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The ranch is a cage, a cage used by humans to keep aliens in captivity.

The pasture is also a hunting ground, where humans are hunters and aliens are prey.

Of course, in some cases, the hunter-prey relationship may also be reversed. Humans hunt aliens, and aliens are trying to fight back. There will be conflicts between humans and humans, and the various alien races will not be monolithic.

Under the weight of human beings, survival itself has become a luxury. In order to survive, and to increase the odds of survival by fighting for the scarce and limited resources in the pastures, the aliens gradually split into two camps:

There are six clans in the royal court and four clans outside the court.

The Six Clans of the Royal Court, that is, the six alien clans that occupy the Full Moon Court: the Sun Elves, the Thunder Titans, the Forest Clan, the Moon Elves, the Musket Dwarves, and the Sea Elves.

The Court of the Full Moon was once a city of giants, and although most of it is now destroyed, the remaining part is still amazingly defensive, and it is the safest place in the entire ranch.

Except for a guy like Durand, who can't be judged by common sense, the other seven-star hunters basically have nothing to do with the six clans of the royal court without forming a team. Even if they act in a team, it is impossible to completely destroy the Full Moon Royal Court, at most they rely on a surprise attack or sneak attack, fire breaks through the outer wall of the Royal Court, plunders and kills, and then retreats immediately.

In this way, the Seven Star Hunters and the Full Moon Royal Court formed a roughly balanced situation.

This is also the situation that the City of Pastors wants to see, or deliberately creates. If it weren't for this, when the Shepherd's City established the ranch, it would not have deliberately preserved the remains of a giant city.

The space of the Full Moon Royal Court is limited, and it is already a miracle that the six clans of the Royal Court can squeeze in. It is no longer possible to accommodate redundant races. As a result, four alien races were excluded from the royal court: the Night Elves, the Force Titans, the Barbarians, and the Storm Dwarves. These four tribes. They are generally referred to collectively as the "Four Out-of-Court Clans".

Durand didn't know what the pattern of the ranch was like before he came to the Rancher's City, but at least in the few years he served as the ranch car, the strength of the various races in the ranch hadn't changed much. The six clans of the royal court are still the six clans, and although the four clans outside the court are extremely eager to enter the royal court, they do not have the strength.

Because the six clans of the royal court all have seventh-level powerhouses in charge.

To be honest, Durand didn't expect to encounter the four clans outside the court at such a time, and these four races did not have a seventh-level powerhouse. Sellers didn't attack them either, and only took the six royal clans away. The whole thing was originally just a competition between Durand and Sellers around the six clans of the royal court, and there was nothing to do with the four clans outside the court, what are they fooling up here?

"Nata, I want to ask you something, does Sellers have any idea of fighting the four clans outside the court?" Durand asked the seed secretly.

Nata was close to Durand and immediately transmitted mental fluctuations. "No, he should only plan to take the six clans in the Full Moon Court to escape from the ranch. ”

"I see." Durand chucked slightly.

He looked at the elites of the four clans on the outer wall of the royal court, his face became impatient, and his eyes became a little indifferent.

These guys in front of them who don't know whether they are alive or dead, they completely ignored Duland's warning just now, and they have no intention of retreating at all. This made Durand secretly annoyed. I was a little helpless. He was sure that if he were to change to the six clans of the royal court, he would definitely escape faster than he broke through, because most of them had heard or seen Duland's "ferocity".

As for the four clans outside the court......

They really don't know Duland!

Duland's reputation among the six clans of the royal court was completely fought in battles against the patriarchs of the six clans again and again. The high-level leaders of the six clans all know. Any clansman who has the potential to break through to the eighth level may be attacked by Durand. It's useless to hide even in the deepest part of the royal court!

And the four clans outside the court have never produced a seventh-level powerhouse at all, at least not in the years that Durand has come to the City of Shepherds, because of this, Durand and they have almost no intersection, so it is strange that they know Duland.

At this moment, an old man wearing a deep purple robe walked out of the people of the Night Elf clan.

The old man, who was supposed to be the leader of the night elves, walked proudly to the inner edge of the outer wall, then raised the black wood scepter in his hand, pointed at the sky above the royal court, and chanted at a long time:

"When night falls, the wind and snow retreat."

A deep purple beam of light emerged from the tip of the scepter, shooting lightning into the air. At the same time, seven or eight night elves dressed similarly behind the old man pointed in unison into the air, and seven or eight purple beams of light rose into the air, all of which merged into the purple light shot out by the old man.

The purple light suddenly became pitch black as ink, and exploded silently above the royal court, turning into an egg-shaped curtain and falling down. The scope of the curtain was so large that it actually enveloped the entire Full Moon Royal Court. In the night, the wind and snow dissipated. Without the wind and snow blocking the line of sight, a qiē in the royal court was suddenly clearly presented in front of the eyes of the four clans outside the court.

It's okay not to look at it, this time, many guys who couldn't see through the snow curtain due to lack of strength immediately changed their faces, and for a while, the voices of exclamation came and went.

Most of the royal court was deserted, except for tall buildings and empty streets, and it seemed that the people of the six clans of the royal court had disappeared. And on the street, which led from the southern gate of the royal court to the main hall in the center, there were corpses lying on them, and there were people of all races. The corpses were stacked on top of each other, and although many of them were already covered by snow, a few were still exposed. Except for children, there were old men, and there were hardly any young warriors or young women to be seen.

"Is there any mistake? What the hell is going on here?! ”

"What about the warriors of the six clans of the royal court? Why are the old people and children who are dying? ”

"Who is that human?"

