Qianye was hiding in an abandoned float boat at the moment, and only half of the main cabin was left, and the torn edges were all sharp metal blades. All sorts of waste hung on it, floating in the wind, like a messy flag, and also obscured the view.

At this moment, Qianye looked out through the hole that was originally a porthole, and he was very careful to hide himself completely behind the metal wall, including his eyes, and there was only a black lens of a telescope outside the window.

In the field of vision, Wilde's figure is dark red, and the color is very light, indicating that there is not much dark force spilling out of his body. This is the sign of a truly superior blood clan, and the truly strong people in the blood clan can converge their blood qi and force, and they will not be detected by a single tactical scope at all.

It seems that this is the knighted bloodline that Night Hitomi said. Chiya watched Wilde closely, not sparing even the smallest part of his movements.

In Thousand Nights' cognition, the Upper Blood Clan and the Blood Clan Warrior are completely different creatures. The blood clan with a knighthood, even the lowest-level blood knights, are above the seventh level, and they are by no means something that Qianye can contend with. Although his opponent was led to the garbage dump because of his arrogance, he knew that he only had one chance.

Must hit with one hit!

The chance of a thousand nights lies in the fact that the opponent would not have thought that a second-level human would have a big killing weapon like the Scorpion Needle and the Demon Breaking Mithril Bullet in his hands!

Chiya saw Wilde searching blindly, and on several occasions even turned his back to him, but never attacked. The upper blood clans are extremely quick to react, and at this time, Wilde has just entered the garbage dump, and he is still in the most alert state, which is not the best time to snipe.

As early as the time of the Huangquan training camp, Qianye had learned what patience was, and for him, who had no future, the most meaningful thing in his life at the moment was to kill the high-ranking blood clan in front of him.

In the garbage dump environment, Wilde's proud sense of smell turned into a burden. The clue is broken here, and he can only rely on the resonance of blood and life force, and rely on his eyes and experience to search for opponents.

But in such a huge garbage dump, there are many objects of different shapes and shapes, stacked and crowded together in all kinds of unbelievable ways, how easy is it to find someone who is deliberately hidden?

As he walked, Wilde stopped abruptly and looked up at the top of the wreck of a battleship opposite. On the gangway that sloped high into the air, a slender figure appeared.

"Night pupils, you're coming in too!" Wilde looked astonished.

He knew that the identity of the night pupil was special, and a person like her would never have stepped into such a filthy place. Unexpectedly, not only did she come, but she also seemed to intend to fight with herself here.

"Why can't I come?" said the night pupil coldly.

Wilde suddenly took off his neat gown, threw it on the ground, and then said with a smile: "Since you are not afraid of dirty, then what am I afraid of!"

After speaking, Wilde drew a soft sword, trembled straight, and the whole person suddenly rose from the ground and met the night pupil.

And the night pupil pulled out a short knife and jumped down from a height of tens of meters, and when she was in mid-air, she suddenly stepped the wall of the airship, changed direction strangely, and instantly pounced on Wilde's side!

The two of them turned into two phantoms, moving and fighting like lightning, and every second they didn't know how many attacks they delivered to each other, but there was rarely the sound of blade fighting.

Qianye observed the battle between the two sides for a while, and pointed the telescope at the night pupil.

In the Bloodline Vision, there was hardly a trace of red light in the night pupil, which was not much different from invisibility. Qianye frowned, it stands to reason that this has been able to confirm her human identity, but he doesn't know why, he always feels that something is wrong.

Qianye has fought dozens of battles with the Bloodline, and is familiar with their fighting style. The Blood's combat balance between strength, speed and fighting skills, especially their inhuman speed and the huge strength that does not match their body shape, is the most essential difference between them and the Terran warriors of the same level. Just looking at the scene, it is clear that the two high-ranking blood clans are fighting, but the night pupil does not have the due dark force reaction.

Believing that the night pupil is a human, but seeing her fighting in the way of a pure high-ranking blood clan, this scene always makes Qianye have an indescribable awkward feeling.

Qianye quietly retreated into the airship's mechanical room, the space was basically intact, and I hoped that the shielding effect would also leave a little. He took out the Scorpion Needle, then with great care, snapped the crystal cartridge into the refill magazine, and pressed a Demon-Breaking Mithril bullet into the chamber.

He waited a few seconds, and everything was normal, and the Demon Breaker Mithril Bullet was not affected by the dark blood on his body. The production process of the scorpion needle is really top-notch, all the positions are sealed, and there is no leakage.

Qianye showed a smile that was almost invisible, and it was good news that she could still use the Demon Breaking Weapon normally. Then he took the handle of the gun in his hand and slowly injected the Force.

Dark red lines lit up on the gun's body, and wherever the Force went, Qianye's perception also extended. At this moment, his Force activated the Force array components built into the Scorpion Needle little by little along the lines, forming a special energy film that wrapped the Demon Breaking Mithril Bullet.

This is the ability that Qianye got when he was a second-tier soldier: a heavy warhead.

