214 Night Feast

His eyes swept over the scattered alchemy armor on Nochira's body, and Vincent muttered for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.

In fact, his mood at the moment was a little anxious.

Such a number of batwing demons must mean that in a certain city in the Meqira region, there is a world passage to that ancient world, and he has no good way to pass this kind of news out, and even if he can, it will be too late in time, so don't think too much about asking for help.

Moreover, I don't know how long it will take for the creatures of hell to open up a world passage that can allow the creatures of the Silver Realm to enter, in this case, I can only fight alone, to face the hundreds of thousands of creatures of hell, according to which it is conceivable that once I go on this trip, the future battle situation can be described as extremely bad.

So, before that, he really needs a day or two to rest and adjust.

Since leaving the human camp, Vincent has traveled tens of millions of kilometers in a row, and he has never had a good rest, and he really needs to adjust his condition to the peak before facing the upcoming big war.

The human warlock before meeting agreed to his request, and Noqira bowed slightly, breathing a sigh of relief.

Dusk gradually replaced by night, and the hue of the world became dark, as if to cover a qiē, while in the city of Jinluo, the sparkling lights drove away the darkness.

After the battle, on the city wall, there are still many people cleaning up the mess, collecting the corpses of friends and batwing demons, it is estimated that they will not have time to rest this night, and bursts of noise are coming, which is particularly noisy.

And in the heart of the city, the most prosperous place, in a towering castle.

The chandelier on the ceiling is made of crystal clear, and the light is refracted to reflect the whole building exceptionally brightly, and some portraits of people hang on the wall. It looks lifelike, and the interior of the castle is extremely luxurious, with a cultural atmosphere precipitated by the years.

On the floor of the black and white squares, there is now a long square table of paulownia wood, which is piled with all kinds of things, including shiny leg of lamb, vegetable pancakes, and soft white bread. The colors are colorful and give a dazzling feeling.

Vincent, on the other hand, was now sitting at one end of the table, munching on a piece of food.

Opposite him is the city's master, Nochira.

Sweeping away his previous depressed face, he changed into a silver gold silk robe, his temperament was calm, and he was quite calm, and he was signaling to Vincent to raise his glass.

"Haha, Mr. Vinson, thank you again for your help. Here, cheers. ”

Vincent raised the ice-blue crystal glass, raised his glass from afar, and drank all the red wine inside.

He hadn't had a proper meal in a while.

These days. Except for the rush, that is, the slaughter, the road is just a hurry to fill the stomach, and there is never a requirement for the quality of food. And now, you can satisfy your hungry stomach.

He drank a slightly sour glass of liquor as Vincent ate it. "Mr. Nochira, can I ask you something about this place?"

"Absolutely. ”

Nochira looked at ease and reached for a piece of white bread.

"I want to ask, when did you start to have a large number of batwing demons here?"

"About two months ago. ”

Nochira had a look of remembrance on her face, and she said word by word, "Before this, even some batwing demons were only three or three in two, and the number was not much, and the most at one time was only more than fifty hell creatures, but two months ago, the number suddenly increased, as if it was overwhelming, and since then, we can only hold on." ”

Vincent was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly.

He was sure that this piece of land must have a world passage to hell, and the next thing was to find that place.

"So, do you know the exact direction they're coming from?"

After a moment of reflection on what Nochira had said, he continued to ask.

"Hmmm......"

Nochira pondered for a moment before she spoke, "I'm not sure exactly where it is, it's probably to the south. ”

"On that side, are there any relatively large human cities?"

Stirring the thick white soup in front of him, Vincent said in an inquiring tone.

"Yes. ”

Noqira nodded, "There are three largest human cities, Baihara City, Luohan Luo City, and Yaojila City, among them, Baihara City is the largest, with a population of nearly 200,000. ”

"I see, then, what is the strength of the warlocks in the three cities, is there any possibility that they are still alive?"

Nochira shrugged her shoulders and replied: "In our Mechira region, because the terrain is not good, and there are not many resources, there is no big warlock empire, because there is no special bloodline, and there is no high-level warlock meditation method, so, the strength of the silver realm warlocks here is about the same as mine, and in that case, so the feasibility of survival, you know......"

Vincent nodded, understanding.

The other party means that there is no possibility of those people being able to resist, and even if some people survive, they have already become traitors to mankind.

"Okay, I see, how many Silver Realm Warlocks are there?"

"Four Silver Realm Warlocks. ”

Nokira paused for a moment, then added, "One of them is a husband and wife, both of them have the power of the bloodline in the direction of flames, and they have studied a set of cooperative spells, which is very powerful, but what are you asking for......?"

At this point, Nochira's expression became very strange.

Impossible, right?

But Vincent's slight nod confirmed his suspicion.

"Wouldn't you?

Nochira couldn't hold back the shock in her heart, and couldn't help but stand up and look at the other party with a shocked expression.

This guy ...... Isn't it crazy?

He thought that he could go to the blockade over there now?

Nochira is not a fool with only muscles in his head, on the contrary, he has a sharp mind.

The changes in these days, he had long guessed that there was a very high possibility of a world passage over there, but in order not to affect the morale of the warlocks in the city, he never said it, he knew that the blockade over there was very strict now, and now there were at least hundreds of thousands of hell creatures stationed there, and even some of the powerhouses of the Silver Realm had fallen to hell.

But in this case, Vincent actually wants to pass, is this a self-righteous conceit, or an arrogant stupid move?

He couldn't figure it out. (To be continued......)