Discussions erupted, and eyes full of horror and confusion fell on the bloody and sinful street. As I looked up the street, I saw that at the end of the road where the corpses were stacked, there was a thin wall of red and blue.

The crystal wall staggered at the end of the road, cutting it off. One side of the crystal wall is full of tattered flesh and blood, and there is enough for one person to be tall! They are all alien people who sacrificed their lives to crash into the crystal wall and then blew themselves up.

And on the other side of the crystal wall, stands Duland.

Durand didn't bother to talk nonsense with these guys outside the court. He didn't want to waste time and was preparing to break through the defense line directly. Then the fire rushed to the west to intercept Cyrus.

However, as soon as his body moved, he froze for a moment, and then slowly retracted his steps.

On the outer wall of the royal court, a night elf warrior wearing soft armor and hanging a scimitar at her waist was holding a dark purple war bow with three feathered arrows on the bowstring, aiming at Duland's upper, middle and lower three key points.

The female warrior's eyes were as cold as eagles, and her hands were so steady that they didn't tremble. There was an imperceptible bright red on the arrows of the feathered arrows.

Durand looked at the shape of the feathered arrow and the poison smeared on the arrow. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he spoke: "It was you who attacked me just now, right?" ”

The samurai was expressionless, cold as an ice cube, staring at Durand without speaking.

The corners of Duland's mouth curled, and he said slowly with a little complexity: "...... I'm just wondering, when did the Night Elf clan come out with a seventh-level powerhouse? I didn't even know! Seemingly. The news of the three kings is not very well-informed. ”

He spoke slowly, his eyes shining with a colorful light. With the power of insight, the strength of this night elf female warrior was clearly presented in front of Duland.

She is a genuine seventh-level powerhouse, and judging from her ruthlessness and sophistication when she shoots, I am afraid that she is also quite powerful among seventh-level powerhouses. Although it can't reach the level of the seventh-level peak, it is compared to Vivian. I'm afraid it's not far off. If the real age of the samurai is as young as she seems, it is really not ordinary.

So, the Night Elves quietly cultivated a genius?

Durand glanced at the old night elf next to the female warrior, the old man was not a night elf warrior, but a dark mage unique to the night elf clan. Durand could tell. The old man is the leader of the night elf clan, but his level is only level six. It's not as good as the female samurai. But it's not too surprising that powerful people aren't necessarily suited to be leaders.

At this time, the old man spoke, his voice was old, and his tone was stern: "Human! Who are you? What was born here? Where have they all gone? ”

To be honest, Durand feels very dangerous to the old man.

Although Durand didn't seem to have any strong aura, the excessively huge musket on his shoulder, as well as his eyes that flashed with seven-colored light from time to time, made the old man's heart tremble.

However, at the thought that the Night Elf clan now had its own seventh-level powerhouse, the old man's heart couldn't help but regain his courage, he needed to figure out what had happened to the Full Moon Court.

Especially now that the situation of the Full Moon Royal Court is too weird, the old people and children are dead, but the other clansmen seem to be steaming in the world. If you don't find out what happened, not only the old man himself, but also the other clansmen of the four clans outside the court will not be at ease.

So, as the representative of the four clans, the old man raised his voice and asked again: "Human! Answer me! Who are you? What was born here? You'd better be honest, or else—"

"How else?" Durand directly interrupted the old man's words, and said lightly: "With you people, do you think you can force me to speak?" Or do you think that night elf chick next to you can defeat me? ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes slowly narrowed into two slits, and a cold and fierce light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he said coldly: "Yes, that's what I think!" As far as I know, in the pasture, there are no human powerhouses of level eight or above, that is to say, you are only at the peak of level seven at most. And we not only have a seventh-level powerhouse on our side, but also all the elites of our four clans outside the court, which is enough to make up for the gap between the seventh-level and the seventh-level peak! ”

The words were categorical, and immediately made many people of the four clans who were muttering in their hearts feel reassured.

The old man took a deep breath and said abruptly, "One last chance, answer my question!" Sue me, what's going on here! Otherwise......"

The old man didn't say any more, and a strong murderous aura suddenly flashed on the old man's face, and he raised the black wood scepter in his hand high.

As he moved, the sound of countless armor colliding and weapons unsheathed sounded intensively. The Night Elf warriors drew their bows and arrows at Durand. The Black Mages gathered together and stared at Durand with malicious malice. The two rows of Force Titans stood up in silence, drew their axes hanging from their waists, and prepared to throw. The Barbarians and Storm Dwarves surged to the edge of the outer wall under the leadership of their respective leaders, and at the slightest command, they would leap off the outer wall and attack Durand.

In the blink of an eye, Durand is about to face the siege of all the elite forces of the four clans outside the court!

He was silent, his eyes flickering slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It wasn't until the old man smiled and was about to press down the dark wood scepter in his hand that Durand suddenly moved. I saw him tilt his head slightly, smile at the cold night elf female warrior, and then point like a sword, point his finger from afar, and spit out a word in his mouth: "Break." ”

The female warrior was stunned on the spot, and then her face changed wildly.

The war bow in her hand suddenly became extremely hot, and the temperature of the three feathered arrows plummeted, and it was freezing cold in an instant. She watched as the deep purple bow turned red from the inside out, then melted like wax into water. At the same time, the surface of the three feathered arrows was covered with a thin layer of blue ice, and then with a few clicks, it shattered into countless fine ice chips.