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On a long-abandoned Highway 6, a procession winds its way like a snake.

Wang Qinian was at the end of the team, but he had been staying on the horse, but fortunately, the morale of the others was low after the fierce battle not long ago, and no one paid special attention to him.

It wasn't until just now that he believed he wasn't dreaming, and he wasn't entering some high-fidelity game.

The funny thing is that Wang Qinian still doesn't know how he crossed over.

He just remembers getting drunk at the class reunion, class reunion, class reunion, he doesn't want to participate in it again in his life, it's purely the so-called party that his classmates show off after hearing the traces.

The joy he had brought a few days ago because he had just bought some kind of electronics vanished and turned negative.

It is true to say that the rich play the car and the poor play the watch, and the silk plays the computer.

At the party, Wang Qinian originally wanted to talk about the high-tech electronic product he just bought, a watch, which can automatically translate multiple Chinese languages synchronously and transmit it to his ears through Guò Bluetooth, with this thing, language is almost not an obstacle.

This thing is made clear by the Supreme Academy of Sciences of Huaxia, I heard that the next step is intelligence, and at present, it is necessary to rely on the value of the program to achieve synchronous translation, and the Academy of Sciences intends to start intelligence, so that this product has the function of automatically "learning" the language and forming a language library by itself, and at that point, language will no longer be an obstacle for human beings.

This thing is still in the trial production stage, and Wang Qinian is a little distant relative to the cousin of the brother-in-law of the nephew of the eldest aunt of the seventh aunt of an academician of the Academy of Sciences, the nephew of the younger brother-in-law, and the grandson-in-law of the brother-in-law, so he can buy the first batch, and it is half price, otherwise he will feel a lot of pain with the income of a small clerk in the financial industry, and it is worth thousands of yuan.

As a result, at the meeting, what I heard was more than 100,000 watches, two or three million cars, and the ornaments on the girlfriend brought by a certain dog family were even more embarrassing for Wang Qinian, which was said to be worth tens of millions.

When a person is depressed, he drinks too much, and then he gives birth to something, he does not know.

When he became conscious again, he was like this.

All he knew now was that his body was called Owen, Owen Solomon, and that he was an apprentice of a dark mage.

After confirming that he was not dreaming, nor was he being pranked, Wang Qinian already had a headache.

After continuing to absorb the fragments of consciousness from the original body, he was even more mad.

I was actually in a slave hunting team, and the teacher was the vice captain of this slave hunting team, and I followed him, which was equivalent to half a slave trader!

Worse is yet to come, it turns out that Owen Solomon's identity is not simple, he is a disciple of the dark mage Zanzi, but he is secretly bought by a dark merchant named Duncan.

In the memory that Owen left him, Duncan had a very large force, and this slave catcher team was actually owned by him, but because it was annexed in the rapid expansion, Duncan was not too worried about these slave catchers under his command, almost every slave catcher team had his hidden eyes and ears.

Unfortunately, Owen happens to be one of them, which means that Wang will inherit this complicated relationship.

Wang Qinian smiled bitterly, putting aside for the time being the possible consequences of a complicated relationship, the memories that Owen had left him were too messy and full of horror.

Although the slave hunt was successful, the high casualties of nearly half of the slave hunters were a great blow to the morale of the slave catchers, and Owen himself almost died in the battle.

Those who dare to participate in the slave hunting team have a little combat skills, plus a certain amount of equipment, one-on-one, the people of the slave hunting team are enough to compare with regular soldiers.

In terms of combat skills, Owen is not qualified to participate at all, and he is a little stronger than teenagers of the same age, at most he can be about the same as an ordinary adult, and he is still a little short of the standard of a soldier.

However, since he is a disciple of the dark mage, he still has a little bit of magic, which makes him still able to wield a little effect in battle.

He now has three spells, the zero-order spell Dimm, the first-order spell Dim Vision, and the first-order spell Magic Missile.

He is just a magic apprentice, not a formal magician, magic apprentices can only cast zero-order spells, first-order spells need to build a spell model in addition to magic missiles, if there is no successful spell model, you must use foreign objects, usually with the help of some medium.

However, he also has two hole cards, which are part of the reward he was bought, two scrolls, each sealed with two third-order magic, one is a debilitating ray, which can make all kinds of biological elements decrease, and the vitality is slowly lost for a certain period of time, and the other is a dark strike, which can produce a small range of group attacks.

The Dark Merchant promised him three benefits, one was money, and he would have a lot of money every year for a full-fledged mage, but since he had only just started, he hadn't received it once, the second was that these two scrolls were enough for him to threaten people far more powerful than him, such as his teacher Zanzi, which was a hole card given to him by the Dark Merchant, and a tool when he needed to carry out some dangerous orders, and the third was that in the future, the Dark Merchant was willing to continue to "invest" in his path as a mage.

"Damn it, hurry up, hurry up for me! Do you want to be whipped!" a stout man in half-body armor rode an equally rude war horse and rushed from the back of the line to the middle of the line.

The whip struck beautifully on the slaves' heads, making a loud warning sound, and then retracted into Tuxman's hand like a snake.

In the end, he was not willing to really fight.

Of course, this does not mean that Tuxman is a benevolent man, on the contrary, his name is synonymous with ferocity and cruelty, at least in this team.

Because this is a slave catcher, to be precise, a slave catcher team that is returning with a full load.

The whole team was now on their way to the border city of the Kingdom of Modo, and they were returning from the green forest region in the west.

The team was divided into three parts, with Cockran, the leader of the slave catchers, and another vice-captain, Reth, leading the way in front, while Tuxman was in the back, and the slaves were in the middle.

