On the side of the town near the swamp, there is an astonishingly large cemetery. At a glance, there are broken tombstones everywhere, more of them are graves, and there are no tombstones. There is no telling how many graves there are in this cemetery, at least tens of thousands.
Cemeteries have existed for at least a hundred years. Somehow, there was a tradition in Heimu Town, no matter who died nearby, the people in the town would spontaneously dig a grave for him there. People in the town will be buried here when they die. Over time, there is this spectacular burial place.
The low hills that rise and fall in front of you are a cold witness to the desperate struggle between human beings, the environment, and the dark race in this barren land for a hundred years.
Qianye quietly stared at the land in front of him, and after a while passed through the cemetery and walked into the black mud swamp.
The black mud swamp under the night was filled with a layer of faint gray mist. Even if Qianye had night vision ability, his field of vision was only tens of meters. The closer to the swamp, the clearer the strange stench seemed to be mixed with hundreds of unpleasant smells. The stench is unbearable to creatures outside the swamp, and the keen sense of smell is largely disabled.
The edge of the swamp has no obvious boundaries, and most of the place is like ordinary mud, covered with a thin layer of grass-like plants. It was no ordinary weed, and there were mosses and ferns growing together. The appearance is dense and flat, but the bottom is not a whole piece of land, but countless bottomless mud pits are hidden. Once ordinary people fall into it, they will not be able to climb out at all, and will be swallowed alive by the black swamp.
Of course, this kind of muddy terrain couldn't help Qianye. He stepped forward, his military boots treading the mud, walking steadily and quickly. If his feet suddenly became soft, Qianye's whole body would instantly become as light as nothing, and the black marsh would not even be able to cover the tops of his boots before being stepped on.
Qianye has received special terrain training, and learned from Hu Wei some experience in distinguishing whether the bottom is a deep swamp from the type of plants. Even so, with his eyesight, he can't avoid it every time. Whether it is on the ground or not, it can be seen that the terrain of the black mud swamp is harsh. Only the resilience and strength of senior fighters above level five can tolerate misjudgments and maintain freedom of movement under such circumstances.
Qianye walked for a while, then stopped suddenly, pulled out the multi-purpose saber from his waist, and dug out a black vine from the muddy water. He swung his knife to cut off a section of the vine, and the juice oozing from the cut turned out to be thick and scarlet, like thick fresh blood.
This is blood vine, a specialty of the Black Mire Swamp, and it is also an important ingredient in many medicines. One of its most famous auxiliary functions is that it can be compatible with various stimulants. After adding it, it can greatly increase the efficacy of the medicine. The formula of the elite legion stimulant basically contains blood vine ingredients.
This is one of the driving forces that attract a large number of scavengers and herb pickers to the Black Marsh. Such a length of blood vine in Qianye's hand can be sold for several gold coins even in Heiliu City. For scavengers, this is the ultimate wealth that can change their destiny.
The blood vine got its name not because of the bloody red juice, but because too many people sacrificed their lives to get it.
A strange buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the darkness, getting closer and closer, and some flying insects the size of fingers appeared continuously, flying around Qianye. These flying insects were attracted by the smell from the blood vine in his hand. They look like flying ants magnified several times, their mouthparts are extraordinarily ferocious, and the poisonous needle at the tail is indeterminate.
This kind of flying insect was very common in the past, but in the black swamp environment, its size was much larger than that of its kind, and its toxin became even more deadly. As long as the blood vine comes into contact with the air, it will emit a special smell, attracting flying insects around.
Experienced herb pickers will process the blood vine underwater and wrap it in a special medicine bag to minimize the emission of the smell. The less skilled scavengers wrapped themselves from head to toe in special leather suits and let the flying insects bite them. After all their poisonous needles were used up, the danger was over.
At this moment, Qianye raised his right hand slightly, and a ray of blood mixed with the original force sent out to his fingertips. The trajectory of the flying insects dancing in the air suddenly became chaotic, as if they had encountered a dangerous beast. Even though they were tempted by the smell of blood vines, they were warned not to get too close by instinctive fear.
But the danger doesn't stop with these flying insects. There was a puddle of muddy water at the root of a clump of ferns, and suddenly ripples appeared, and a faint black shadow suddenly shot out from under the muddy muddy water like an arrow. There was no warning at the time, it was faster than lightning, and the distance was so close that Qianye didn't even have time to dodge before he felt a pain in his calf, which then turned into numbness, and he lost consciousness in an instant.
It was a snake-like creature with a length of half a meter that leaped from the water. It had a sharp horn on its head, which was extremely sharp. With just such a pounce, it actually pierced through the intertwined defensive wires in the compartment of Qianye's military boots. The net pierced directly into the calf.
