"Isn't that right? Nineteen, did you sense anything?"

Moyer turned his head and looked at Nineteen, a cold light flashed in his eyes, from the moment he stepped into the mountain of the Black Wind Thief, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and the power of nature in his body was very suppressed, which made his heart very abrupt.

Nineteen thought about it, his face was very entangled, "I don't say it's good, but I feel that at that moment just now, something seemed to be watching me, and his eyes were full of greed, as if he was going to swallow me, which made me very afraid." ”

"Swallow?" Moyer was confused, it wasn't right with his feelings, but what was wrong, he couldn't seem to say.

"Yes. It's like the longing of a pack of wolves to see a pack of deer. Nineteen's face was shocked, the dagger in his hand was held tightly, and the whole person was in a state of tension.

"Wolves and deer" Moyer fell silent.

"Could it be the feeling of encountering a predator?" said Slow.

"You feel it too?"

Moyer was amazed, Slow was a dragon, he shouldn't have natural enemies, natural enemies were not right! He was an elf, and he shouldn't have natural enemies, but where did that feeling come from?

"No, I don't feel that way. Slow shook his head, the only feeling he had was that the disgusting look in Xiu beside him made him want to beat him up.

"No, then, what's the problem, Sloh doesn't, I have, Nineteen too, could it be that "Moyer's eyes lit up and said, "It's the elements in the body, nature and light"

"Death, then!"

Moyer's eyes were green, and a dark green appeared from his eyes, looking a little dull.

"Several, Captain Sailun is waiting for you. The old man turned his head and said with a smile on his face.

But in Moyer's eyes, the old man's smile became so hypocritical, so contrived, and even under his old face, a faint black aura emerged.

"Hehe Abyss," Moyer whispered, and when he raised his head, he smiled and said to the old man, "Okay, I'm sorry for you to continue to lead the way." ”

The Black Wind Thieves, the seventh group of thieves in the world, haunt the major kingdoms, haunting and haunting, and inflicting devastating blows on every mercenary, but any mercenary who appeared in his sight never appeared in front of anyone again.

In addition, in the 9,500th year of the Age of Light, the Black Wind Thieves attacked the Holy Light United, breaking through 20 cities in a month, slaughtering 30,000 civilians, destroying more than 20 Churches of Light, and torturing thousands of Disciples of the Holy See of Light.

In the 9,640th year of the Bright Era, the Black Wind Thieves gathered the world's tenth thief group, the Thunder Thieves Regiment, and the thirteenth thief group, the Huaguangsi Thieves Regiment, borrowed the Holy Light United Nations to attack the Holy Light Empire, and at the cost of eleven Dharma Saints, the Holy See Honest Knights, the Mercy Knights, and the Just Knights were almost wiped out.

In the 9,800th year of the Age of Light, the Holy See of Light sent a legion of 10,000 people from the Cross Expeditionary Force to raid the Black Wind Bandits, but they were intercepted and killed by the Black Wind Thieves at the entrance of the Kadi Mountains.

The Age of Light is nine thousand

In the past five hundred years, the Black Wind Thieves have sprung up and wantonly attacked the Holy See of Light on the mainland, and almost all the countries of the Holy See of Light have been attacked by him, and he is the top 20 murderers on the Bounty List of the Holy See of Light, so much so that when the Pope ascended the throne, he included the Black Wind Thieves in the must-kill list.

In the past, Moyer had always wondered how the Black Wind Thief He De could wrestle with the Holy See of Light, after all, it was a behemoth that could wipe out a race in an instant, but when Moyer climbed to the top of this majestic mountain, he suddenly understood that everything was taken for granted.

Standing on this extremely complete hilltop platform that had been cut by the legend level, Moyer saw that below this mountain, there were four basins connected, each of which was divided into thousands of small pieces, and each of these small pieces was a life-and-death struggle.

The ragged mercenaries fought each other in small pieces, their bodies drenched in blood, their eyes were red, they roared, roared, and every time they used the strength of their whole bodies, there was no skill here, only the most primitive fight for their lives.

Blood, wailing, mutilation, despair

A mercenary threw out the last of his fighting spirit, and then was stuck between his eyes by a sword, and the tender white brain shot out, splashing into the blood, mixing into a strange color.

The victorious mercenary stood on the spot, laughing like a madman, dancing with his hands, as if celebrating his victory, saving his life, and winning a chance to survive, but he couldn't prevent a fighting spirit from behind penetrating his body, and the severe pain restrained his excitement, and he looked at his internal organs in disbelief, his face full of disbelief.

This happens everywhere.

"Why?" Moyer asked.

"I'm going to make you laugh, these are mercenaries who have just been captured, and we are training them in order to make them a qualified warrior of the Black Wind Bandits. ”

Moyer pointed in surprise to a Japanese-level powerhouse who had been pierced to death in the distance, and asked the old man, "Isn't that mercenary qualified enough to be a member of the Black Wind Thieves?

The old man smiled and explained: "The warriors of the Black Wind Thieves need more than just strength and strength, what we want is to be able to stay calm after victory, be indifferent in the face of death, and be calm in the face of adversity, such a warrior is a member of the Black Wind Thieves, and you see these people who are fighting, a little victory is excited and can't help themselves, and they don't have any response to the sudden situation, such a waste, what is the use of it!"

