Hatred flashed across Xie Er's face, and he said: "Not long ago, a group of vampires came to Earl Stuka's underground castle, and later some of them occupied Qingfeng Mountain. I don't know what to do. For four hundred years, Qingfeng Mountain They are the holy places of our Fengya tribe, where the ancestors of every generation rest in peace! But with an order from Earl Stuka, the werewolves of our Fengya tribe cannot enter their holy places!"
Xier tried to calm down before continuing: "After I came back, I was so angry that I went up to Qingfeng Mountain secretly, wanting to see what those vampires were doing on the cemetery of our ancestors. I found a few vampires discussing secretly. They probably never thought that someone could get close, and I heard a lot of discussions. But when I was leaving, I was accidentally discovered, and they chased them all the way here."
Saying this, Ciel began to pant continuously. His wound was corroded by blood energy, and he was unable to recover with his own strength, and his injury continued to deteriorate.
Qianye glanced at the wound on his body, and asked, "Do you want me to treat the wound for you?"
Schill instinctively shrank back, then shook his head and said, "I need something to eat."
Qianye nodded, took out a few large pieces of dried meat as dry food, and threw it to the werewolf boy. After thinking about it, he threw a blood crystal over.
Xier devoured Qianye's food reserves for a week in three or five bites. Holding the blood crystal, he hesitated for a moment and finally swallowed it in one gulp. A moment later, the big wound on the werewolf boy's back rolled over a blazing dark force visible to the naked eye, and then the rolled flesh began to close slowly.
The effect of blood crystals on dark creatures is the same as that of black crystals on human cultivators, but the effect on blood races is particularly better. However, the powerful self-healing ability of the werewolf boy made Qianye a little envious. The dark race is indeed the darling of this world, born with many powerful innate abilities, while human beings need to practice hard and use various special effects of exercises to make up for it.
"What secret did you hear that you were going to be chased all the way?" Qianye asked.
Xier looked at Qianye vigilantly, and said slowly but firmly: "I can't tell you, and I won't tell anyone except the peaks!"
Qianye smiled, and said: "If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago, and you can't tell the peaks about this secret. And just now, according to the blood viscount, their holy son is already on the move. Are you really Are you sure you don't want to tell me? This may delay the big event."
Sil still shook his head, "No! This secret can only be told to the top of the mountain!"
Qianye frowned slightly, and tried to persuade him again. But no matter what Qianye said, there was only one sentence that Xier repeatedly said, "This secret can only be told to the top of the mountain."
Most of the werewolves were like Schill, extremely stubborn, inflexible, and sometimes even a little stupid. Because of this, they will be the best fighters on the battlefield, but they will hardly be good commanders who lead the army, and they are not suitable for the lords who manage one side.
Like William, he is completely different in the werewolf group.
Even if the werewolf boy is killed right now, the secret will not be revealed. However, Qianye doesn't care much about this so-called secret. Blood races and demons in the dark race like to play tricks, intrigue and intrigue all the time, especially such a shady thing, what the werewolf boy heard It was a big secret to him, and maybe its true meaning didn't matter at all.
Qianye didn't intend to force Xier, but said: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, that's all I can help you with."
Xier's eyes flickered, looked at Qianye, and suddenly said, "I can tell you about Earl Stuka."
Qianye was taken aback, "Why do you think I'm interested in the Earl's news?"
"You are so powerful, you must be a big shot on the human side, you will never be a hunter or an adventurer. Someone like you suddenly appeared here alone, and who is worth your attention besides Earl Stuka in the hundreds of kilometers nearby? ? I don’t think the other viscounts are enough in your eyes.”
Qianye smiled slightly, this werewolf boy was unexpectedly smart, although he had a lot of stubborn persistence, he couldn't help feeling more fond of him in his heart.
Qianye had two bottles of spirits in his hand this time, and threw one over, "Then tell me?"
Most of the dark races are good at wine, and Sear is no exception, but he glanced at the corpses of blood races all over the ground, and asked hesitantly, "It's here? What if other blood races chase after me?"
Qianye said indifferently: "As long as it's not the Earl who came, it doesn't matter. If they find it, it will save me some trouble." At the moment, he still has two bullets made by the master and three specially made by the Song Clan. Alchemy Silver Bullet. Coupled with the suppression of his own blood, as well as the bonuses of Twin Flowers and Primordial Wings, he really didn't take a low-level Viscount with two bloods into his eyes.
Xier was aroused by Qianye's calm tone, so he sat down on a big rock and told all the secrets he knew.
Stuka is the nerubian count who rules this area, he is only the lowest count, and his age is approaching the end according to the nerubian standard. As a race of Nerubians, at the final stage of their lives, instead of continuing to increase in strength, they may begin to decline. It is said that Stuka should have started selecting an heir long ago to inherit his title and territory.