The horned snake is another danger that accompanies the blood vine. If flying insects mean fatal danger, the appearance of horned snakes is equivalent to death itself. Horned snakes have hollow horns, which are their blood-sucking organs. Moreover, the venom of the horned snake is deadly. At present, there is no special antidote except for the special snake venom serum used by the military. Once poisoned, one can only rely on physical fitness and force to resist.
Qianye's blood physique gave Qianye a natural resistance to biological toxins. The numbness brought by the horned snakes felt the knees and stopped moving up. It was obviously not fatal, but it still had an impact, which showed the intensity of the toxins. No wonder Hu Li said that those who entered the Black Mire Marsh were risking their lives.
Qianye remained unmoved abnormally. When the horned snake began to suck blood, the wound on his leg began to feel, and he could feel his blood flowing out continuously. And the horned snake's dark gray abdomen was becoming more and more bulging.
Qianye reckoned that the horned snake had sucked almost enough blood, so he relaxed the suppression of the blood energy in his body, a stream of ordinary blood energy rushed out of the heart, deftly found the blood that was flowing out, and sent out a breath mixed with it.
The horned snake suddenly bounced off Qianye's legs, and then rolled, thrashed, and struggled in the muddy water. In a blink of an eye, it froze on the surface of the water, half submerged and half floating, and never moved again.
To it, that blood energy is a poison that it cannot resist at all.
Qianye put away the blood vines, walked around again, and cleaned up most of the traces left by him. But if you observe carefully, you will find that the inconspicuous corners are not cleaned thoroughly, and you can still find something from the intermittent traces. As for the horned snake, Qianye didn't move and just let it stay there.
After looking around the scene again, Qianye felt satisfied, and then continued to walk deep into the black swamp. But this time his footsteps were much heavier, and he escaped from the deep swamp several times, leaving many marks behind.
At this moment, although Qianye looked normal, he was in a state of high vigilance. He activated the bloodline lurking, and intentionally controlled the blood energy in his body.
He had an intuition that the blood knight he saw in Black Mud Town not only did not leave, but even followed him into the Black Marsh. Even though he walked for so long, Qianye couldn't find any signs that he could be followed, but the faint sense of crisis never dissipated.
That was the reaction of the blood in Qianye's body to the power of Jazz's blood. Even if the other party restrained his breath later, Qianye couldn't find his true position, but that feeling remained. The possibility still exists.
After Qianye was attacked by the horned snake, he suddenly thought of a bold plan, and he didn't know if this arrangement would be useful to that high-ranking vampire. A vampire who dared to go so deep into the human territory and couldn't stay after being found was obviously an experienced veteran, so he might not be easily plotted against. However, Qianye wasn't anxious at all. The black mud swamp was very vast, and there was plenty of time and opportunities ahead.
Not long after Qianye left, the scene in a corner of the black swamp suddenly distorted, and a black shadow seemed to condense out of the void. His whole body was wrapped in a dark cloak, and the position of his eyes revealed a faint dark red light in the night. He knelt down and looked at the water in front of him.
From this angle, a faint footprint can be seen underwater. In an environment where the black swamp seems calm but there are undercurrents everywhere, the shallow footprints will disappear in a short time. This footprint has been left until now, which shows that the steps taken at that time were extraordinarily heavy.
Blood Sir didn't look forward, but looked back in the direction where the footprints came from, and then got up, his whole figure became blurred and distorted again, and he was a little floating, walking towards the place where Qianye came from as if losing weight.
After a while, he found the place where Qianye dug out the blood vine, and saw the horned snake still floating stiffly on the water. In the black swamp, the horned snake is the overlord. Even if it dies, no swamp creatures will approach it for a long time.
Blood Lord walked towards the horned snake, but when he was only a few meters away, his whole body was shocked and he stopped suddenly!
He slowly took off his hood, revealing his full head of silver hair and a clear and majestic face. The deeply drawn corners of his mouth and eagle-like eyes can make people feel the coldness and cruelty in his heart. But at this moment, his face was a little distorted, and a low, almost roaring moan came out of his throat vaguely, and even the blood-sucking fangs protruded from the corners of his lips.
Where he stared, a low bush grew. The trunk of the shrub is twisted, covered with sharp thorns, and a few sparse dark green leaves protrude from the top.
Jazz kept taking deep breaths, letting his sense of smell guide him, and slowly approached the bushes. Finally, he found the target, which was a drop of dried blood on the leaf.
Even though the blood has dried, the scent left on it is still so fragrant and sweet. So what should it taste like when it is still fresh
Sir Blood approached the blood drop, took another deep breath, then held his breath, closed his eyes, showing an intoxicated expression.