Although the sound was transmitted from the front, the surging of the air was from the rear. Muhathir turned around, his eyes shining with a dazzling light.

Under the strong light, a qiē that had been hidden in the darkness was exposed, and the young man could barely distinguish a panicked black emaciated figure that was about to retreat, and his eyes were full of fear.

The dark stone chamber was suddenly filled with bright light, revealing walls covered with cracks and cobwebs, dead vines and mosses crawling on the walls, and strange creatures perched on the rooftops.

Some mouse-like creatures seemed to be afraid of the bright light, and quickly hid in the small hole in the corner, like a fading tide. Around the boy, the six Bloods couldn't face up to the light, and half-knelt down, stretching out a hand to cover their eyes that were not covered by their headscarves.

Under the bright light, the skin on their hands will actually dry and crack, smoke, and ooze bodily fluids that are indistinguishable from those of humans.

According to Muhadi's understanding, this kind of simulated light is not sunlight after all, and it can't kill these undead monsters, but it is enough to make them feel pain and hurt. However, judging from the other party's fearful Cheng Dù, the strength of these monsters should also be attenuated, so they are afraid of this, probably they haven't drunk blood for a long time.

These Atas races, Muhadi sighed in his heart, are all proud and power-worshipping guys. Whether you are in the tribe, on the street, in the waterworks or here, you must first show that you have the ability to protect yourself, and others will value you a little.

The boy remembered a saying he had heard on Earth, life is a bargain, what are you willing to fight for, and what you will get in the end. If your floor is low, then the world will one day find your low price and press it to squeeze you. Most of these Atas races are always ready to fight, willing to fight, and skilled in fighting. Probably because if they showed weakness in this cruel world, they would be immediately squeezed dry by slave owners, profiteers, and robbers and thieves.

"Enough!" exclaimed Muhadi, "Do I have to show my strength before I can have a good conversation everywhere I go?!"

The intense light suddenly disappeared, as without warning as when they appeared. The Bloods didn't need to breathe, but Muhati seemed to hear the wincing feelings of the Bloods around him.

"Sure enough, it's a psychic mancer, just like that hated Ekis," the leader spoke, but this time his tone was no longer so unhurried, with a hint ......of helplessness. “...... You've earned the right to pitch to us, damn it, if it weren't for ......"

"If you weren't starving, you would have been able to restrain me?" Muhadi choked on the leader as he finished what he had to say.

"Let me guess, you haven't had blood in a long time, haven't you?" said Muhadi, watching his man's movements. "In the past, when slavery had not been abolished, you could probably buy slaves to feed yourself. Now, it's a lot harder, isn't it?"

The boy continued, "In the past, no one cared about the death of a few slaves, and the Witch King and the Templars didn't care. Now, it's nothing to die one or two, but if there are too many dead, someone will notice and someone will track it down. The king election conference is about to be held, and I have heard that whether it is Shatili the Coral Witch, or the Great Psychic Warlock Akis, or the leader of the gladiators, Ricas, and others are all in a hurry to make a big achievement. I think they'd be interested in smashing a vampire counter-revolutionary gang of violent people, so you're going to have to stay out. ”

The Bloods were silent, and the sound of sharp claws hanging over the surface of the stone slab could be heard in the darkness. Ling didn't interrupt without a sound, but listened to the boy continue.

"I don't know if these big people don't care about the lives and deaths of the untouchables in the city. But those who have a heart can use you as an opportunity for their own merits or against political opponents......" said the boy...... Even the former leader of the Templars, Thesian, was anxious to do something to show that he was truly committed to the revolutionary cause, and not the remnants of a tyrannical regime. ”

"You don't even dare to sneak out into the street to catch a person to eat, do you? Coral Witch's prophetic magic, Akith's psionic powers, can locate such an obvious crime scene. And you don't dare to do anything to them, because that will only force them to change their allegiance. ”

There was a voice in the darkness that retorted, sharp and angry, and angry. "You guessed wrong!"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" echo questioned Muhadi.

"I'm not guessing, I'm analyzing. The boy shrugged in the darkness, "I just saw the hides you left behind, most of them broken, as well as biting marks from insects and rodents. ”

"Those are the relics left behind by your victims, and judging by the traces of insect devouring, it's been some time. ”

The Bloodclan were silent, and finally asked in a low voice. "What is your building?"

"My construction is that you lend me a few people, human subordinates or blood clans. I'm going to talk to the halflings in the city about what they owe me. ”

"You want to settle accounts with the halflings?, so what can we get?!" the leader questioned.

"Everything. Muhadi said, "Fresh blood and plenty of booty." ”

"As I said earlier, I am a member of the Scorpio tribe. And on the way to Tyre, a group of halflings ambushed the envoys of the Scorpion Tribe. They took a lot of things that didn't belong to them, and also killed some of our companions. So I was anxious to see the blood of the halfling, as revenge. ”

"These halflings are now hiding in the city's halfling settlement, and I need to find some helpers to kill them to avenge the day's revenge. ”

"After the deed is done, all the loot, including the items they stole from the Scorpion Tribe Mission, will belong to you, and all I want is revenge...... and the right to pick a piece of loot first. "Muhadi's generous promise.

"Pick a trophy first?" This particular request obviously caught the attention of the Bloodclan Leader, and he must have heard the news that the Scorpion Tribe's mission had escorted the artifact to Tyre, so he thought that I had gone to trouble the halfling in order to recover the artifact.

