The changes in Konoha Town are beyond the normal range that Marven can bear. He has always felt that the positioning of it is an ordinary civilian settlement. The full involvement of the main army began to complicate things and make it difficult to adopt more effective methods.

There is no more effective way to close the trade routes than to cut them off. Human life includes many aspects, from the material to the spiritual, which can be understood as food and books. Relying on the portal that connects the spatial realm, Konoha Town can indeed get enough food. But the townsfolk are members of the empire after all, and the ancient culture within the space seems too alien to them, and they don't bother to come into contact with it. Blockade pricing was certainly a plan made by Duke Marven from the beginning. He used a lot of power to control the entire business network in Fuzhou City. This has created an embarrassing situation in which Kenson and others cannot sell the high-quality furs in their hands, and they cannot buy back other daily necessities at normal prices.

There is only one purpose: to attract everyone of Konoha Town to Oviado City and turn Konoha Town into a lifeless dead city.

As long as this is done first, Marven has enough confidence to negotiate with Su Hao, so as to exchange the holding of the H C 993 space field from Su Hao at the cost of all the chips in his hands.

This is the safest and most reasonable course of action, and it is also in accordance with the laws of the Empire.

Now, Marvin feels that things have become especially tricky.

Konoha Town has actually become a frontier fortress directly under the jurisdiction of the "Iron Warriors" legion? In other words, his previous qiē actions have lost their meaning.

He got up from the couch, frowned, and paced back and forth in the lavishly decorated room.

That space realm must not be abandoned. Otherwise, all the qiē paid before will be wasted. Losses aren't just about money. More importantly, it is the reputation of being a duke and the importance of one's own language.

After thinking for more than ten minutes, Marven pressed the beautiful and delicate communicator on his wrist, and a young man's face immediately appeared on the miniature screen. He was a close confidant of the Duke and was in charge of external liaison and the circulation of information.

"Sue the Marquis of Wang Hejun, things have become more complicated than expected. Now, it's time for him to play his part. ”

Duke Marven said seriously: "Let him use the internal connections of the military to investigate, who is secretly helping Su Hao?" Also, why did he do this? ”

……

When Su Hao walked into Lartasen again, he found that everything here had been ruined.

The not-so-tall, but sturdy walls were torn down, and the marks of the explosion of the heavy spears of the dark creatures remained near the gaps. The guard tower here is not too high, at most more than ten meters, but it was blown off from the bottom and collapsed. Many of the concrete blocks had smooth cuts and flat cuts, apparently the result of the dark creatures slashing with the force of cold weapons.

Steel bars extracted from collapsed buildings, wooden poles more than two meters long, door frames made out of houses...... All these things that were able to stand upright were buried in the ground. Their tops are sharpened, and hundreds of broken human bodies are stuck in them. There are heads, but also large chunks of the body, or limbs. They were stripped naked, and the surface of the corpses was cut with knives, or crosses, squares, and other strange patterns were painted with dark black paint. The dense corpses stood in this way, linked by spiked wires, and became a huge and terrifying human cemetery in and around Lartasen.

Such a setting is reminiscent of a vineyard made of countless shelves. Obviously, the reason for this practice is to drip all the blood from the body of the deceased. The ground was thoroughly soaked, and the brutal torture made everyone, every corpse look like nothing to go to. Their bodies have been destroyed to the point where there is little humanity left but pain.

The whole of Lartasin was emitting a fresh rancid stench, a huge graveyard, but the occasional faint noise could be heard.

It was a man's head. His eyes were already swollen and white, and the muscles on his face were also visibly spotted. His tongue was forcefully pulled out of his mouth and secured with a nail under the wooden pole where the skull was inserted. The movement came from the lips of the man's head. Even though the two pieces of soft flesh had rotted to the point of decay, the upper and lower gums continued to open and close, and the slimy lips touched and parted, making a strange sound like boots stepping through the wet mud and pulling them up again.

"It's a sacrificial ritual in the dark world."

Pastor Torugal came over from behind, stood beside Su Hao, and explained softly: "These people were not killed by normal methods, but after being tortured, they were dismembered while they were alive. The research process of special potions in the dark world does have some unique features. They have a trait hormone extracted from geckos that is injected into the brain before humans die. In this way, the characteristics of the gecko's tail can be recorded by the deceased's brain. Especially after death, the effect of hormones on cells is also obvious. They control ligaments, muscles, and even bones. Just like now, the gums of the deceased remain moving, their mouths open, and they close. But they can't speak, and this behavior has no practical effect. ”

Su Hao stared at the head that could move on its own, and asked calmly, "Why did the dark creature do this?" ”

"They worship the god of evil, believing that they can worship the evil god in the body of the dead through guò rituals."

