Reed and Amy looked at each other. Although they were a little tight, their expressions remained the same.
"Sir Bones, this is really good news" Amy had a thick smile on her face.
"I also look forward to the day when we get the artifact"
"Of course, Viscount Bernard got the artifact in order to be foolproof, but it took a lot of energy." Withered bone shrugged, "Your Excellency Amy, come with me. It's so boring without you in the Dark Covenant."
After speaking, he turned and snapped his fingers.
A faint blue light flashed on the dark street, brush~
The space in front of him suddenly shattered, two skulls were burning with soul fire, and a skeleton horse covered with white bones appeared on the street.
Dry bone turned over and sat directly on it.
"Your Excellency Amy, come with me"
Amy glanced at Reed, mounted and left with Withered Bones.
Reed turned his head and glanced at a dark corner behind him, shrugging his shoulders, feeling the seemingly dangerous aura, followed by the huge bat wings spread behind him.
The other party had been prepared for a long time, unless he broke his face now, don't think of leaving so simply.
West End.
As the birthplace of the evil in Grimm, here has always been a land where justice and light cannot be enveloped.
After the night fell, compared to the quiet streets of other urban areas, this place looked like what a city should have.
Prosperous and lively.
Even though it was approaching 12 o'clock in the morning, people were still coming and going, and it seemed that they had not been affected by the night at all.
The low-level warrior in the worn-out armor was thrown into the street holding a white stone pillar carved with the gods’ salvation pattern and vomited. The valuable thing on his body was taken away by the thief. The guy who wanted to have another drink touched him. His empty trouser pockets were filled with chagrin in his drunken eyes.
Wearing a coquettish red dress and showing long white legs, the Orioles show off to attract passers-by with a coquettish look. Although there is a thick smile on his face, his eyes are as stagnant.
The underground gang that used weapons to forcibly collect protection fees from street merchants accidentally broke into another gang's territory. A melee broke out immediately, and the streets were bloody.
But the pedestrians around were not affected at all, chatting and laughing at the horrible scene of flying limbs.
Chaos, disorder, full of violence and evil.
This is the most real scene in the West End at night.
Of course, on this land is not only the world where evil is born, but also a paradise for the rich to enjoy.
The luxuriously dressed nobles walked into the luxurious and lively brothels and taverns under the protection of guards.
Several slave owners walked across the street triumphantly with female slaves from the rabbit tribe and cat tribe.
In the casino, the noble master who swayed Kimpke could lose money that ordinary civilians could not make in a single night.
As long as there is Kempke, you can get all the happiness here.
Reed followed Amy and Dry Bones, and silently experienced the style of the West Side.
It was the first time he saw such a chaotic scene in this city.
Under the sun, there are shadows.
One day later.
A tavern in the Southern District that only faces the big merchants and nobles.
Reed did not expect that their destination was not dark churches and remote and narrow rooms, but luxurious pubs.
Standing silently behind Amy, calmly observing everything in front of her.
In front of me is a medium-sized room. The high ceiling paints the story of the hero slaying the dragon with colored dyes. The epic picture is shocking.
Under my feet is a white velvet carpet with tulip flower patterns sewn with gold thread. Tulips bloom on the ground, full of sentiment and charm.
The decoration of the house is the standard of medieval nobles, and the unique style is not comparable to modern buildings that only learn fur.
The surrounding sculptures are produced by the elves of the ancient deep forest. The complicated patterns and every detail of the intricate carvings are very outstanding. The unique aesthetic and charm of the elves are perfectly blooming on these sculptures.
In the center, beside a long oval table made of white maple wood with three blades wide and ten blades long, twelve figures are sitting on the armchairs produced by the elves.
Reed stands behind Amy in the lower right corner.
For an overview, the opposite is the dead bones of the necromancer who just greeted them, with the powerful existence of bone dragons.
On the main seat in the center sits an old man wearing a tuxedo with gray hair and a better temperament than a nobleman.
Viscount Bernard
Level: 19
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A close to extraordinary existence, Reed used the attribute panel to determine the opponent's strength in the first place.
Close to extraordinary, four words are enough to explain everything.