A heavy warhead is a very common ability among shooters, but it is practical. That layer of energy will greatly increase damage when the warhead fires and bursts. Thousand Nights' Force is already extremely condensed and furious, so the bonus of the heavy warhead is even more impressive. Combined with the Demon Breaker Mithril Bullet, it can definitely hit the vampires below the Viscount, and if it hits the vital point, it will be an instant kill!

This is the gift that Thousand Nights prepared for Wilde!

Chiya carefully examined her whole body to make sure there was nothing that hindered her movements, and then quietly moved inside the airship, and soon emerged from another opening. He directly pushed open a layer of garbage and slowly poked his head out.

In front of him, Wilde was fighting to the death with the pupils of the night.

It's a very nice location, and as soon as Chiya entered the dump, she took a fancy to it. The best thing about this is that there is a thick layer of decaying organic garbage, which is simply a natural absolute barrier for the Bloodline. Even the Count didn't want to perceive that there was a person hiding under the garbage.

As for the rancid smell and filth, Chiya didn't care. Because for as long as he can remember, he grew up in such a garbage dump. Even without these huge garbage dumps, without the waste that the upper continent regularly dumps, he would not have been able to find enough food to keep himself alive.

Under the cover of garbage, the barrel of the scorpion needle slowly poked out, but just nodded and froze, and then slowly pressed down, pointing to a clearing. Then Qianye began to wait patiently.

Wilde and Nightpupil suddenly separated, each staring at the other. Both men were injured at the same time, Wilde was wounded in the thigh, and a prismatic spur pierced deep into the thigh bone. And a large hole appeared on the left arm of the night pupil, and the bone was visible deeply.

Wilde suddenly laughed, his expression was very exaggerated: "You can't run away now! With the smell of blood, no matter where you flee, you will be captured by the warriors of the Black Tare Tribe!"

Night Hitomi said coldly: "You really colluded with those foul-smelling big dogs! The glory of the clan has been lost by you!"

"You know what, when we pull your father down from that position, I see how long you'll be in this spot!"

Night Hitomi was about to say something, but suddenly her face changed. From the outskirts of the junkyard there was a long howl of wolves, followed by several black wolves appearing on top of the wreckage of an airship.

Qianye was hundreds of meters away, and he couldn't hear what Night Pupil and Wilde were saying. But when he saw that high-ranking blood clan actually waved politely to those black wolves, he couldn't help but change his face!

Werewolf!

This is the other major clan of the Dark Race, and its strength is only slightly inferior to that of the Blood Race. But from history to the present, and even in the foreseeable future, the wolf clan and the blood clan have been enemies for generations, and sometimes the hatred is even stronger than with the human race. So seeing the Bloods and Werewolves seem to be on the same side, this scene is extremely weird.

This further illustrates that Nightpupil's identity is not simple, so much so that both werewolves and bloodlines need to join forces to deal with her.

The several black wolves that appeared were huge, and they were all official warriors in the wolf clan, and they also had the strength of second-level soldiers. One of the black wolves was exceptionally large, it was four meters long from head to tail and nearly two meters high, which was not much different from a male lion. This is an elite warrior of the wolf clan, with the strength equivalent to a fifth-level human warrior.

At this time, more than a dozen Blood Clan warriors finally caught up and appeared from the periphery of the garbage dump. Although they are only two levels of strength, they are superior in numbers. Their positions filled the void space of the werewolf warriors, blocking all retreats of the night pupils.

The situation suddenly became extremely bad, and this kind of force and strength ratio was completely dead and alive. No matter how fast the night pupil is, it is difficult to escape from the encirclement. What's more, she was also injured, and the dripping blood was a signpost for the werewolf to follow. In the wasteland, the wolf clan is the best hunter, and it is even more difficult than the blood clan.

Qianye didn't expect this kind of scene at all, and it seemed that all the high-level dark races hidden in the nearby area had emerged. You must know that this is still within the scope of the Imperial Expeditionary Force! The appearance of so many high-level dark race warriors at once will definitely cause a tough backlash from the expeditionary force, and most of them will dispatch a large army to carry out a thorough purge here.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the expeditionary army has passed through the devastation of human beings, and the same is true for the human race.

In areas where the dark races have been active, expeditionary forces often hunt for blood slaves among the local population. Among the blood slaves arrested, perhaps less than half were really contaminated, and the rest were all likely to be infected, or harbored blood slaves, and even many of them were arrested as blood slaves simply because the officers of the expeditionary force did not like them.

Once the expeditionary force is dispatched, then Lighthouse Town will be half destroyed.

But the future of Lighthouse Town isn't something Thousand Nights can care about. As the attacks of Dark Blood became more frequent and more difficult to control, Thousand Nights was ready for the moment when he could not resist his bloodthirsty hunger and was about to kill and suck blood, it would be the moment when he ended his life.

This is also the reason why when he heard that there were vampires with knighthoods, Chiya insisted on acting with the night pupils. In his mind, if he could exchange his life for the destruction of a high-ranking vampire who didn't know when he would stop abruptly, it would indeed be a good business.

Swapping a second-tier soldier for a high-ranking vampire who is at least level seven, any commander will not hesitate to do it.

Chiya gently moved the muzzle of the gun, patiently locking Wilde on.

PS: There is another shift in the evening.