Lord of War

  The sun gradually sinks to the west, and the warmth remaining on the surface gradually disappears.

  Night is a natural protective color for the beasts and monsters living in the wilderness. Especially the wolf pack monsters with the characteristics of herd, or the powerful lion and tiger monsters, the wilderness under the dark night is their holy place for foraging.

  Compared with ordinary beasts, monsters with IQ prefer to stay in areas with active human activities: such as trade roads or near certain gray gathering places.

  In the Commonwealth of the Northern Duchy, there is a golden trade road called the road to death.

The reason why it is said to be the Golden Trade Road is that it traverses the boundaries of the seven principalities, and these seven principalities belong to the Grand Duchy with special products, but because the seven principalities have similar cliffs, The cliffs, different terrain heights and many other natural barriers make it difficult to achieve trade circulation. However, it is precisely because of this that the profits of the seven principalities with special products can basically be doubled at least as long as they can successfully transport the goods to neighboring countries for sale.

  Especially the Duchy of Roller, which is located in the middle of the trade road. If one of the Holy Light gems abundant in this duchy can be successfully transported out of this road of death, then the profit can at least double dozens of times.

  Holy Light Gem is a pure natural gem. Although it cannot be used as a magic material, this pure white gem has a very rare transparent texture, which is more thorough than ordinary crystals. The most commendable thing is that this gem has a certain light-gathering property: it Under the shining light, it can reflect extremely bright light. The purer the holy light gem, the stronger the reflected light.

  Because of this, this gem has become the most eager treasure for many ladies on the Marvel Continent.

  It’s just the Holy Light Gem Mine currently known in Miracle Continent, which is only available in the Duchy of Roller, plus the terrible road to death. That's why this kind of gems that are more advanced than diamonds have extremely amazing profit margins.

  In fact, if it were not for the alliance treaty of the Commonwealth of the Northern Duchy, the Duchy of Roller would have been annexed by other duchy. It's just that the Duchy of Roller is sitting on such precious resources, but the Duchy of Roller is ranked thirty-third among the 36 principalities of the Northern Duchy of Commonwealth. Naturally, many people are unhappy about it. So for the situation on the road to death. The surrounding principalities have adopted a laissez-faire attitude. I have never thought about joining forces to eliminate the beasts on this trade road-in fact, in the past few decades of laissez-faire behavior, this dead trade road has developed to an extremely large scale, and now even the North Principality The Federation wants to eliminate these monsters, and it has become an almost impossible task.

  According to the latest survey data from the Adventurer’s Guild, there are at least 17 warcraft lairs across this road of death that can be rated as S-level threats. As for the A-level and B-level, not to mention, especially the ninth-level monsters that are circling all over the place to commit crimes. Even the Adventurer's Guild didn't want to get too involved with this trade route. On the contrary, mercenary guilds, demon hunters guilds and demon hunters have extremely high activity in this area.

  A caravan with a very special proportion is cautiously advancing slowly on this legendary road of death.

  This is the unspoken rule that all caravans who eat in this trade route will follow: they do not want to leave this dangerous place as quickly as possible. Just want to leave this dangerous place in the safest and safest way. Because they don’t lack time at all, many caravans even take more than a year to leave here. After all, as long as they can successfully go to the business once, the money they make will be enough for them to spend several years or even more than ten years. So here, the most popular and popular ones are not mercenaries, demon hunters, or adventurers, or demon hunters, but those leaders who have mastered a relatively safe trade route, or have certain death quotients. A veteran with walking experience, and even a learned Warcraft scholar.

them. These are the valuable talents of these caravans who dare to risk trading on the road of death.

  Because of this, so the proportions are special and even bizarre caravans. Everywhere.

The reason why the proportion of this caravan is special at the moment is that compared to other caravans in the outside world, two or three trade trucks are equipped with a caravan with more than two hundred guards on Death Road. It couldn't be more ordinary. There are even caravans of 300 or 500 people or more accompanied by only one truck. Of course, their goods are naturally more valuable.

  As the sun gradually set to the west, the sky began to darken, and the caravan soon dared not move forward, but began to build the camp.

  On Death Trade Road, basically all caravans travel only a short period of six or seven hours from morning to evening. Some caravans that are more cautious or timid, even dare to go on the road only during the period from noon to afternoon. As for the true warriors who dared to move on at night, they were completely extinct in the stomachs of the monsters about thirty years ago.

  There are only two trading trucks left in this caravan, and the other two trucks pulled by the earth travel dragon beasts carry some necessities such as construction tools and food and drinking water for the camp. At present, there are close to two hundred caravan workers, as well as guards and logistics and maintenance personnel.

