In the eastern part of the Longshan Imperial Capital, a block three streets away from the imperial palace, this is the residence of the top wealthy businessmen of the Longshan Empire. WWw. QuAnBen-XIaoShuo. COm
Just like other streets, today there are large groups of entertainers performing at the intersection of every street in this huge neighborhood where thousands of top wealthy businessmen live. Clowns, magicians, witches wearing ugly masks, as well as dancers, singers, wandering crystal ball fortune tellers, etc., all kinds of weird and weird entertainers were hired by the Longshan Empire at high prices to add luster to today's palace banquet.
When Lin Kaixuan crushed the crystal ball in his hand, he was on a stage at a crossroads, wearing simple leather armor and pretending to be performing a bloody love story between an aristocratic young master and a common girl. The actor was suddenly inspired. The sound of "clang" was endless, and nearly a hundred actors in the troupe tore off their bloated costumes at the same time, revealing tight-fitting leather armor and pulled out sharp weapons.
A few magicians who were teasing the passing children with "fireworks" and other small magic tricks suddenly changed their smiling faces. They waved their hands, and a wand emitting powerful magic waves suddenly appeared in their hands. . Along with the ear-piercing whistling sound, they devoted all their magic power, instantly inputting all the magic power into their wands, and used all their strength to release the simplest but most practical magic, 'Magic Missile'.
Hundreds of head-sized magic missiles of various types brought up long flame tails and whizzed towards the surrounding wealthy households. These magicians clearly have peak strength, and are only one step away from crossing the threshold of heavenly mages. Together, they were able to smash all the buildings on half the street to pieces in a short period of time.
And those actors jumped down from the stage one after another and emerged from behind the stage. They shouted the slogans of their mercenary group and killed the civilians on the street. In their eyes. These civilians are not human beings, but shining gold coins. The person behind the scenes who hired them has already agreed that killing a civilian of the Longshan Empire is worth just one gold coin!
For these mercenaries, killing a civilian is just a matter of casually killing a civilian, and one sword is worth a gold coin. The price is really not low! As for killing an ordinary soldier of the Longshan Empire, it is worth ten gold coins, a ten-man captain is worth a hundred gold coins, a hundred-man captain is worth two thousand gold coins, and a thousand-man captain is worth ten thousand gold coins!
If you can kill any magician worshiped in the court of Longshan Empire. That’s a price starting from at least 100,000 gold coins! As for the nobles of the Longshan Empire, even the lowest-status meritorious knight can be rewarded with tens of thousands of gold coins!
So, kill, use all means to kill. Every human head is not a human head, they are all golden coins!
The clowns who were playing cards and playing tricks simultaneously let out shrill screams. The cards in their hands turned into square blades made of iron sheets. Lines of fighting spirit roared out, and countless thin iron playing cards shot out, towards the dozens of Longshan Empire soldiers and nearly a hundred bronze hats, rangers, dragoons and other security forces standing on the street corner to maintain order. shot over.
And those wandering fortune tellers who set up small square tables with black tablecloths and used crystal balls to tell people's fortunes smashed the crystal balls heavily on the ground. Then he pulled out from under the tablecloth a crossbow that was obviously made according to military standards. The sound of "ka-ka" was endless, and the three-link and six-link pure steel crossbow arrows brought out a little bit of cold light and shot randomly at several magicians who were flying through the street on magic flying discs.
Everything happened so suddenly, these wandering artists who were smiling just now. They suddenly turned into demons who wanted to kill people. But what frightens these wandering performers is that compared to the sudden killers, the citizens and soldiers enjoying their performances on this street seem to be the real incarnations of the devil.
A girl with thick rouge and gouache on her face held a short sword and stabbed a girl who looked only eleven or twelve years old with a fierce sword. This fierce girl is the youngest daughter of the leader of the mercenary group disguised as a wandering troupe. Although she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, she already has the strength of a lower-level person! In this mercenary group, she is one of the top genius girls!
If in peaceful times, civilians who could reach the status of warriors at the age of fifteen or sixteen would definitely be valued by official agencies of various countries. Maybe she might have a chance to become a concubine of a certain noble! But now the entire western continent is in turmoil, with wars everywhere. Such a genius girl can only kill another innocent girl for a gold coin!
A gold coin was successfully obtained! When the tip of the dagger touched the skin of the little girl whose face turned black with fear, the ruthless mercenary girl already showed a proud smile. Of course, a gold coin is not a lot of money, but as long as a few civilians who have no power to resist can get a good gouache from the mysterious Eastern Continent!
