Chapter 412: Maybe we can talk about it
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The three parties who had been facing each other here died, fled, and pursued, and the teams burrowed into the depths of the swamp covered by fog and night. All that remained around the wreck was a mess. The parts of the airship were scattered to the ground, the flagship was still burning quietly, and the flames were slowly brightening at a speed that was invisible to the naked eyeβthe dragon had only stood on its feet for less than five minutes, and all the light sources on this battlefield had been affected by the mysterious power of the ancient dragon species, as if they were covered by an invisible curtain, and there was no sign of receding until now. Above the pine-oil-soaked flagship glowed dimly blue-gray flames, dancing like ghostly fire in the hazy mist.
There are still people who have not left.
Zhuang Du was no longer able to move, and the man in black was seriously injured, and he was still listening to all the movements on the battlefield. In order to shout out that sentence to provoke Guo Peng and the royal family at a critical time, he almost exhausted all the remaining mental and physical strength, and his misery at this moment was comparable to the Wang Li hunters whose corpses were broken at the foot of the ancient dragon seed.
However, the heavier blow is on the spirit of the young master of the banker. After months of planning, and even earlier preparations, the entire dealer exhausted his efforts to modify a submersible airship to ensure the success of this challenge. However, the ensuing accidents not only caused him to lose the dragon jade he was determined to get, but also messed up the cooperative relationship with the Scarlet royal family, saying that Guo Peng had to escape back, and he had to face the wrath of the hunter union. Touching Long Yu at close range, falling from a high altitude, facing the ancient dragon species and the ill-intentioned Wang Li Hunting Group, he thought he was going to die a few times, but at this moment, the burning of his breath and the sharp pain like tearing all over his body made the young man really feel that he was still alive.
Remorse, anger, fear, and a hint of happiness for the rest of his life, a hundred thoughts came to his heart at once, Zhuang Duan's nose was sour, he opened his mouth, and only let out a burst of shouts of unknown meaning: "Oh, hehe...... Hehe...... Hiss-"
Xu touched the wound, and his face was distorted, but he pulled back a trace of reason from the brink of collapse through the pain. Zhuang Duan clenched his teeth and checked the injuries on his body one by one according to his previous training.
Although the blood on his head was terrifying, it seemed to be only a flesh wound on the back of his head, and the misalignment of several ribs was more serious. He picked up a thin wooden stick, and bit it down, whether it was dirty or not.
"Click!" A crisp sound ran down the bone marrow from his chest into the ears of the man in black, his cheeks bulging high, and a row of tiny beads of blood oozed from his gums. Zhuang Du gasped in pain, but his breathing was much easier since then.
"My leg is broken...... Should I say so? He propped his hands on the ground and moved to a level ground, straightening his legs, which had already exposed his bone spursβa movement that made him almost faint again, and he folded two planks and held them in place as a splint.
"Then it's the last one...... Zhuang Dui raised his hand to touch his cheek, only to feel the whole hard thing, and the skin on his face had completely lost sensation. Dragon's blood had been sprinkled on his face for too long, and the toxins had invaded faster than he had expected, but the hunter had no antidote on hand. Ordinary antidote was just a joke in front of the blood of the ancient dragon, and if the toxin spread, no matter how hard he tried, he would still die in this barren land swollen all over.
His hand subconsciously touched his waist, where there was a special flare, which the head of the family had secretly given to him before leaving. Dad solemnly praised that if things change on this trip and the exploration fails, as long as the signal flare is lit, there will be an airship at home to pick it up. However, from the very beginning, Zhuang Dusk understood that this paintball was a signal of failure, but it would never call for any rescue. With the character of the owner of the banker, he will only completely abandon the transfer station of the water submersion forest after getting the signal, and from then on he will leave all relations with the Blackwater and himself, and let him fend for himself in the swamp in the name of "preserving the reputation of the banker".
Zhuang Du gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. He jerked the flare out of his waist and pulled the fuse hard, sending blue flames out of the barrel. His hand trembled, and instead of facing the air, he pressed resolutely against his high, swollen face.
"Bastard!" The young master of the dealer opened his eyes wide, and finally roared out in the depths of this deserted swamp with a desire to survive.
"Horn!" Just as the man in black had just scorched a small piece of skin, a stone broke through the fog and smashed into his wrist. Zhuang Dui's hand went limp, and the flare was thrown to the ground, rolling off into the distance.
"You don't have to." An old, rhythmic voice rang out from the depths of the mist.
"Heh, whoever you are, it's already late." Zhuang Du was stunned for a few seconds, and it took a few seconds to react, his eyes staring at the signal flare that kept spinning on the ground, "The relics have been taken away, the flagship has also been burned, and even if there are any treasures in the remaining ships, most of them are unsightly broken copper and iron." but the ...... on the ground It's barely a human thing, they are members of the Wang Li Hunting Group, and the weapons and armor are still expensive, if you can see it, just take it with you. β
"No, I think it's the right time." Two figures, one tall and one short, emerged from the thick fog, each draped in a large black skull. Between the steps, the short man showed a hairy leg, which was actually an accompanying Elu, and the tall leg was replaced by a thick metal rod. It was Ai Lu who was walking in front of her who spoke earlier, "We're here to find you." β
The remaining half of Zhuang Dui's face was still intact, and his expression changed several times, and his eyes finally darkened: "As you can see, I can't be happy, so just keep your mouth shut and wait quietly for death - I won't say anything." β
"You'll be alive," said the tall hunter, "and if you kill the dragon fruit, I happen to have a few with me, at least it's enough to get rid of your poison." β
"So what? If you bring it to the Knights, you will probably die a more humiliating death. The young man in black snorted from his nostrils, with an attitude of life and death.
"It's not up to you to decide." Ai Lu chuckled and reached out to remove the hat from her head, "If you meet me, it means that you have a long life, and we have plenty of time." You'll be taken back to the Hunters' Guild and ask for all the answers we want, starting with 'Why did the Northern Family's private ship appear in the arena designated by the Hunters' Guild?' β
"No, you can't!" A young male voice rang out from the other side of the mist, "This man has the information we want, you can't take him away!" β
On the other side of the ruins were the Yoda siblings and the middle-aged sword hunter who was inseparable from them.
"Lord Amphinis, Master Luo, I'm really sorry." The middle-aged hunter protected the two children behind his back, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a secret related to the royal family of Ryan Yelu, if you don't want the two countries to be at odds, I suggest you should avoid it." β
"We are hunters and never stand in the shoes of the royal family." Amphinis raised an eyebrow and replied nonchalantly.
"We're from Ryan Yeru, where the relationship between the hunters' union and the royal family is very different from Scarlet's." The middle-aged hunter smiled bitterly, "What I can reveal to you is that this is a secret related to the dragon pulp, and it is difficult for us to do it. β
"Then we can both be like that." Old Ai Lu stroked his beard with one of his palms, tilted his head and thought, "So, maybe we can talk about it?" β