When sending everyone away and being alone, Song Zining's face was extremely serious. He knew very well that Xu Lang's heart was higher than the sky, and the Nangong family could not easily control him. There might be someone behind him, or there might be another reason. Either way, under the current situation, it was not a good thing.
Song Zining pondered for a long time, dismissed his distracting thoughts, and began to concentrate on preparing for the battle. There must be a fierce battle next, and there will be more than one. Commanding battles is not something Qianye is good at, Song Zining is going to take it on himself.
But, why has there been no news about that disaster for so long, did something really happen? Thinking of the vague scene foreshadowed by the Three Thousand Floating Leaves Art, Song Zining's eyebrows involuntarily frowned again. It was a boundless world of darkness, only a faint golden light flickering like sparks, like an unyielding will, sticking to it with difficulty and stubbornness.
Qianye is currently walking through the black forest. He jumped more than ten meters, bounced from one big tree to another big tree, his feet never touched the ground, his speed was much faster than before, but it was silent.
The Black Forest is actually not that wide, only a few hundred kilometers in radius. After it died, it lost the power to distort time and space, and Qianye soon walked to the edge.
In front of you is a rolling mountainous area, and in the distance there is a majestic mountain range that reaches straight into the sky. The land is full of rivers and rivers, and there are deep valleys and canyons. The terrain is extremely complicated. However, in Qianye's real vision, the origin force in this area is much richer than other places, and it is also more pure and lively.
The rich and lively environment of the original force almost certainly means that the cultivation will be easier and easier, and it also means that there are more resources buried in this land. Coupled with the extremely complex terrain in this area, it is a natural battlefield.
Qianye has no idea what this place is, and there is no corresponding place on the map of the war zone in his memory. It is very likely that he has already penetrated into the hinterland of the Dark Territory.
He looked up at the sky, and the Iron Curtain remained above his head, indicating that he was still in the bloody battlefield. But this doesn't mean anything, the Iron Curtain covers too much area, and it is said that since its generation, it is still expanding little by little in some directions.
Qianye chose a direction at random and walked along the edge of the forest. Although he didn't know where he was, but based on the previous location, he was probably in the territory of the dark kingdom at this moment, and there was always nothing wrong with being careful.
However, the situation in this area is quite calm. After walking like this for half a day, Qianye only saw a few battles, which was not at all like the fierce battles in the Heiliu City area.
These few battles were all internal fights of the dark race, and Qianye had no intention of participating, so he quietly bypassed the battlefield and continued to move forward. Not long after, a small town appeared at the end of his line of sight.
The town is not big, and the buildings are even more low and crude. It is simply a larger settlement. However, the whole town has a prosperity that is not commensurate with its size. There are people passing through inside, and there are large tents set up outside the town walls. It is obvious that there are too many people who come to the town and there is no place to live, so they simply camp in the open air.
Most of the people in and out of the town are dark races, but strangely, there are also many human race activities. At this time, a group of human warriors appeared from the mountains in the distance and walked straight to the town. They are well-equipped and uniformly dressed. They are obviously a team of a big family, and their strength is not weak.
Under the iron curtain, this team of people appeared in the vision of the dark race, and logically speaking, it must be a life-and-death struggle. However, the battle that Qianye expected didn't happen. The dark race that came in and out of the town just glanced at them. Their eyes were guarded and indifferent, but they were also enthusiastic.
In the end, the group entered the town unscathed, and then Qianye saw several human races leave, all with excited faces, as if they had gained a lot.
Such a scene immediately reminded Qianye of the tulip market that he and William had visited. It seems that here is a similar place. The bloody battle did not damage this gray area, but it became more prosperous, which only shows that the benefits here are greater than the military achievements of the bloody battle.
Qianye knew it well, tidied up his clothes, left the forest, and ran towards the small town. He decided to enter the town as a vampire to have a look, the transaction was still secondary, mainly to confirm where he was now.
It is relatively rare for someone like Qianye to appear alone. Whether humans or dark races are far or near, they will take a few more glances, and their eyes are a little strange. The so-called safety in the gray area is only relative. No matter who comes here or leaves, there are always valuable things on him. The real security depends on one's own strength.
Whenever he sensed that someone was paying attention, Qianye would stare back at him coldly, without showing any sign of weakness. He is a newly promoted Viscount at this moment, looking at the entire Eternal Night camp, he has officially stepped into the upper class. With such strength and status, it would be strange to show weakness.
This small town is indeed a mixed bag. Back then, there were only two viscount-level dark warriors sitting in the tulip market, and there were more than one viscount active around here. After colliding with Qianye's eyes, most of them would release their breaths, demonstrate to each other and then leave. This is a fairly common way of greeting strangers in the Eternal Night camp.
When they reached the gate of the town, two werewolf guards greeted them. Facing the questioning of the two guards, Qianye didn't say anything, but let out a little breath, and the two werewolf guards were immediately shocked.