On the side of Viscount Bernard stood a two-edged warrior from the north, with a muscle as tough as steel, wearing a thick black armor-Grote, Viscount Bernard's captain of guard.
Grote Morton
Level: 16
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These powerful existence system attribute panels are all filled with a series of question marks, obviously because of his low level now.
In addition, sitting on the long table is the 16th-level eight-armed snake demon Roy Ackerman, the Evening Bell Church-15th-level Dark Sacrifice Stanley, 17th-level Dark Bishop-Cologne,
In addition, there are five mysterious people wearing cloaks without revealing their true bodies.
And unexpectedly among these mysterious people, there is also a 15th-level existence.
The performance of Reed at this time is not much different from that of ordinary attendants, quietly and honestly behind Amy, but no one knows that in these short minutes, he has confirmed everyone's strength .
Although I heard Amy talk about the power of the Dark Covenant, only after I saw it did I really feel how powerful they were, and a pressure came to my face.
Too strong, Viscount Bernard, Northland warrior Grote, Eight-armed snake demon Roy, Dark priest Stanley, Dark Bishop Cologne. Plus a 15th-level mysterious man under the cloak-Nelson
There are 6 people with a level of more than 15.
This force can even destroy a city of 100,000 people.
"Sisi~
Lord Amy, I feel a familiar breath in your servant."
Not long after Amy sat down, the green eyes of the eight-armed snake demon sitting under Viscount Bernard looked at Reed with a gloomy look.
These words aroused the curiosity of everyone in the room, and they all turned to look at Reed with their fangs.
Some doubts in his eyes.
A vampire? Why would Roy, a high-level demon, be familiar with a vampire of twelfth and third-level?
Amy shook her head slightly.
"Lord Roy, do you know my servant?"
Roy's slender, long, indifferent eyes looked up and down at Reed, then he shook his head for a moment.
He just felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember how he saw it there.
This kind of intuition is the talent of being a high-level demon, the Snake Demon King, and it rarely goes wrong.
If it is outside, he does not recommend directly killing the opponent or forcing the servant to force him.
But the other party was Amy, the vice president of the Dark Covenant, first, and after a little thought, he gave up to offend Amy, the 15th-level shadow high priest, for an idea he was not sure about.
Abyssal demons are mostly chaotic, bloodthirsty and evil creatures, but there are also a few with strategy and wisdom, and the snake demons are one of them.
Reed was stared at by the scrutinizing gazes of the powerful 15-level beings, but there was no change on his face, just facing these evil existences with a polite smile.
Seeing that no one had any more objections, Viscount Bernard withdrew his gaze to look at Reed. It was just a vampire. Since he was Amy's servant, he believed nothing would happen.
The first hurdle was passed safely.
Reed breathed a sigh of relief.
Viscount Bernard, wearing a tuxedo, was more elegant and calm than the nobles. He glanced at the audience and spoke first.
"Ye'an, companions of the Dark Covenant, may the darkness be with us."
"Good night, may the darkness be with us"
Everyone seemed to shout slogans, neatly drawing together.
Viscount Bernard nodded in satisfaction, looking straight at the crowd below with those deep eyes.
"Today is an internal trading activity once every three months. We will talk about the looting of artifacts later.
According to the old rules, everyone can exchange items that need to be sold. "
Reed was slightly taken aback when he heard this, but he didn't expect this to happen.
Seeing that there were no unexpected expressions on the other people in the house, it was instantly clear that this activity should have been going on for a long time.
Intercommunication.
When he saw this scene, he was a little more confident in the next plan.
The seemingly simple scene directly revealed a key to fatal news.
The dark covenant is looser than imagined.
He couldn't imagine what it would be like to exchange weapons or other materials for a period of time when his city of dawn broke.
Only the forces that are not internally circulated and defend against each other can have such inefficient transactions.
A tightly integrated force is difficult to deal with even if it is weak, but a loose force, no matter how strong it is, can find its weaknesses.
Reed watched this scene silently, secretly observing every detail of everyone.
Although he has not received more information, he feels that the gains this time will not be small.
At this time, the dead bones of the necromancer stood up, and the dark eyes hidden under the gray hood looked a little cold under the warm yellow magic lamp that was not bright in the room.