Torrugar's eyes unleashed the hateful gaze of a clergyman, and in a subdued tone, he recited a dark passage that had been ruled heretical: "These sacrifices are trapped between life and death, and although their bodies are drained of blood, their consciousness is clear enough to understand their suffering. All the blood continued to drip from the rows of tortured bodies, soaking every inch of the soil, turning the place into a sea of bright red. The terrible murmur gradually rose from the ground, and by this time, the pain of the tortured had been completely replaced by fear, and they saw many strange creatures of the opposite sex burrowing out of the ground, without actual bodies, normal humans could not see their transparent bodies, but the dying could see these monsters lurking in another world, now intruding into the human world through their blood-soaked eyes. They gnaw at the tormented like a greedy swarm, but this is only their illusion, a projection reflected from hell. ”

Su Hao tilted his head and asked, "Does this ritual really work?" ”

"Illusions, and projections."

Torugal shook his head: "Please pay attention to these extremely crucial words, dark creatures like to do this, but it doesn't mean that this ritual can really be associated with the demons of the space realm. In fact, even within the dark world, there are two voices of recognition and denial. The High Dark Council had never recognized such rituals, and the High Dark Nobles scoffed at it. However, those dark creatures of low status who have climbed up from the lowest levels of society are especially enthusiastic about this ritual. They believe they can draw power from it, and they use this ritual against their most hated targets. They believe that space demons love fear and pain, so they torture these people in the most cruel way possible. ”

"Hate?"

Su Hao remembered the last time he came to Lartasen, he and his team members were welcomed, and his voice suddenly became cold and fierce: "The residents here are ordinary people. Don't dark creatures have a habit of eating humans? Even if they don't eat that much for a while, they will take the living and trade them in the slave market. Compared to the so-called rituals, this practice is really in the interest. They...... Why? ”

Torugal reached out and pulled the deceased's head from the top of the pole and threw it into the pit dug by the legionnaires and servants: "Who knows? They think differently than humans. Perhaps, they believe in the effect of rituals. Compared to food and money, strength is what counts. ”

Su Hao did not continue to ask on this issue. He turned, looking down at the messy footprints on the ground. The difference between dark creatures and humans is obvious, their leg muscles are more developed than humans, and the soles of their feet are larger and wider than humans, and if it weren't for the hard bony protrusions on the edges of the soles, it would be difficult to make out the marks.

"Pastor, you stay with a squad to perform a soul purification ceremony for these victims."

Su Hao issued an order in an orderly manner: "I must catch up with those dark creatures. Anyone has to pay for what they have done. It doesn't matter if it's an alien or some other demon. ”

Zhang Zhongyuan, the pharmacist standing next to him, nodded and echoed murderously: "They must be allowed to die." ”

Su Hao nodded gloomily: "Then, crush the bones and scatter ashes." ”

……

It feels terrible to be suddenly awakened from sleep, and Earl Watson, although not human, is also affected by the brain's thinking. It has never liked nightmares, and thinks they are simply the scariest existence in the world.

Creatures of darkness can be afraid? This kind of thing sounds ridiculous. However, from a biological point of view, it is not surprising.

Lartasen was far from the Dark World, and Watson's team couldn't traverse the entire gray area in a short period of time. It must camp in the wilderness with all its retinue.

Camping, too, was a term that annoyed Earl Watson. It instinctively thinks of the destroyed outpost, its own private property, a logistics supply depot that it spent a lot of money to build. A great loss, especially for the highly productive human women, who are to Earl Watson the best sows in the human world. The loss of even one of them would make the Count extremely distressed.

Now, they're all killed by damn humans. Bastard! Bastard! Damn bastards! Don't they think that those women are their own kind?

Although the tent was pitched, the night wind was cold enough to penetrate the bone marrow. Count Watson didn't feel the slightest sleep, and just as it pondered whether it should let the youngest handsome man in and help him with his mouth or buttocks, he suddenly heard a groan of extreme pain.

It was a human woman who had come from Lartasen. When he conquered that settlement, Count Watson got a large number of human prisoners of war, each of whom looked different, but for this one, Count Watson still remembered vividly.

She was beautiful, and importantly clean, and a very young virgin. Count Watson, of course, does not have a non-friendly intimacy with a human being. It just treats this woman as a rare delicacy. Although the Count's personality is rough and wild, he has not evolved to the terrible point of being willing to take the initiative to engage in physical contact with food. Yes, that's a very scary thing to do. It's like a strong human guy who has a crush on a sow or a cow, and then he holds their butts and tries hard. Maybe the sows and cows are clean and virgin in the herd. However, this kind of thing has completely subverted the moral concept that human society should have. Everyone who knows will look at you in a different light. Even if you don't think it matters, if the sow and cow get pregnant, you're going to get in a lot of trouble as the perpetrator.