Because of the postponement, Tuxman is of course responsible for keeping an eye on the slaves in the middle, knowing that if one of the slaves escapes, it's all money.

What's more, this time the slaves are from the Green Forest Domain, where the Wood Elf tribe lives, not the area where they used to go, and those dirty and rude orcs are not as valuable as these treasures in front of them.

There were at least one hundred and fifty wood elves in the middle ranks, with pointed ears but smooth skin like jade, even the males in them.

Elves are almost synonymous with beauty, and even an ordinary elf has a beauty that is difficult for ordinary humans to achieve, but this is often the source of their tragedy.

Of course, there may also be old human grudges against the High Elves, after all, it was the High Elves who ruled this big 6 thousands of years ago.

The wood elves in front of him do have real elven blood, and their names can be used as evidence in the elven pedigree, although they are in a very low position.

They have the common characteristics of elves, but their heads are green, which affects their beauty in a certain way.

The High Elves have a brilliant golden head, while the Moon Elves have a mystical silver head.

The High Elves are certainly more coveted, but it is almost rare to hear of the High Elves becoming slaves of the Terrans.

When the Sun Elves and Moon Elves withdrew from this Big 6, although they were forced, they still maintained their dignity, and they used space portals and magic ships to take away most of the clansmen, and only a very few clansmen did not have time to withdraw.

Later, of course, the Terrans and Orcs also wanted to capture these old rulers and vent their hatred on them or them.

However, several high elves who finally found their traces all committed suicide as a struggle, and took the lives of several Terran powerhouses by the way before they died.

The only exception may be the Duke of Alvarez of the Titania Empire, because legend has it that the second Duchess of Alvarez is a moon elf, a moon elf who was united with the human race because of love and stayed, so the blood of the Alvarez family has the blood of the moon elves, and it is said to be an extremely rare moonlight Tianhe among the moon elves.

It's a pity that in any case, Alvarez's descendants can only be regarded as half-elves, which makes it extremely difficult for the descendants to inherit the Moonlight Tianhe in a stable way.

Of course, the wood elves caught by the slave catching team this time cannot be compared with the high elves, not only in terms of beauty, but in terms of strength, each of the high elves is a natural warrior, regardless of men and women, they can not only fight in close combat like warriors, but also perform various elemental magic like mages, and they are also natural marksmen, almost every high elf can become a marksman, and more than sixty percent can be promoted again.

If it was against the High Elves, it would be a joke for Tuxman to have such a slave catcher, and fifteen High Elves would be enough to wipe out their entire army more than several times.

As for the Wood Elves, they just have an excellent talent for becoming archers, one-on-one, the warriors of the Terran are enough to pose a clear threat to them in close combat, and as for magic, only the Elven Mage and the Elven Elder can master it among the Wood Elves.

Therefore, a large team of slave hunters like Tuxman and them also dared to fight the idea of the elves.

The size of the slave catcher team is divided in this way: a slave catcher team of more than 1,000 people can be called a slave catcher group, and some of the dirty mercenary groups themselves will secretly make a living from it; a slave catcher team of less than 1,000 people and more than 500 people is called a large slave catcher team; a slave catcher team of 300 to 500 people is called a large slave catcher team; a small team of 600 people is usually 60 to 100 people, and three squads can form a squadron; a slave catcher team of more than 100 people and less than 300 people belongs to a medium-sized slave catcher, and a slave catcher team of less than 100 people, at least a few people can be formed is the smallest slave catcher team。

Tuxman's team was already close to a large slave catcher before they came out, if the captain Cockland's recruitment standard was lowered a little, but now it has become a medium-sized slave catcher, with casualties of more than two squads, close to three squads.

In exchange for the one hundred and eighty-nine slaves in the team, including one hundred and fifty-six wood elves.

As long as you return to the country of the human race, it means a lot of wealth, and the elven slaves have always been in demand, and they often have no price, even if they are usually bought and sold, in the currency of the Modo Kingdom, they can be sold for at least two hundred Modo gold dollars.

"Bunnies, cheer me up, go back to Modo, and I will give you credit to the chief, think of the liquor in the tavern, think of the girls in bed. Tuxman rode his horse from the middle back of the line to the front of the middle and back of the group, and then from the middle back to the back, and so on, shouting and shouting.

The slave catchers, who had been a little demoralized, finally reacted, and the huge casualties caused by the capture of the wood elves before had severely frustrated them, but when most of the people's minds flashed with spirits, money, and women, they began to rejuvenate one by one.

"To do this kind of thing, he still has to do it. From the front of the line came a very low voice, a man in brown leather armor, who spoke to a high-nosed and deep-eyed mage, the two men were the leader of the slave catchers, Cockran, and the other vice-captain, the dark mage Zanzi.

"But this time the casualties are a bit heavy, I haven't died so many people in a long time. Zanzi's voice was low.

Generally, at least two-thirds of a stable slave hunting team is the so-called own people, and the personnel are quite stable, and the remaining one-third may depend on the difficulty of the slave capture object, and temporarily recruit some people, these personnel will usually only be regarded as peripheral personnel when they are used, and they will act as cannon fodder when they encounter hard roles, so there is no cohesion, even if some strong people are invited to help, they will only be bound by magic contracts in advance.

But this time, the casualties were almost half, which means that the temporary adventurers they recruited from Corkland were almost dead, and even the old book had been eroded into a lot before they captured these slaves.

Although slave hunting is claimed to be a business without capital

, but only those who have experienced it know that in fact, this is not without roots, at least they have to fight with their lives.

But as long as you survive, because the profits are just too good.