  Originally, their number was even larger. There were five trucks alone, and six trucks for other tools and food. As for the guards, there were more than 600 people. It's just that in this half of a year, they have encountered dozens of monster attacks of varying scales, losing hundreds of guards and other personnel, and having to abandon five trucks.

Even in a Warcraft attack a few days ago, because the other two trucks were extremely damaged, and the earth travel dragon beasts were also fatally injured, they had to integrate the materials on the other two trucks. Of course, the severely injured Land Traveling Dragon Beasts did not waste them, and they were directly made into dried meat and shipped away.

Although the journey was very dangerous and difficult, they had already completed nearly three-fifths of the journey, as long as the following journey did not encounter any large-scale attacks, or the same as the previous few days. Problem, they can still go through smoothly. If you are lucky enough, you can find some caravans or guards who have to stop on the road due to heavy casualties at the next supply point. Then the security is greatly increased.

  The caravan’s guards quickly built a small-scale but well-equipped camp.

  In order to ensure safety, they dug a trench that was three meters wide and more than five meters deep in the outer circle of the camp, and a high platform was placed on the side of the trench close to the camp. This can prevent some monsters with strong jumping ability from jumping through the trench and entering the camp-although most of the time. These coolies and behaviors are just doing useless work, but they also have to do it in this dangerous place.

  At the same time, in order to ensure the clarity of vision, there is a high brazier every ten meters on the wooden fence of the camp. There are also four simple guard tower platforms in the camp-not pursuing lethality, just to ensure that the danger can be found in the first time. In addition, some traps and guard tools were scattered around the trenches of the camp, and the camp also prepared some high-temperature oil and flammable materials that could come in handy in the event of a monster attack.

  Wait until everything is ready. The night has come completely.

  Most of the previous tents of this caravan were either destroyed in the previous attacks. Either it is completely lost, only a few tops are left. Therefore, most people sleep on hard ground and clothes when resting after nightfall. Only the casualties with minor injuries and people with more important identities can rest in the tent. As for the food for everyone in the caravan, there were only some dry food, dried meat, dried fruits and the like. They didn't even dare to make fire and cooked food in the wild, and even the drinking water could only be clean water, not even alcohol.

  Because there are more than twenty kinds of beasts on this road of death, you can easily smell the **** smell and the smell of meat twenty miles away. Almost eight or nine of them are still gregarious habit-so not to mention serious injuries, even those who are slightly more injured or can't stop the blood. Can only be given up. No caravan dared to take these wounded on the road, because for the monsters, the existence of these wounded is simply moving food.

  Blood, cruel, and indifferent, it is the dark portrayal of this business road that can be called rich overnight.

An old man with his back patrolled the entire camp. After carefully inspecting everyone’s conditions and the camp’s facilities and safety issues, the little old man nodded in satisfaction, and then walked into a tent. middle.

  This old man is an experienced death trade leader.

He has been in this business for 20 to 30 years, and he has led almost 50 caravans. Although the caravans were annihilated more than 30 times, he was even trapped in the middle of the march ten times. Can only seek cooperation with other larger and more powerful caravans, but they also have a glorious record of seven successful customs clearances.

  The so-called "customs clearance" does not refer to successfully getting out of this land of death, but refers to transporting goods from the east to the west for sale, and then transporting the goods from the west to the east for sale. Only a round-trip trade can be called customs clearance.

  In this death business road, this little old man can already be regarded as a living legend.

  Of course the old man also has a name.

  His name is Hatas Kuhn, but basically people prefer to call him another name: Lucky Old Horse.

  At this time, the tent that lucky old horse Hatas walked into was not his residence, but the residence of a wounded person.

  The wounded was the one they picked up on the road the other day.

  At that time, his injury was so serious that no one thought he was still alive. But when the caravan passed by, he suddenly got up and asked for a sip of water. No one in the caravan wanted to take care of him, but Hatas didn’t know what went crazy suddenly. Not only did he give him a sip of water, Even kindly took him in. This naturally caused a strong backlash from the entire caravan at the time. After all, the injury of this wounded man was too serious, and the people in the caravan worried that he would be chased by Warcraft.

   But a word of Hatas, coupled with the title "Lucky Old Horse", finally let the caravan accept his entry.

   "Did you smell blood on him?"

  Yes, the injury was extremely serious. It could even be said to be a terrifying wounded person, but there was no trace of blood, and it was incredibly “clean”.

   "Is the injury better?" Hatas asked.

   "How can it be so fast." The wounded man lying on the soft sleeping bag smiled bitterly and shook his head.

  This sleeping bag is the only sleeping bag left in the entire caravan, and it is what Hatas used to sleep. After all, Hatas is a bit older. Not to mention the problem of cold ground, is that in the wild, there are occasional stones on the hard ground, and it is impossible to sleep comfortably and securely. However, Hatas did not hesitate to give the sleeping bag to the wounded. And watching the wounded take it without hesitation. To be honest, many people in the caravan were really dissatisfied.