Most of the dark races have a long life and respect the strong. Therefore, when they enter their twilight years, most of them will choose to transfer their power and resources to the most outstanding descendants. They will either quietly wait for the end of their lives, or enter a long sleep , to delay the coming of death.
But apart from the vampires, other dark races want to enter the slumber, or they must have the strength of a Duke or above, or have a special secret method, and consume a lot of resources. No matter which one, the gap between Stuka is too far, and the only way is to obtain the blood essence of the high-ranking powerhouse.
But according to Schiller, the Earl of Stuka was obviously unwilling to let his life go silent, so he took an active part in the affairs of the upper continent, hoping to do a good job for a certain important person, so as to gain appreciation and be rewarded with a few drops of blood.
Essence blood from a real superior has all kinds of miraculous effects. It can activate the blood of young descendants and heal mortal wounds. If it is used on Stuka, the most intuitive effect is to prolong life.
In order to get the blood of the upper class, Stuka did everything possible. Not only did he firmly grasp all the resources on the territory, but he also desperately searched and squeezed all the vassals and tribes. Once someone disobeys, it will invite the Earl's crazy revenge and bloody suppression.
Werewolves are a weak race in this area. The Fengya tribe even robbed the sacred mountain where their ancestors rested. Naturally, they are full of hatred for the Earl. There are many tribes in a similar situation as Fengya. Even the werewolves suffered like this, and the fate of the small races other than the four major races was even more tragic, and they would be hunted and expelled at every turn.
The entire county is actually in turmoil.
This was good news that Qianye hadn't expected at all. A large part of the reason why he chose this place was because the Earl didn't have a strong heir. Without a strong leader, the resistance encountered after occupation will be much weaker.
Now it seems that the only obstacle to the westward march is the Earl of Stuka, who is close to madness. As long as the earl is defeated, the seemingly powerful army under his command will immediately fall apart. Besides, Qianye felt that the closer the end of his life was, the more unwilling the Nerubian Earl would be to work hard.
Xier took off a string of animal bone necklaces from his neck, handed them to Qianye, and said, "I owe you my life. This is my token. If you need help in the future, you can come to me with the necklace." .Even if it takes a bloody battle to the death, I will fulfill this promise."
Qianye suddenly smiled and said, "If I plan to drive away Stuka and replace him, will you help me? I will set aside a piece of land for you to live in."
Now Sil is a little hesitant, sharing the territory with the human race? Although in the Eternal Night Domain, even in the upper continent, there is no lack of such gray areas, but for a werewolf boy, it is still a bit inconceivable to make a contract with a human race.
Qianye was not in a hurry, and waited for Xier's decision.
The werewolf boy swept across the blood clan corpses on the ground, his eyes became firm after a while, and he said, "As long as you promise to return the holy mountain to us and don't slaughter my people, then Feng Ya will stand by your side!"
"Yes, I promise you."
Xier slashed his wrist and poured hot blood on the necklace. The animal teeth immediately sucked in the blood, and the whole body turned dark red. This is the most sacred ceremony of the werewolves, and the promise made in this way requires the entire tribe to defend with their lives. It seems that his status in Feng Ya is very high, otherwise he cannot easily decide the future of the entire tribe.
Xier handed the necklace to Qianye, and said solemnly: "I don't believe in you, but I believe in His Excellency William, and I believe in the top of the mountains. If one day I find out that you have used Feng Ya and failed to keep your promise, then No matter the ends of the earth, no matter how many years have passed, I will find you and kill you!"
Qianye laughed suddenly, and asked, "Do you think you can do it?"
The werewolf boy was suffocated suddenly, and his aura immediately faded a lot. There is a huge gap in combat power between him and Qianye at this moment, and it will take at least a few years of hard work to make up for it. But Qianye is very young even by the standards of the human race, that is to say, he has a long future, and by that time, who knows how powerful he will be.
However, the word fear is not included in the werewolf dictionary. Xier said very seriously: "If I can't kill you, then I will continue to fight until I die!"
Qianye sighed, and said, "For William's sake, I can only tell you that excessive bravery is no different from stupidity."
"Werewolves have their own traditions and persistence!" Schill replied persistently.
After a while, Schill's physical strength and force recovered a lot, so the stubborn werewolf boy insisted on leaving by himself.
Qianye then cleaned up the battlefield and swept away the valuable spoils. Although including Duras, none of the equipment Qianye liked, but now he has two trading routes, Song Zining and Huzi Laodao, one light and one dark, and these blood clan equipment are equivalent to gold coins.
After hearing Earl Stuka's crazy behavior, Qianye became interested in the secret that Sil said. Although the werewolf boy refused to say it, he actually revealed a key location, Qingfeng Mountain.
The vampires involved in this secret must still be there, waiting for Viscount Duras to return. As long as Qianye moves fast enough, he can find them in Qingfeng Mountain. According to Schill, there was no earl among those blood clans, which made Qianye even more interested in finding out.
Qianye unfolded the area map, determined the direction, and rushed towards the settlement of the Fengya tribe.