According to the classification of biology, this new species born of a mixture of humans and animals should be called "pig people"? Or a "human pig"?

The Dark World also values bloodlines. From the highest-ranking Dark Monarch to the lowest-ranking Dark Warrior, none of them regarded humans as high-level intelligent lifeforms equal to themselves. This is pretty much the basic concept of the dark world that humans have. Therefore, whether humans take the initiative to find dark creatures, or dark creatures rape human women, both actions will cause absolute contempt and anger from both camps. Neither they nor they think it's the true meaning of damn love, they just think it's the negative effects of excessive adrenaline and hormones in a violent and irrational state. Whether the victim is a woman, or a sow, the only way to solve the problem is to kill her (it) and eat it.

The night wind was getting colder and colder, and there was an unbearable biting sensation. There is no more annoying time than the early winter, when the air is dry and cold, and it is often difficult to sleep with a dry throat, all the saliva in the mouth sticking together, and even the act of opening the mouth to speak. You will subconsciously feel like drinking water, and the word "water" will instantly arise in your mind to raise all kinds of questions about the cold. The so-called dilemma of thinking was like this, and Count Watson completely lost interest in blood at this time. It desperately needs a glass of water, it's hot, it's hot, it's the kind that can feel the warmth through the glass.

The understanding of "noble" is often vividly reflected in the details of life. For example, now, if you are a high-ranking nobleman with a rich family, even if you are sleeping in the wild, you always have a dark maid by your side who is responsible for taking care of the master's daily life. Although females are so rare in the dark world, in terms of numbers, they are not as "precious". The strong demand for dark females is actually an exaggeration of the male members of the dark world. Behind this, there are also deliberate promoters of high-ranking nobles. The human world has always been interested in this information, and has also collected a lot of information about the gender contrast in the dark world. According to the analysis of the Imperial Intelligence Agency: the males and females of the Dark World should be 500 or 300 to 1.

This number is based on the analysis of body fluid samples from different time periods in the womb of creatures in the dark world, and the accuracy is extremely high. However, the reality is often very different from what it should be. According to reports from human lurkers, all dark females are born and must undergo a series of tests on physiognomy, abilities, constitution, and more. With the exception of the naturally born Dark Individuals, all other Dark Female Hatchlings had to execute the unqualified individuals on the spot at the behest of their masters, the nobles.

This is not surprising. The Dark World, like the Human Empire, has developed its own civilization through continuous evolution. They are also a whole society. Fighting is just one part of all the goals of dark creatures in life. If you want to keep the dark world running, you must have a variety of dark creatures to play a role in the job that suits you. They also need engineers and doctors, farmers and workers, and while the financial order of the dark world is very chaotic, skilled craftsmen and designers can also create value. Due to their different understandings and needs for food, the dark world is destined to be unable to obtain nutrients from the land through guò farming, as humans do. Although they also have human-based biological farms, they produce far less than the amount of flour, rice, and other crops that human farms get each harvest season. Because the food harvesting process of the dark world is a whole level higher than that of the human world - they must first cultivate rice and wheat and use this as the basis for making fodder for human slaves. Then, you can use these things to feed more slaves, and finally you can feed yourself with fresh meat.

This is a bit of a nomadic in ancient times. However, raising slaves is definitely not as simple as feeding cattle and sheep with forage. If you want to raise slaves well and meet the standards of the dark world for food, you must pay attention to the nutritional balance of slaves. Of course, there must be some foods that are too high in fat, but not too much. Slim young men and women are completely in line with the aesthetic view of food in the dark world, but definitely not the so-called "skinny" of the human world. In that way, you can't eat any meat at all, and your mouth is full of stuffed bones. The manufacturing level - they must first cultivate rice and wheat, and use them as a basis to make fodder for human slaves. Then, you can use these things to feed more slaves, and finally you can feed yourself with fresh meat.

This is a bit of a nomadic in ancient times. However, raising slaves is definitely not as simple as feeding cattle and sheep with forage. If you want to raise slaves well and meet the standards of the dark world for food, you must pay attention to the nutritional balance of slaves. Of course, there must be some foods that are too high in fat, but not too much. Slim young men and women are completely in line with the aesthetic view of food in the dark world, but definitely not the so-called "skinny" of the human world. In that way, you can't eat any meat at all, and your mouth is full of stuffed bones.