"What if...... These halflings are as powerful as you say, enough to rob your mission. Why should I send my men to their deaths?"

"In the desert, halflings ambushed us. And in the city, we can ambush them. Muhati replied in a tone that was no more than a piece of cake, "Halflings live in the riverbed caves in the Great River District, where the passages are narrow and dark, and most places can only allow one person to pass through guò, one-on-one, I don't think Bloods or Psychic Warlocks will be afraid to fight with Halflings." ”

And it's so narrow that the face dancer can't hide, so he can only show up and walk through the passage that barely accommodates an adult, which is certainly much easier to deal with than a killer in the shadows. I believe that no matter how big they are, they will not be able to make their own holes in the riverbed.

"Not to mention that these halflings have already suffered heavy casualties," the young man then persuaded, "have you heard that there was no attack at the Chengdong Waterworks yesterday?"

After the attack on the waterworks that day, Muhathir instructed the workers to sell the bodies of the halflings for lizard feed, so the city would definitely be able to find out. As for the participation of the face dancers, of course, it was kept secret, and didn't the mustachioed man also hide the attack born in his house? for the simple reason of preventing panic.

"I've heard that someone is selling a lot of lizard feed. But as you said before, if such a blatant attack is carried out, will the big men in the ruling council stand by and watch? Aren't they all in a hurry to make meritorious contributions to the election of the king?"

"I'm not just a councillor of the Scorpio Tribe, I'm also a member of the City Watch. Muhadi replied confidently. "I'm a Psychic Warlock, which means I'm a henchman of Lord Achilles. ”

The boy was ashamed to lie, and the other party couldn't confront Ekis anyway. And according to their own plans, they will not live long. "I can vouch for you, and this time you will avenge me, and no one will interfere. These halflings have dared to attack a tribe allied with Tyre, and the Council has long wanted to eradicate them!"

The thirst for blood, for the spoils of war, attracts these hungry bloods. Muhadi was sure that the Blood Clan Leader was planning to pretend to cooperate, and when he really found the artifact, he would kill himself and then flee far away, this idea was too tempting.

"I still doubt ......" a voice interjected, he estimated that he was standing far away, so it sounded hazy and echoed.

"Quiet!" commanded.

"All psychic warlocks are peerless eloquents and liars, and I can't trust you unless you leave a drop of your blood. "Our blood clan has a unique blood curse, and if you disobey your foundation, then you will suffer a fate that is a hundred times more terrible than death. ”

"Reasonable mention, I accept. The boy replied, drawing his scimitar, grasping the blade in his left hand and bringing his fingers together.

With a flick of his right hand, the blade cut a hole in the boy's left hand. The Bloodclan watched as the boy used his spirit to make a drop of blood float in the air and slowly float forward.

"The blood of the Psychic Warlock, I take it. Finally, he agreed to Muhadi's offer.

The leader of the Bloodline was finally lent to the boy six subordinates, three Bloods and three Humans. Among the humans were the masked man who led the way earlier and the thief on the street.

The group waited until it was dark and then came out of the lair, and as Muhadi expected, these Bloods even deceived their own human subordinates, who did not know that their boss and several cores were not human. I just thought they liked to live in seclusion.

The three Bloods were silent, so Muhati found something to talk to a few humans. Make your group seem less eccentric and murderous.

"What is that pet of yours?" asked the daytime thief.

"Your Excellency?" said the thief, visibly afraid of the Psychic Warlock, "It's Hop, Your Grace. ”

"What's Hoppy?"

"Hopping is a creature, my lord," said the thief, "there are many different kinds of Hopping, and the owner of the city's corral raises these little lizards and breeds them into different breeds. I'm just a thief hopping!

Muhadi was paying attention to his surroundings while chatting absentmindedly with the other party. "Thief jumping?"

"Hopping is named after what they are used for, my lord!" explained the thief, "there are Thief Hop, Edible Hop, Insect Hop, Leather Hop, Dye Hop, Hop, and so on." ”

"Can lizards play instruments?" Muhadi was satisfied when he noticed that Aisha's black robe appeared not far behind him, and tacitly typed the agreed code.

"Your Excellency, you are so pure. The thief replied.

Passing by the Great Pyramid, where the City Watch headquarters of Tyre City Watch was located, Muhati noticed that several of the Bloods were visibly nervous, their exposed eyes scanning around uneasily, as if they were ready to flee at any moment. But when they saw that nothing happened, they relaxed again, and looked at Muhathir with a little more trust in their eyes.

Important places like palaces and the Great Pyramid were clearly equipped with detection magic. Undead creatures like the Bloodclan and other strange creatures are obviously the targets of detection. Now that they have safely passed from the edge of the Great Pyramid without anyone coming out to arrest them, it shows that the "City Watch" promised by the boy before will never interfere is indeed credible.

What the Bloods didn't know was that Muhadi had gone to the City Watch before he had even found them. He reports to the mustachioed man about his plan to use his helpers against the Face Dancer, asking that the City Watch cooperate with the action, but not startle the snake.

The mustachioed man, known as the Butcher of Truth, was also anxious to get out of the shadow of the face dancer, so he agreed to Muhadi's request. At this moment, he was leading a group of gladiators to set up an ambush circle near the halfling gathering place. Although he didn't expect Muhati to bring out a vampire, it was basically the same as planned, so he didn't let the City Watch bother the young man.

Muhati looked at the double moon above his head, such an arrangement, if the face dancer didn't come out, it would be a big miscalculation, and so far, he can only do his best.

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p.s.

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