The werewolf guards were in awe, took a step back to show respect, and then briefly introduced the rules of the town, which were nothing more than a few rules such as no private fighting in the town, and fighting outside the town.
Now that he came to the gray market, Qianye decided to take a good look. The last time I went to the gray market with William, but changed to a black titanium annihilation bomb, which played a decisive role in the subsequent battles.
Now that Qianye condenses the blood core, he can perfectly hide his human identity, which is safer than having William lead the way last time, so what are you afraid of.
Walking into the gate of the town, the hustle and bustle suddenly came.
The town is extremely lively, the streets are full of people, and the degree of congestion is comparable to the bustling commercial streets of the imperial capital. The original houses on both sides of the street have been converted into shops, and the shop owners include humans and dark races. And it is rare to see the situation in the last gray market where newcomers are deceived and conflicts may break out at any time. Everyone is very busy, coming in a hurry, negotiating a deal in a hurry, and leaving in a hurry.
Transactions are going on anytime and anywhere. In the streets and alleys, people talking about business can be seen everywhere. There are many humans and werewolves walking side by side, which is even more exaggerated than the street scene of the tulip market.
Qianye walked with the crowd for a while and came to a shop. This store was obviously originally the residence of the aborigines, and a wall facing the street was removed and it became a storefront. There are not too many people in the small shop, and there are mainly a few human races running the shop.
What interested Qianye was the strange sign on the store's signboard, which looked like a dragon and a snake. The symbol of the empire is the Soaring Snake, and all the family emblems that are somewhat similar to the Soaring Snake are somewhat related to the imperial family. Although it is impossible to tell whether this pattern is related to the Teng Snake, there are three points of similarity.
When Qianye walked into the store, a middle-aged man behind the counter asked without looking up, "Race?"
"Oh... blood race."
"Nobility?"
"This... the newly promoted third-class viscount." Qianye had never seen such a weird way of doing business, so he decided to tell the truth.
Hearing the viscount, the middle-aged man finally raised his head and glanced at Qianye, then nodded his head to show respect, that's all the etiquette.
Then he lowered his head again and said in the same cold tone: "Do you want to deal with humans or other holy blood races?"
Qianye hesitated for a moment and said, "I have a feud, and I'm also a blood clan."
"Silver Lieyang Bullet, ten blood crystals each, it's not a problem to kill the third-class viscount with one. If you think it's not enough, I also have a good product specially provided by the Song Clan, fifteen blood crystals, only one, no Counter-offer."
Qianye suddenly took a deep breath. He didn't expect that such an inconspicuous small shop would sell Lieyang bullets made by the Song Clan. Back then, when he was a blockbuster in the Song Clan Exam, what he got was only three silver refining bullets, and later he saved his life by relying on them.
The middle-aged man didn't wait for Qianye's response, he looked up at him, his tone was a little more indifferent, and said: "If you don't have money, then there are magic-breaking mithril bullets, mass-produced models, one blood crystal and two, how much do you want?" As many as you have, the minimum price is five. If you don’t have any money, then the next one, this store does not do small business.”
Qianye is out of ammunition and food at this moment, and all the self-defense weapons on his body are exhausted. He picked up a lot of blood crystals and black crystals in the Black Forest. He didn't hesitate anymore, took out twenty blood crystals and put them on the counter, saying, "Two alchemy silver bullets."
The middle-aged man was a little surprised. He took a deep look at Qianye, then turned around and walked in. After a while, he came out, put an inconspicuous wooden box on the counter, and then swept all the blood crystals into a rag pocket , put it away.
Qianye opened the wooden box and saw that there were indeed two Alchemy Silver Bullets inside. Inside the inconspicuous box, there is also a force array that can isolate the outside world to slow down the decay speed of the Alchemy Lieyang Bullet.
Qianye was very satisfied and wanted to ask for a few more blood crystals, but unfortunately there were not many blood crystals at hand. And the middle-aged man has already started waving away people: "If you have no money, the next one! My time is precious!"
After leaving the small shop, Qianye was still a little unbelievable that he was able to exchange for two silver refining bullets. Walking around the street again, Qianye exchanged the remaining blood crystals for a few blood force grenades from a blood clan viscount, and was finally satisfied.
Qianye was more interested in this gray market, so he was not in a hurry to leave. He turned around a few times and saw a dilapidated but overcrowded bar, so he squeezed in. To inquire about news, no matter which country you are in, the bar is always the best place.
There was almost no place to stay in the bar, and the smell of tobacco, alcohol and perfume was everywhere. When Qianye came in, most of the people were half drunk.
A pub is a place to indulge, and the Gray Bazaar is no exception. Many women are dressed extremely revealingly, and some of them even have a few strips of cloth wrapped around their bodies, revealing everything that should be exposed and what should not be exposed. Three of the four major dark races are in humanoid form, and their aesthetics are surprisingly consistent. Only the Nerubian is a different kind.
However, in such a crowded small bar, the nerubians couldn't squeeze in at all, except for the one behind the bar. That's right, the owner of this small bar called Doomsday Twilight is a nerubian.