confirmed that they are not blood slaves, then we can make arrangements."
Qianye was very clear about the meaning of quarantine inspection, so he said coldly: "Let them go, I will find a way to arrange them."
"You arrange?" The major looked at Qianye with the eyes of an idiot, "What are you, can you arrange for them? If a blood slave is mixed into this group of people, you can take responsibility? If it weren't for you For the sake of my ability, I won't waste so much time with you! What are you! A bullshit hunter, in front of me, is almost like a wild dog!"
There was a murderous look in Qianye's eyes, but the major did not give in, and took two steps forward, almost sticking to Qianye, releasing his original force aura without reservation. This is also a fourth-level master.
Qianye said coldly: "You'd better put away this set of military tricks for me!"
The major suddenly laughed: "Who are you? Are you an aristocrat, a bastard from a wealthy family who can't fart, are you my boss? You are nothing! Why should I listen to you! Tell you, In this place, I will let it go! Dahei!"
A sergeant with a swollen face came out in response, knocked down a middle-aged man with the butt of his gun, and then pulled the trigger, pouring out a whole box of bullets, kicking up the dust on the ground, creating a cloud of smoke. The middle-aged man was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he lay on the ground without daring to move.
The major bit his cigarette, looked into Qianye's eyes, hooked his fingers at the sergeant, and said, "Next time, his marksmanship will surprise you. Come a few more."
The sergeant grinned grinningly and searched for the next victim in the crowd. He quickly spotted a handsome young man, hit him in the face with the butt of his gun, and said, "I hate these pretty people the most!"
The major waited expectantly for the next scream, but suddenly a fist magnified rapidly in front of his eyes, and then he felt as if he was hit by an ancient giant beast, and he flew backwards involuntarily.
Qianye smashed the major into the air with one punch, then reached out to grab his ankle, slammed it on the ground, and finally stepped on his abdomen!
Although the major has a strong body of level 4, he felt that he was run over by a loaded heavy truck just now, and he almost lost his breath. When he managed to slow down, a thick and cold steel pipe was inserted into his mouth mercilessly, reaching his throat!
The cigarette that was still burning was pressed deep into the throat and extinguished reluctantly.
The major finally saw the situation in front of him clearly. Qianye held an astonishingly long force gun in his hand, and the barrel of the gun was inserted into his mouth. He recognized this amazingly famous sniper rifle at first glance, Eagle Strike!
Don't say it's an eagle strike, but if you use any gunpowder sniper rifle and shoot directly in the mouth, no matter what body you are in, you will die beyond death.
All the expeditionary army checkpoint guards were stunned for a moment. The ruthless and invincible major in their hearts would be knocked down in one fell swoop.
Qianye said coldly: "Your level means nothing to me!"
The major could only make a humming sound. Fear finally appeared in the eyes of some expeditionary soldiers. They didn't recognize Eagle Strike, but they could tell that it looked like a sniper rifle. Experts like Qianye who used to use sniper rifles were always the scariest hunters. Of course, a behemoth like the Expeditionary Army can't be provoked by the other party, but if these grassroots officers were killed on the way home one night, the chiefs would not be interested in tracking it down.
Qianye slowly drew out the barrel of Yingjian and said, "Let them go!"
The major smiled wryly, and said: "Impossible! If we let them pass like this, once the higher-ups find out, all the brothers here will be sent to the cannon fodder camp. They must be quarantined and checked! Since you can use eagle strikes, you should know about this." At that time, he only felt that he was in bad luck. When he recognized the eagle strike, he knew that he had hit the iron plate. The adventurers, hunters, and mercenaries in the wasteland were indeed worthless, but whoever used these identities as a cover was god knows who was divine.
Qianye said indifferently: "Then what do you say?"