The eye-catching white stripe on the nerubian's stomach immediately lost a piece, and a deep hole appeared, green and yellow body fluids gushed out, like rain in the air.
Such injuries are serious, but not fatal. Nerubians are equally tenacious in their vitality. Even if their entire abdomen is cut off, a new one can grow out after a while. But what Qianye fired just now was a pre-filled physical bullet mixed with blood energy. As soon as the blood energy attracted by the abundant dark force entered the wound, he began to eat it. After struggling a few times, the spider demon completely lost the ability to move. .
Qianye ran and changed positions calmly.
The machine guns on the truck spit out flames and began to shoot indiscriminately, raining bullets into the air. Seeing that Qianye shrugged, this range is meaningless. Except for the vampires, the dark races rarely have snipers at a distance of more than 500 meters. Obviously, this coalition of werewolves and nerubians is no exception. Then it will be Qianye's home game.
Qianye ran to the next sniper spot, and the Eagle Shot aimed at the spider monster that was crawling out of another truck. At a distance of less than five hundred meters, the Nerubian's huge body was an eye-catching living target. After killing this nerubian, only the werewolf Bent, a level five fighter, remained in the team.
Although there are a lot of third- and fourth-level werewolves, wargs, and sword spiders that are quite troublesome, this battlefield is quite good, secluded and quiet, and there will be no passers-by in a short period of time. Qianye has enough room to move around. The soldiers ate it bit by bit.
Not surprisingly, that spider demon also fell under Qianye's gun. The increased power of Eagle Strike can be seen from the end of this nerubian. Its entire abdomen has disappeared, only the upper body is not completely dead, but the weaker and weaker wriggling is still close to death. Far.
Next, it was Bent.
The tall werewolf finally realized that standing still would only make him a living target. He stood on the roof of the car, slapped his chest with both hands, let out a long howl, then bowed down and leaped towards Qianye's position like lightning.
Behind it, all the werewolves followed closely. The distance of hundreds of meters can be reached in the blink of an eye for them. The werewolves sprinted back and forth, constantly advancing in a zigzag route, and this running method didn't affect their speed much.
Human snipers have always been a huge threat to the dark race, because of their racial characteristics, except for the vampires, other dark races are not very proficient in using force weapons. However, during the Millennium War, the dark race had already had its own way of dealing with human snipers.
Werewolves rely on short-distance speed and flexible evasion to pounce directly. Blood clans will combine charge and fire suppression, while nerubians spew spider webs to cover sniper positions, squeeze the escape space of snipers little by little, and finally turn them into sword spiders belly food.
But this time, the werewolves were not facing ordinary human snipers.
Qianye easily locked Bent, the huge brown-haired werewolf, and pulled the trigger. The original force bullet whizzed out again, and its landing point was the position in front of Bent's left side. At this moment, the werewolf made the next evasive action, moving sideways, and bumped himself into the original force bullet.
Half of Bent's body disappeared in an instant, and the rest of his body rolled in the air, flying a long distance before hitting the ground with a plop. The unyielding werewolf was still struggling, and even roared loudly and powerfully, but its injuries were beyond repair.
The rest of the werewolves didn't back down because of the leader's fate, they had rushed to a distance of less than 100 meters. Only then did Qianye put down the Eagle Strike, pulled out the Twin Flowers, raised his hand flat, and even aimed at it casually.
When the illusory flowers bloomed side by side in the air, two werewolves fell in a pool of blood. The Twin Flowers with their full power could kill a werewolf with only a single blow.
After two shots, ten werewolves had surrounded Qianye. Behind them, there are still a large number of wargs and sword spiders coming one after another.
The eyes of the werewolves showed cruelty and greed for meat. In their view, a captured human sniper is a plate of delicacy rich in force. Human snipers are notoriously weak in close combat no matter how high their level is. The werewolves didn't notice that the human snipers on the opposite side looked at them like they were sizing up their prey.
Qianye calmly put the Twin Flowers in the holster, pulled out the shining fangs with his backhand, and injected the original force and blood energy together. The pattern of this vampire dagger lit up again, but this time it revealed a rich blood-colored light, lingering on the edge, exuding a chilling aura.
A strong wind with a fishy smell suddenly blew from Qianye's back. He whirled around in a low body, swung his cross-arm, and his fangs shone brightly, drawing a bright trajectory like bloodstains in the air, sweeping across in an instant!
A werewolf rushed over from Qianye's side. But instead of landing smoothly, it tumbled uncontrollably. Along the way, the wolf's head fell off, one front paw, another front paw, the incision was extremely clean.