But the opponent's next action immediately caused the scene to fall into restlessness.
With a wave of Withered Bones, a gap in the space with two edges and two edges appeared over the carpet in front of him.
Thump~
The heavy object fell to the ground, and under everyone's gaze, a dying female human wearing a wallet and animal skin shorts appeared in front of them.
What is especially eye-catching is that this lady's body is covered with bark-like scars, and the dense traces make the originally slender and body full of tragic and terrifying breath.
Warrior, a female fighter, a female fighter after hundreds of battles.
For a soldier, the scar is the highest glory.
Obviously, the honor of the female warrior in front of him is enough to be called brilliant.
A faint voice came from under the withered gray cloak, his tone extremely proud.
"Norland Empire united with the Brilliant Empire to attack the Northland Plateau that was hit by the Winter Moon when the seeding season came.
I went to the Northland Plateau last month to get some fresh souls, and I accidentally got this captive"
Originally this was normal, but the next words of Dry Bones made everyone's eyes widened in vain.
"Because of the lack of food, under the carefully prepared Norland Empire and the Glory Empire, the Northland Plateau has been breached.
And this is the trophy that I snatched from the army of Norland Empire, she is the Northland Valkyrie with the blood of the Northland royal family and has reached level 15! "
A word made the house restless.
Northland warriors are recognized as one of the most powerful warriors in the glory world. Together with the barbarians of the Dead Desert and the Vikings of the Storm Sea, they are called the three top warriors.
There is a talent of warriors in their blood.
And now, lying under their feet were the royal family members of the Northern Warriors who made the entire Glory main plane stand in sigh, the Northern Valkyrie with a level up to 15th.
Even Reed was throbbing at this time.
"The royal blood of the Northland, maybe your tyrannical will like it very much, Stanley, guess what your will reward you for sacrificing such a delicious soul?"
Withered bones looked at the crowd with eager eyes and a tone of incomparable temptation, and looked at everyone one by one.
"And you, Grote, as a warrior of the Northland, don't you want to redeem your royal family members?
The Northland Plateau has been captured by Norland Empire and the Glorious Empire. Maybe she is your only king now. Is the future of the Northland going to be ruined here? "
Grote, the two-edged warrior of the North, quietly clenched his fist.
Norland Empire has a vast land, and the Northland is too far away from Grimm.
It was only half a month ago that he received the news that Norland Empire sent troops to the Northland. He wanted to leave immediately after the plundering of the Scarlet Mage Tower was over.
But I didn't expect that the North Land had been captured in less than two months, and the news was heard from the Necromancer, and the royal family in the North Land became the spoils of others.
The anger in his eyes was as violent as a bull, and the strong momentum made the atmosphere in the house suddenly rest.
The Withered Bones were not affected at all, but the interest rose more and more. Anger would make people lose their senses, but only then would someone be willing to pay a higher price.
Praise the of the undead!
"Roy, as the abyss demon, don't you want to taste the blood of the royal family of the warriors of the North, the most powerful warrior race of mankind?"
"And everyone here, don't you want to get a 15th-level northern warrior to be your guard?
With the presence of warriors in the north, you will not have to worry about your own safety! "
I have to say that the very tempting words of the dry bones made everyone's heart moved.
"A level 15 guard? It's really interesting."
"The Valkyrie of the North, I heard of this name three years ago. It is said to be the most dazzling pearl on the Northland Plateau. I didn't expect such a figure to become someone else's trophy one day."
"Maybe, we can try to make a price? The goddess is on top, and it is so honorable to be protected by the royal family of the Northland."
"..."
Several mysterious people talked about it, but the most touching ones are undoubtedly Stanley of the Evening Bell Church and Grote the Northland warrior.
One can sacrifice to the evil gods in exchange for power, and the other is to save their royal family.
But at this time Roy the Eight-armed Snake Demon said with a bit of coldness.
"Idiot, although this is the royal family of the Northland, the power in her bloodline has been exhausted to the point of being nearly gone.
Moreover, she absolutely used a powerful warrior secret technique, which overdrawn her life.
In other words, the northern royal family will not live long, maybe three months, maybe half a year, she will go to see the of death.
Humph, dry bones, don’t lie to me next time with this defective product, otherwise I wouldn’t suggest cutting off your head."