"Death!" The pretty mercenary girl smiled proudly. She couldn't wait to feel the wonderful feeling of her dagger piercing the little girl's heart. But what shocked her was the little girl's expression. . . Is her face a little dark? No, no, no, that's her face, suddenly turned a weird black-red color!
Countless tiny scales emerged from under the little girl's skin. The little girl who was smiling just now, admiring a clown's little tricks accompanied by her grandfather, and clapping her hands with joy, suddenly turned into a The little Balrog of the Abyss has a sharp horn on his head, is covered with countless ugly black and red scales, and has a nose that shoots out streaks of black smoke and sparks into the sky!
With a 'clang' sound, the dagger pierced the skin of this little Balrog, who at least had heavenly strength. The demon's scales were not damaged at all, but the dagger forged from fine steel broke off with little sparks. Before the girl mercenary could come to her senses, the little Balrog had already grinned, and then slapped her on the forehead with a claw. There was a muffled sound and the head was shattered. The little Balrog screamed and shouted to the sky: "Ten gold coins! Oh yes!"
The walls of the surrounding high-rise houses flashed with dazzling magic flames at the same time. Hundreds of magic missiles that bombarded in all directions hit the magic barrier and exploded into flames all over the sky. The powerful impact knocked a large crowd of people on the street to the ground, including many soldiers of the mercenary group who rushed out ferociously, and were knocked over by the exploding magic bombs.
The mercenary leader, who was dressed as a tavern owner on the stage, yelled: "What's going on? What's going on? Why is there a magic barrier here?" But he still couldn't get any explanation, and a rapid The long arrow shot had pierced his throat and harvested his life.
Several abyss gray elves wearing black tights were standing on a tower not far away, holding long bows and looking coldly at the activities on the surrounding streets. Any enemy whose strength reaches an upper level will be silenced by one arrow. It's a pity that the soldiers of these mercenary groups didn't even have the slightest chance to react when faced with the sniper attacks from gray elves who were bathed in dragon blood and were extremely powerful.
Arrow after arrow tore through the air like the scythe of death. The masters in the mercenary group were constantly being sniped, and no one could escape the fate of death.
Those Rangers and Dragoons who were standing in the corner of the street laughing and joking, as if they were doing nothing. The moment these mercenaries took action, they uniformly put down their face armor at the same time, and put on their scarlet red cloaks with certain defensive capabilities behind them. He wrapped his lower body without armor, then picked up his lance, formed a charge formation and charged towards the street.
The few mercenaries at the front were still more than ten steps away from the rangers and dragoons, and they were the first to be pierced by the dragoons' crossbows. Dozens of specially made armor-breaking crossbows easily tore through their crude leather armor, shot through their bodies, and opened transparent goose egg-sized holes in their bodies, leaving streaks of hideous blood. It continued to fly forward for more than ten steps and landed on the ground unwillingly.
Then the rangers' lances roared towards them. A few mercenaries who were proud of their courage had just raised their axes, and the light lances had already pierced their throats and hearts. These rangers, who had also been strengthened by dragon blood and whose physical strength was comparable to that of saints, lightly flicked their lances, and the corpses of these mercenaries flew high into the sky, and were easily thrown away by dozens of them. meters away.
A group of Longshan Empire city defense troops stationed at the street entrance chatting with a group of copper hats also put down their face shields. Wearing medium-sized metal armor, they raised their shields in their left hands and held one-handed swords in their right hands, forming a line of three. They formed a horizontal line and advanced along the street with rumble steps. Any mercenary who dared to approach them was cut into two pieces by their swords and their leather armor with ease. The strength of these city defense troops far exceeded these mercenaries, and no mercenary could escape from their hands.
As for the group of men wearing black uniforms, half capes behind them, and round helmets with copper hats on their heads, they blew sharp police whistles and pulled out specially made and extended police whistles from nowhere. The long metal stick, one and a half meters long, roared in coordination with the city guards and launched an attack on the mercenaries.
Compared with the long swords and short knives in the hands of those mercenaries, the one and a half meter long metal sticks in the hands of these copper hats undoubtedly have an absolute advantage. And even the bronze hats of the Longshan Empire are soaked in dragon blood. Even if they have no fighting spirit at all, each of them has at least two to three thousand kilograms of divine power in their hands. These ordinary mercenaries, even if they have earth-level fighting spirit, cannot possibly defeat them in terms of strength. (To be continued...)