With the final agreement reached between the two parties, the military department's blockade of Falling Silver City has been slightly relaxed, and merchants and bounty hunters have begun to enter, albeit under strict scrutiny. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the day after the agreement was reached, a small Bloodline-style airship slowly landed in the airship harbor near the territory of the Cyborg Council. The Ancient Blood, wrapped in a black cloak, boarded the Mani family's airship, which had been waiting here for a long time.

The huge airship raised the huge solar sail with three copper coins drawn on it, and then slowly lifted into the air!

In the huge conference cabin, the blood clan sat in the center, and at this moment, the pitch-black cloak had been put aside, revealing the old man of the blood clan inside. This is the Marquis of the Flame Monarch Clan that Alan saw in the Black Gold Harbor that day.

"Dear Marquis of Rosefell, my son-in-law Saxon greets you!"

A middle-aged man who was unusually neatly dressed said respectfully, and placed a delicate wooden box in front of the Marquis of the Blood Clan, he opened it gently, and there were twenty blood-threaded gold crystals neatly placed inside.

Rothfil nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the delicate wooden box vanished.

Space Gear!

The middle-aged man from the Mani family couldn't help but look shocked, and then he noticed his gaffe, and his face returned to calm.

"My lord, this time the plan has changed, my young master has forced the other party to agree to the request for a duel, so the original plan for the attack on Luoyin City has been temporarily put on hold. However, my young master still hopes that you can make a move, just in case. The sniper who remained in the city must be eliminated. ”

"I'm curious, a twelfth-level little fellow, why did Young Master Saxon have to ask me to come forward. Doesn't he have such a strong man in his hands? Rothfil looked up at the middle-aged man with piercing eyes.

The man laughed dryly, and felt that his whole body was a little stiff, it was a powerful pressure from the blood clan, and in front of this ancient blood clan, it was like a hearty meal, although the other party might not necessarily look at his own blood......

The middle-aged man turned on the projection of the conference cabin, and then stood quietly to the side, and the image reflected on the wall was the first heir of the Mani family, the Saxon Mani.

"Dear Marquis of Rosefell, the reason why I must invite you here is actually a helpless move. The mighty man in my hands is firmly bound by my dear brother, Tereshi, and has no time to care about Solomon at this moment. Moreover, Tereshi's counterattack was very fierce, although I set up a game to trick him into an ambush circle, but the number of strong men under his command was not weaker than mine at all, and even many of them were hidden secret forces. This time it seemed like a trap I had set, and I always felt that my dear brother had jumped in on purpose. ”

"Solomon is the least threatening, but he has the most potential, so I can't let it develop. That's why I invited you to come, and with your help, my plan will be more effective with half the effort. What I'm most worried about is not that twelfth-level human, but the forces hidden in the shadows of Luoyin City. I've done a detailed investigation and found that Falling Silver City had been invaded by zombies on a large scale, and that it had managed to repel the enemy and received a reward from the military headquarters. ”

"I sincerely ask for your help!"

The picture froze, Rossfield nodded, and then looked at the middle-aged man on the side: "I understand, since I promised Young Master Saxon, I will do my part." ”

The middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief, then waved his hand, and the door of the conference cabin was opened, and two young women with beautiful faces walked in. Obviously, they are professionally trained, and the sensuality and femininity of women are fully revealed between walks, and what is even more exaggerated is the poor fabric on their bodies, except for the looming cover of key parts, almost the same as full/nude.

Rothfair's eyes narrowed, his nose moved, and he was enchanted by the sweet smell of the girl's body.

"Virgin?" Rothfield's old face already showed a look of satisfaction.

"I hope you're satisfied!"

The middle-aged man slowly exited the conference cabin, and the moment he closed the door, a piercing scream came from the conference cabin......

In the end, the date of the life-and-death duel was set for the thirteenth day after the military headquarters blockaded the Silver City. The day before, Saxon had arrived at the camp outside the Silver City by airship.

He was accompanied by a group of retinues wrapped in black iron armor, and the bodies of these guys exuded a heart-palpitating murderous aura, as if they could see the overflowing blood from the cracks in the black armor. These retinues were the Saxons' carefully cultivated personal guards, the Iron-Blooded Banner.

At this moment, Osborne was sitting in the center of the tent, his eyes sharply looking at Rossfil, who was sitting not far away. There seemed to be a terrifying blizzard brewing in the blue eyes.

"Me! Need an explanation! Osborne's tone was cold and murderous, and with almost every word he spat out, the temperature inside the tent dropped a little, and when he finished the last word, the entire floor of the tent was covered with a layer of frost.

Rossfell smiled slightly, and a heat wave that was imperceptible to the naked eye swept out with him as the center, and the frost on the ground only lasted less than a second before he smiled quickly. Osborne not only snorted, but his body shook back heavily, and the whole person almost flipped over.

Saxon gently raised his right foot and stomped on the ground, and the blood-colored ripples of water followed him like a shadow, and in an instant they spread throughout the camp. Even the scorching temperature quickly cooled, a change that surprised Rothsfil for a while, and looked at Saxon with a little more solemnity.

"Both of you are here to help, so don't hurt the harmony." Saxon smiled and became a peacemaker.

"Didn't you say you would have a relationship with the Bloodlines at the beginning of our cooperation?" Osborne said with a displeased face, but this time his tone softened slightly, Rossfield's strength is obvious to all, just the collision in pure energy made him suffer a small loss, if the other party intends to attack, although he will not be seriously injured, but at least two or three days of cultivation.

Saxon stood up and walked up and down in the tent: "Osborne, my good brother. You need to broaden your horizons and look a little farther. Within the Republic, we are on the same page as the Cyborg Council, but on the outer battlefields, we are on the same page. If you and I want to become legendary powerhouses in the end, we must travel to the Outlands. And there, there is no distinction between humans and bloods, only us and the enemy! ”

Osborne snorted heavily, not speaking. Instead, Rothfil asked, "I don't know how sure you are of winning Solomon." ”

"Solomon is not afraid, I am most worried about the lord of the Silver City-Alan!" Saxon said with a solemn expression.