195 Mixed into the convoy
"A traveler from the East?"
Next to a huge vehicle, a man with a scar on his face raised his eyebrows, swept his scrutinizing gaze to the black-haired young man in front of him, and muttered quietly.
He is the leader of this team, named Qilar, and he is in charge of every aspect of the team, and whether or not the personnel can join his team must also be reviewed by him.
And in front of him was the black-haired young man who was pulled over by Sharus.
To be honest, Qilar's original intention was actually not to accept new people in, more things are better than less things, and there will be no disputes. But in this era of infernal creatures, one more person means more chances of survival, even when the batwing demon attacks, multiple people are distracted, increasing the chances of survival, right?
Moreover, according to his observations, this person could not see any danger and would not pose a threat to them, so he was still willing to accept this young man to join.
As soon as he thought of this, he felt that there was no need to think about it any more, so he asked directly, "Listen to Sharus, your name is Vincent, and you are with us all the way, right?"
Vincent's face remained unchanged, and with a calm and natural smile, he nodded slightly to the other party.
"Yes. β
After taking a deep look at the young man, Gelal clapped his hands: "Okay, it's not easy for everyone, let's go together, it's safer to have a large number of people, but you need to pay a little food fee, ten Hull silver coins, what do you think?"
"No problem. β
Agreeing to the request easily, Vincent stepped forward and pretended to take out ten silver coins from his pocket, but in fact he took them out of the spatial ring and handed them into the other party's hands.
This silver Hull coin was used for millions of kilometers in the vicinity, and was named after the name of the country that governed the area, and he had acquired many of these coins after walking around the vicinity for a long time, which came in handy at this time.
"It's good that you can sit in the convoy car. We're fast."
Taking the coin, the scar on the side of his face wrinkled, nodded with satisfaction, and made arrangements for the young man.
He was about to leave, but Vincent stopped him again.
"Wait. β
"Hmm, do you have something to do?"
The burly caravan leader looked a little surprised and turned his head to look at him.
"Team Leader, I want to ask you something, I don't know if it's okay? Of course, you can get some good pay. β
Vincent spread out his palm, and a golden coin lay in the palm of his hand. Under the light of the sun, it shines with a faint golden light.
Somewhat dazzled by the luster of the gold coin, Qilar rubbed his eyes, and a smile appeared on Yan SΓΉ's face: "Of course it's fine, Mr. Vincent." β
Half an hour later, Vincent ended the question.
After handing over the gold to the other party and signaling that he could leave, he sat in the caravan and meditated on the message that the other party had confided.
In this half a month. He killed all the way, and he didn't know how many hellish creatures he had slaughtered, he could be described as a blood slaughter maniac, and no creature could hit him head-on. Even if they accidentally ran into the Bat Wing Demon and the Sheep Demon of the Black Iron Realm, they were all wiped out with a snap of their fingers.
The power of the Silver Realm is almost invincible in this kind of place, not to mention that he is not an ordinary warlock.
However. Killing and killing, a problem arises.
He was lost.
How vast was this Xiyuan Continent? And before that, he had not had time to travel to the customs and customs of the continent. Naturally, he was not very familiar with the people and things here, and he killed indiscriminately all the way, and he was extremely unfamiliar with the surrounding environment, and suddenly found that he had lost his direction.
That's how he got in touch with the caravan, hoping to find out what was going on in the neighborhood and what had happened recently.
"I heard that person say, under my killing, the hellish creatures here have basically been cleared, even if there are still some fish that have slipped through the net, they can be solved by some warlocks left behind in the local area, however, the damage to the personnel in the Megila area is a bit strict, and it seems that a large number of batwing demons and some warlocks in the academy have gathered over there
They all died over there. β
He thought to himself, and his fists couldn't help but clench.
Because the creatures of hell were too rampant and ran rampant on the main road, causing a large number of deaths of mortals, after Vincent made the move of opening the academy students to hunt the academy, the other seven colleges successively made the same measures, allowing a large number of students to go to the mainland to hunt and kill the creatures of hell.
It stands to reason that creatures like the Bat Wing Demon and the Sheep Demon have no other abilities other than rough skin and thick flesh, and should be relatively easy to slaughter. But even the weakest creatures can become menacing when they have a huge number, let alone a ferocious creature like a hellish creature?
And most of those student warlocks in the academy have little experience, rarely face life-and-death battles, and their strength cannot be called crushing, in this case, it is very easy to be killed and injured.
"It's no wonder that when I was leaving, Kaloi wanted to remind me and let me help the academy warlocks, it seems that the damage of these new generations is really very serious. β
Vincent took a silver coin from the spatial ring and fiddled with it between his fingers.
"After I get acquainted with the geography with them, let's go over immediately, many of the students of our academy are in the Meqira region, if they lose Yan zhΓ²ng, then the future strength of the academy will be greatly weakened, and there will even be a fault line in the power of the warlock. β
This is not the future he wants to see.
Every world war is a severe blow to the power of the warlocks.
Fifteen hundred years ago, the invasion of an evil god led to the death of a large number of mythical bloodline warlocks, the bloodline collapsed, and many bloodlines disappeared from the world, for a full thousand years, the warlock's power declined, and it was only now that he came to his senses, the bloodline was derived, and the silver world had the momentum of revival.
Now that he has an inextricable relationship with this world, if he waits for his strength to go further, the silver world will be tied to him and can provide a lot of resources. When the time comes, the stronger the world, the more benefits he will receive, so he will never sit idly by.
"Besides, I've never had a liking to creatures that want to slaughter humans. β
Vincent's palm holding the silver coin was retracted and tightened so tightly that it was crumpled into a silvery white powder with a click.
In these days, Tong GuΓ² has continuously absorbed the alchemy elixir of the body cultivation body, and his body essence has recovered a lot, which is not much different from before, and it has basically not affected his combat effectiveness.
And because of killing a few devils, his soul power has increased greatly, and he also tried to use mana to refine his soul, and he was surprised to find that his soul has been able to withstand the impact of mana, not as unbearable as before.
"You don't have to limit yourself to silver anymore, you can move upwards. β
With a wave of his hand, Vincent swept away the silver powder in his hand and closed his eyes to recuperate.
At the front of the convoy, Gilal had just turned back to the convoy, and Sarus immediately asked, "Hey, boss, will you allow that young man named Vincent to follow our convoy?"
"Well, he paid ten silver coins, and I gave it. β
Chiral nodded, his palm swinging around his waist, and imperceptibly tucked the gold coin into his arms.
"That's good. β
Sarus smiled, his fat ass twisted, and as if he remembered something, he said, "But, sir, I always feel that this person is a little unusual, how do you feel?"
"What's unusual, at most it's a bit of aristocratic temperament, it's estimated that it's the descendants of big families, come out and get lost, it's normal, which year don't we meet two or three times?"
Chiral said disapprovingly, and posed his thick arms again, "Besides, his body doesn't look as thick as my arm, it's nothing." β
"That's right. β
Shalus muttered, shrugged his shoulders, looked up, and suddenly saw the young man who said that he had a big ass sneaking closer, and shouted: "Your, you guy, do you still have the face to come back, see if I don't kill you!"
After saying that, he patted the horse's back and chased after him.
Immediately, a new round of pursuit officially began. (To be continued......)