Qianye looked at the saber in his hand with some surprise. Just now, he swung it horizontally. There was not much reaction force from the blade, but he chopped off the werewolf's front paws and head at the same time. The shining fangs are so sharp!
Only in the hands of the viscount of the blood clan can this kind of five-level melee force weapon fully exert its full power, that is to say, it is a weapon belonging to the dark warrior. Qianye didn't expect that his blood energy could restore the true power of this saber.
With Shining Light Fang in hand, the battle became much easier. Every swing of Qianye will be accompanied by the werewolf's limbs flying. The crude leather armor on these werewolves, as well as their sturdy and sharp minions, are all as fragile as paper under the fifth-level sword.
In the blink of an eye, the werewolf fell to the ground, and a sword spider appeared in front of Qianye. He fought vigorously, flying the dagger, first cut off the two forelimbs of the sword spider, and then stabbed the sword spider's disproportionately small head. After doing all this, Qianye realized that he was not doing the work of a hunter at the moment, and there was no need to bring back the limbs of the dark race.
The last two surviving werewolves have lost the courage to fight again. They backed away slowly, then suddenly turned and ran.
Qianye did not pursue, but said to himself: "A group of idiots, also want to take advantage of the transaction? Don't look at what you are!" Qianye's voice was not high, but I can be sure that with the werewolf's keen perception, it is inevitable He listened to all the words.
From the beginning of scouting the trading point, Qianye deliberately distributed and left traces of blood energy, the original purpose was just to add a layer of camouflage. Just now when he swung Shining Fang, he saw strange suspicion and resentment in the werewolf's eyes, so his heart moved, and he added this sentence to that layer of camouflage. As for what the two werewolves would say after they fled back, and what kind of disturbance they would cause, that was not what he cared about.
However, Qianye did not expect this level of provocation. He was not good at this kind of skill, and he was more willing to face the enemy on the frontal battlefield.
It was only a matter of time before the remaining wargs and sword spiders were cleaned up, and several dying nerubians were also mended one by one by Qianye. After clearing the battlefield, Qianye had time to look at the commodities for this transaction.
He went to the back of a truck, crushed the coiled chain and lock, and opened the door. For a split second, Qianye was stunned.
In the rectangular carriage, dozens of people were crowded. More specifically, young men and women. Although they are depressed, they can still feel the vitality far stronger than ordinary people. Qianye also saw how many people were not wearing ordinary shackles on their wrists, but the shackles of the original force, which meant that they were soldiers who had awakened the original force? !
"You guys get down first, stand by the car and don't move around. Do you hear me clearly?"
The voice of Qianye's order was not very loud, and his tone was calm, but these people seemed extremely obedient, jumped out of the carriage one by one, and quickly formed a neat formation beside the truck. The speed of this whole team is no different from that of the regular army.
Qianye had an uncomfortable premonition in his heart. He frowned, and suddenly stopped an extraordinarily burly man, and tore open the sleeve at the man's shoulder. As a result, on his muscular upper arm, he saw a man made of a bayonet, a steel helmet and A tattoo made of poisonous snakes.
Qianye is no stranger to this pattern, so he asked in a low voice, "Sixty-fifth Legion?"
The man smiled wryly, and said, "It used to be. As for now, as you can see, I am a commodity."
Qianye nodded, opened the back compartments of several other trucks one by one, and called all the people inside. Except for two boys and girls between the ages of eight and twelve, the rest are young men and women under the age of thirty, and most of them are not bad in appearance.
To Qianye's surprise, he saw some familiar faces among this group of people. They were people who were rescued by Qianye from the blood clan's territory. Now, they actually reappeared on the trucks transported to the dark race area.
"What's going on here?" Qianye asked.
The young man obviously recognized Qianye, and he smiled wryly after being surprised, "We passed the quarantine smoothly, but that's not enough. Apart from planting some plants, we can't do anything else, at most we can only find some odd jobs. Slowly Yes, many people will no longer be able to support us. At this time, some members of the gang found us and said that the farms in the suburbs wanted to recruit experienced hands. However, as soon as they left the city, they changed their face and arrested us all. "
This situation is not too surprising. On the Evernight Continent, there are always too many people among the huge bottom population who have no fixed source of livelihood, and the most important thing for them every day is to find food for the next meal. This is an important source of the slave trade, and many people disappear every year for no apparent reason. For city managers, it can be regarded as eliminating a lot of troubles and hidden dangers, so most of them turn a blind eye to it.
The young man continued: "It is said that a big man of the blood clan named us as the main course of a feast of revenge. It seems to be a marquis."
"Marquis Ross?"
The young man said, "That's the name. I've heard those werewolves mention it several times."