The sun struggled out of the horizon, and a few golden-red rays of light pierced through the dark clouds and fell on the ancient vicissitudes of the imperial capital of Black Mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's dawn.

The old airship docked at the Black Mountain Airport, swaying in the wind in the sky, like this dying empire.

A ten-meter suspension ladder connects the airship to the airport dock, and passengers carefully walk out of the cabin and cross the suspension bridge one by one, holding on to the handrail.

Looking down from the suspension bridge, the two are bottomless abyssal cliffs, and thick clouds flow under their feet like a sea, as if they will be swept into the abyss and hell for eternity if they look at it for a while. Some wealthy businessmen with big poties who can't cross the drawbridge on their own will let their hired bodyguards and mercenaries support them, or even carry them on their backs. But these people are only a minority, and there are many second- and third-rate gods among the gods of the heavenly realm who are very lenient in their requirements for their own believers, even to the point of being staggering. Basically, no matter who you are, as long as you sacrifice a certain number of sacrifices to it, especially the Ai Zhe Red Stone, which is known as a universal sacrifice, you can exchange it for a first-order or second-order god qualification, which is equivalent to half a priest. Many of the merchants of the Dota Continent have dissociated the first- to second-order god seals in their bodies by offering sacrifices to these unpopular gods, strengthening their physique or spiritual power, which can be regarded as an alternative luxury maintenance. Although they are no different from ordinary civilians in the face of real warrior mercenary killers, and have no power to protect themselves, it is not a big problem to cross this drawbridge under the "divine protection" of the gods.

In full view of everyone, the graceful and gorgeous woman walked across the drawbridge, relying on her own strength. The eyes of the jackal-like prosecutors were full of greed and obscenity, and only one or two people who still had half a clear mind noticed that the seal of the gods in this woman's body had not been dissociated at all, and her body had not been strengthened in the slightest, and she had conquered the abyss under her feet with only her own courage and temperament, as if there was nothing in the whole world that could make her fearful. However, the slightest jealousy that rose in the hearts of these people was instantly overwhelmed by an even stronger greed and impulse, after all, in these eyes, except for those noble lords who couldn't provoke, in the imperial capital of Montenegro, almost no one could stop what they wanted to do in the next moment.

"Hey, you, it's you, woman, come here, we suspect you of possession of weapons in the name of Imperial Customs, and we want to conduct a further personal search of you, and if you don't want to strip naked in public, go with us to that room. ”

Hearing this, the people on the airport wharf suddenly sighed and sighed, exchanged glances with each other, their eyes were either full of sympathy or jealousy, and some people were excited, looking forward to seeing a good show. This kind of drama is staged several times a day at the airport terminal, and the almost completely fixed lines are the most common opening lines used by these officials. The empire is burning with war everywhere, bringing arms into the imperial capital privately, this crime is enough to scare them half to death, the smart ones immediately offer gold coins or even accompanying women, naturally there is nothing, meet someone who can't open his eyes, or have too little oil and water on his body, and his face is hateful and arouses the evil feelings of the official, he is directly sent to prison by the soldiers, and all property is confiscated, this routine has almost become a fixed process at the Black Mountain wharf, and almost everyone who has just arrived at the business has to go through it again. Onlookers have long lost their sense of novelty and usually just turn a blind eye. But today, the woman who appeared on the airport dock is too eye-catching, and her dazzle is like the morning sun behind her. At first glance, her beauty will make people feel like they want to protect her at the cost of their lives, as if this woman will tear her heart apart at the slightest injury, but if you pay close attention to her for a while, you will have an irrepressible urge to ravage her, conquer her, tear her apart, possess her, let her belong only to herself, and surrender under herself.

To put it simply, this is a woman with magical beauty.

The woman who was called looked slightly stunned, especially when she heard the words "smuggling arms", a trace of strangeness suddenly appeared on her face, but it was this fleeting discoloration that fell in the eyes of the group of jackals, as if she saw the fat lamb walking into the surrounding wolves, if it weren't for the last bit of self-control to restrain the wolves, they would even pounce directly on this woman, and eat her into the stomach with a belt bone.

At this time, a few more people walked down from the airship, some of them were tall and some short, some fat and some were thin, most of them were not Terrans, goblins, dark elves, half-orcs, and among them, there were even two ogre thugs who made people's legs weak at first sight. As soon as these people got off the airship, they surrounded the woman, and the dark elf girl in a black robe, whose already dark face was even more iron-blue at this time, her hand pressed on her waist to block the woman's body, and the killing intent emanating from her body almost froze the entire airport. The two ogre thugs were even more giggling, and walked around behind several prosecutors, their bare hands, but no one would think that an ogre without weapons was no threat. It is worth mentioning that although these two ogres are dressed savagely, they are not much different from the common ogre fighters and war slaves, but in the depths of their eyes, there is a touch of something that has nothing to do with the ogre, which is clearly reason and wisdom.