Mo Ye was silent, although he was frightened by the old man's cruel and indifferent words, and he could not accept such an explanation as an elven race, but he felt that this might be the right way, and it was the confidence of the Black Wind Thief to dare to oppose the Bright Sect.

"Then I have one more question. After a long silence, Moyer spoke again: "Will the three of us become a part of it after we use it?" ”

Moyer pointed to the mercenaries who were still fighting at the bottom of the mountain, and looked at the old man coldly in his emerald green eyes, waiting for his answer.

The old man smiled and bent over, "This matter still depends on the opinion of the head of the regiment." ”

"Okay!" Moyer glanced at the old man deeply, his face was gloomy, he stretched out his hand, and said to Nineteen and Slow: "This time, don't keep it, show your identity, otherwise, it will be a blessing and a curse." ”

Nineteen and Slow nodded solemnly.

After that, they followed the old man into a huge palace.

This palace is the only palace in the Black Wind Bandit's residence, and it seems that it is precisely because it is the only one that it is extraordinarily large.

"The three Excellencies of the Sansheng Mercenary Regiment, welcome to the Black Wind Bandit, I am the head of the group, Seren Chris. ”

As soon as they entered, a voice sounded in the main hall, and the three of them looked up, and the middle-aged man with a black mark flashing in his eyebrows was standing on top of the main hall, looking at them.

The old man bowed to Selun Chris. He turned and walked out.

Selun Chris looked at Xiu, who was at the back, and asked, "Xiu, you did a good job this time, what kind of reward do you want?"

"That, head of the regiment" Xiu hesitated, his eyes swept to Slowe, and his heart was constantly entangled, he wanted to make a contract with Slow, but he didn't want to use his grandfather's power to coerce Slow to submit, and he struggled for a long time before he spoke: "The Ring of Thor." ”

"Hehe" Selun Chris smiled, and a hammer-shaped ring with lightning flashed from his hand, and with a finger, the ring appeared in Xiu's hand.

"Thank you, Captain!" Xiu looked at the ring on his hand and said very happily, "Then I'll step back first." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!" this is, Selun stopped Xiu, then looked at Slow and said: "Your Excellency Slow, I think Xiu seems to like you very much, why don't you establish a contract." ”

Moyer, Nineteen, Slow's eyes changed, and he understood that the test had begun, and that Captain Selun Chris had never intended to give them a right to talk.

Suppressing his anger, Slow spoke, "Captain Serun Cress, as the son of the head of the Dragon Clan's Silver Dragon Clan, my race and my pride do not allow me to make a contract with humans. ”

"That's not a problem, there's no need for your race and your pride to exist here. Seren Chris waved his hand and showed that he didn't care.

"Are you going to provoke the wrath of the dragons!" said Slow, angrily.

"Dragons' wrath?" Selen Chris walked down the hall and came to Slo, mockingly, "You can't represent the entire dragons, not even the silver dragons. ”

"And what about the anger of the elves?" Moyer said coldly, now the three of them are grasshoppers on a rope, one is prosperous and the other is lost, not to mention, out of the morality of friends, he has to speak out against it no matter what.

"The wrath of the elves?"

A finger snapped out, and lightning fell on Sloe's brow, and the power of space descended, spreading like a rope on Sloe's body.

With a roar, Slow roared, huge dragon wings appeared on his back, huge limbs replaced arms, and a long dragon tail burrowed out and slapped the ground.

Serun Chris looked at the huge dragon's mouth roaring in front of him, and didn't care, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled Xiuya to his side, and then a blood-red scroll appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Thy blood, awaken thy dragon spirit, obey my commands, turn thy soul into a sword, thy body into a shield, thy name into a guard, thy blood into a contract, the contract is concluded, respect the contract, protect the person in front of you, he dies, he dies, you die, and it will not break!"

The scroll "bang" turned into pieces, a huge blood-colored magic array appeared in the main hall, blood-colored lightning flew, wrapped in the bodies of Slo and Xiu, the huge figure of the goddess of judgment appeared, silver-white eyes stared at the two creatures wrapped in blood-colored lightning, a huge sword appeared in his hand, and with a horizontal wave, overwhelming runes descended from the giant sword, one by one imprinted in the void, turned into a chapter, and floated on the magic array.

"Whew~"

The roar of anger, the scream of despair, the roar of Slow's pain, mixed with despair, unwillingness, humiliation echoed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do but watch his soul and another soul tied together.

On the contrary, with apology and joy in his heart, Xiu took the initiative to send his soul out and establish a contract with Slow.

"Roar!"

The last roar gradually faded, and when the echo in the entire hall fell silent, Sloe's huge silver dragon body appeared in the hall, the silver dragon scales were dull, and the huge body was like a huge pool of meat, lifeless, beside him, Xiu knelt on one knee, his body flashed with blood-colored arcs, his eyebrows, and the scars of a dragon line were imprinted on it, exuding a lofty aura.

"Now, let's talk about the anger of the elves. ”

Seren Chris withdrew his hand, tilted his head sideways, and looked at the angry Moyer as he spoke.