The blue eyes of the withered bones under the cloak flashed, this bastard! !
Said in an annoyed tone.
"Maybe you can try with my little baby."
After he reached out, the space was broken like a zipper.
Roar~
The huge dragon will fill the room,
The majesty from the soul made the space in the house sink into dignity.
Reed his eyes condensed, his gaze fixed on the dark space like a black hole, and the breath from it made him feel a huge threat.
This is the dragon!
Even if it's a dead dragon, even if it hasn't revealed its true body, just Longwei is enough to make people feel scared.
The extremely powerful golden race.
Viscount Bernard frowned when he saw this scene.
"Wither bone, take your bone dragon back, this is a dark covenant, not a arena"
After hearing the words of Viscount Bernard, the faint gaze of the withered bone flashed, and then the door of the space was slowly closed.
The space returned to normal, and Longwei disappeared at the moment the fear closed, and the warnings issued all over the body of Reed quietly calmed down.
The head under the withered gray cloak swept across everyone's face, and said with some temptation.
"Don't listen to what the ignorant demon said.
This is the 15th-level Northland Royal Family. It is impossible for her bloodline to be consumed clean. It only takes a certain period of time to recover. She will once again become the head of the most powerful warrior on the main plane of glory-the northern warrior. "
After speaking, the crowd who saw their enthusiasm dropped by two levels suddenly gave Roy a little annoyed.
"And this Valkyrie of the North is not unable to return to normal.
She used the unique talents of the northern warriors to cause a loss of physical energy and even overdraft her life.
Just need to make up for the lack of energy in her body, and her lifespan will return to normal, and you will get a complete 15th-level Northland Warrior~"
Huh? This immediately aroused the interest of the people in the house.
A dying 15th-level Northland Valkyrie, they have no interest, no matter how powerful life is after death, it is worthless-except for the dragon.
But a living 15th-level northland warrior is of great value.
Roy still stared at it with that cold gaze, those narrow eyes full of mockery.
"Make up? Except for the dragon's blood, nothing can make up for the overdrawn life"
Need dragon blood? ? The crowd is dumb again, what level is dragon blood? The value of high-level dragon blood is not even lower than that of a 15th-level northern warrior.
It is impossible for them to obtain such precious treasures.
Withered Bone glanced at the abyss demon in irritation, if not in front of Viscount Bernard, he vowed that he would let this taste dragon's breath.
"No, it's not just dragon blood." Withered Bone saw that his business was going to be dirty, and under the gaze of others, he forced sophistry: "As long as it is the blood of the golden race"
‘The blood of the gold race contains unique energy, which can make up for the overdrawn life of the Valkyrie of the North. The gold race is not only the dragon! ! "
That's it? The few people who looked at him eagerly lost interest.
Golden race? Where do they go to find the golden race, and which golden race is not extremely powerful.
Dragons, Titans, and Ancient Giants, these are the most well-known golden races, but the problem is that they can't find them, and if they can find it, it's another matter.
The reason why these golden races are called golden races is not because of anything else, but their strength is strong enough to make people surrender.
"Lord Withered Bones, the evening bell church is willing to buy your trophies, what price do you need to pay?" Stanley stepped forward, opening his mouth with a somewhat scorching gaze.
Regardless of whether this person loses power, as long as her soul is still there, it is valuable to him.
The great tyrannical needs a delicious soul, not a decayed body. The royal family of the North, with the blood of a powerful warrior, must be a perfect sacrifice.
"Your Excellency, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, I implore you to return your Highness to me. I am willing to give everything." Grot suppressed his angry voice after hearing Stanley's words.
The northern warrior was already losing his mind at this time, and he gave up everything he had when the other party didn't make a price.
Reed watched all this silently behind him. Although the expression on his face was calm, his heart was not restless.
The golden race needs the blood of the golden race to make up for the lost lifespan of this northern warrior.
The golden race in the eyes of others is the dragon.
However, he has a life with golden blood in his hands, Isha.
That little loli with ruby-like eyes, but a genuine golden race.
Reed looked at the Valkyrie of the North lying on the ground with a heartbeat.
If he can add another 15th level combat power...