At this time, several prosecutors had already realized that something was wrong, but they did not intend to back down, those merchants almost always hired mercenaries or dark guilds to serve themselves, and the guys who were oppressed and bullied by them in the past were not without the protection of bodyguards, but no one dared to stand up against them, just because this is the imperial capital of Montenegro, because they represent the official and the imperial machine, it is not difficult to resist them, or even kill them, but then they have to face the wrath of the entire empire. The impulse of the moment means total destruction. The dignity and pride of the empire cannot be desecrated in the slightest.

The noble lady gently pushed away the dark elves in front of her, looked at several prosecutors and saluted slightly, smiled calmly, and said: "This sir, I am Cassandra from the Black City Chamber of Commerce from the Tide Port of Haishi Bay, and the batch of goods I am carrying is a 'personal belonging' customized by the Venerable Prince Dior to the Black City Chamber of Commerce 'personally', are you sure you are going to open the box for inspection?" As for the search of me, there is no problem with that, but please be sure to hurry, I have made an appointment with Prince Dior before, and I believe that the lord does not like to wait. ”

When he heard the words "Black City Chamber of Commerce" and "Cassandra", the investigator was like being poured from his head by a basin of ice water with ice magic, and the whole person was cold from head to foot, his face was pale, sweat was like rain, and the lower half of his body, which was already excited, was directly retracted into his stomach, and even the "Prince Dior" in the back and the few key words that were emphasized by the woman were not heard.

The Chamber of Commerce of the Black City, a mysterious organization that has risen in the midst of war, every cornerstone of this vast organization is made of blood and corpses. Butcher knives, gold coins, and women are the invincible weapons of the Black City.

Originally, in the imperial capital of Montenegro, the underground world was controlled by five ancient organizations that had been inherited for more than a thousand years, and all smuggling, prostitution, arms, banned drugs, intelligence, assassination, illegal magic items, and black market human transactions were all in the hands of these ancient organizations. These ancient organizations not only have a profound background, and there are many powerful people within the organization, but they are also supported by the imperial military and political bigwigs behind them. When an organization called "Black City", which came out of an unnamed border seaport, began to infiltrate the imperial capital and try to gain a foothold in the imperial capital, no one was optimistic about them, not even a few people waiting to see the fall of the black city. However, with the occurrence of several major events that caused a sensation in the imperial capital, the name Heicheng gradually became known to everyone and formed an indelible impression.

The first to be hit by the Black City was the empire's oldest industry, the prostitution industry. The women from the Black City conquered half of the men of the imperial capital almost silently, the taverns and nightclubs not run by the Black City were not cared for, and the women with the mark of the Black City even entered the castle mansions of the imperial magnates. Based on this, the influence of the Black City spread at a terrible speed throughout the imperial capital, casinos, auction houses, gladiatorial arenas, slave markets...... Buildings marked with the mark of a black city appeared in the imperial capital, bringing unimaginable convenience, novelty and excitement to the residents here. Coupled with the massive gold coin offensive that attracted the hearts of the ancient giants, from providing intelligence to eliminating political enemies for them, those bigwigs who controlled the lifeblood of the empire soon fell in love with this new dark organization from the bottom of their hearts, and even began to slowly become inseparable from it.

Those dark organizations abandoned by the imperial bigwigs did not launch a counterattack, although for the supreme leader of the black city, the investigation of the mysterious black city master has never yielded any results, but the famous three giants of the black city have all been put on the must-kill list by these dark forces.

After that, it was a very bloody and simple and direct dark confrontation, and the final result was that the core leaders of the Black City Guild were protected by a group of terrifying powerhouses with mysterious origins, but they were not injured. The assassination team belonging to the Black City was led by a peak war king-level dark elf killer who washed the entire imperial capital in the dark, although there was almost no abnormality in the imperial capital during the day, but the funeral hearse that transported the corpse out of the city every day suddenly increased by a hundred times. Even the dark forces of the alliance on the frontal battlefield have no advantage, after all, no rogue thug can defeat a group of disciplined, obedient, and well-armed ogre thugs.

It is worth mentioning that the nobles of the empire without any noble blood were involved in this storm, and even when those dark forces were desperate and wanton and crazy, Heicheng also deliberately stationed guards in the areas where the nobles lived. This is also an important reason why those imperial dignitaries finally decided to sit on the sidelines. In a seemingly harmonious atmosphere, the dark forces of the imperial capital have completed a handover of the old and the new.

The supreme king of the imperial capital of Montenegro is undoubtedly the tyrant Durondar, but the king in the dark is the master of the black city who is rarely known even by his real name and true appearance, but this lord of the black city has never appeared in any public or private occasion, so that many people doubt whether he really exists. So the actual leader of the Black City has become the head of the Big Three of the Black City, a legendary woman known as the "Big Boss".

This woman's name seems to be "Cassandra". And her most striking feature is that she has jet-black hair that can naturally fall to the ground.

Looking at the smiling woman in front of them, looking at her charming black hair, these prosecutors suddenly felt a fishy damp heat coming from their crotch, and they were scared to pee.

Yes, the dignity and pride of the empire can protect them from being harmed in broad daylight, however, for the kings of the dark world of the imperial capital, there are too many ways to make their little prosecutors live or die, and the entire family will never recover. (To be continued.) )