"Then take care of your injuries." Hatas glanced at the shriveled water bag next to the sleeping bag and a small empty plate next to him. The old man put down his water bag and then called for two plates of meat. "A few days ago, I killed a few ground dragon beasts. There is still a lot of dried meat, but there is not much water. Everyone has a dose every day. I can’t break these rules, so I can only take my own Give it to you."

  The wounded was silent for a moment, and then he said, "Thank you."

"Hey, when you gave you the sleeping bag, you didn't say thank you, but now you tell me this." The old man smiled, "If you really want to thank me, then do me a favor. I know you are capable People. If there are casualties in the future, I hope you can help eliminate their **** smell. Let as many lads live as possible.... In my life, I have already cut off many people’s way of life by myself, so I just take it. It is for me to atone for my sins."

  The injured person did not speak.

  On Death Trade Road, as long as you master any special means and skills, then you can definitely get mixed up. But the premise is that you have the courage to face death threats that will appear anytime and anywhere here.

  The decades of leading experience like the little old man is a kind of ability. Similarly, the means to wipe out the smell of blood is also a skill. But probably because he has become accustomed to life and death, or for some other reasons, the old man did not have the idea of ​​hitting the wounded as a special method, but hoped that if the caravan encounters the wounded again, he can help. A handful.

   is like a kind senior who is willing to support the younger generation.

  Hattas saw the silence of the middle-aged man. He was not in a hurry. Instead, he smiled and asked, “By the way, seeing that I’m busy these days, I didn’t even ask your name.”

  The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but did not speak immediately. Rather, he groaned a little, and it seemed that he had made a major decision-like careful consideration before finally saying: "Call me Edward."

   "Edward?" Hatas smiled and nodded, "It's a good name."

The seventh demon, the confessor Edward, who has the power to shock and fear countless people, really acted like a junior student at this time. He smiled slightly, and then said: "I don't know the name of the old man yet. ."

"Oh, my name is Hatas. Hatas Kuhn." The little old man simply sat cross-legged, and then smiled, "but those little guys prefer to call me'Lucky Old Horse', haha. The acquisition is old The horse knows the way, and my old horse is very lucky."

   Edward also laughed.

  But at this moment, an alarm sounded in the camp.

   Hatas' face changed slightly, and he got up immediately and hurriedly walked out of the tent. But he had just been together, and saw Edward getting up, his brows were slightly frowned, and then he said: "You are hurt, don't come out, find a place to hide first."

   "No need." Edward frowned, but he still spoke. He already felt what was happening outside.

  Someone opened the curtains of the tent. It was the person who had just brought two plates of dried meat at Hattas' orders and showed very strong hostility to Edward. But at this time, the young boy didn't have any hostility on his face, but looked a little surprised, and his eyes looked strange at Edward.

   "What's going on." Hatas naturally discovered this too.

   "Someone is coming in outside the camp, saying that he is coming in..." The young guy spoke a little hesitantly, but he still pointed his finger at Edward, "Come to him."

   "Anyone?" Hatas was a little shocked.

"A person."

   Hatas looked back at Edward, but saw that his face was indifferent, and he was slightly surprised. But after all, he is a seasoned leader with decades of rich experience, so he immediately said, "Let him in."

   "But... he is carrying a barrel of spirits."

  Hatas was taken aback again, and then looked at Edward again.

   "It's okay." This time, Edward said, "Let him in."

   "Let him in!" Hatas gritted his teeth and nodded.

  At this moment. Hattas would never know that whether it was the seriously injured Edward in front of him, or the man who dared to walk in this dead zone with a barrel of spirits, they were probably not simple characters. He only hoped that he would not bring any catastrophe to his caravan.

  Not long. A brawny man who is as tall as an iron tower. He walked in with a huge wooden barrel at least one meter high and more than thirty centimeters in diameter. This wooden barrel has a mellow sweet taste, and the taste is very strong. Almost everyone knows that this barrel contains wine, and it is a very high-strength wine. They did not want to let this guy in with this barrel of wine, but no one in the caravan had this guy tall and strong, especially because he had a strong courage. Many people feel guilty just standing in front of this strong man.

and. It was Hattas who agreed that this strong man came in, and naturally no one would intercept this guy.

  The caravan took a seriously injured patient, and now there is another person who smells like alcohol. This seems to have violated the business rules on the Death Trade Road very seriously.

   "Hello, my name is Diane." After the strong man entered the tent, he saw Hatas sitting next to Edward, and he said hello politely.

   "Hello." Hatas also greeted slightly, and then said. "My name is Hatas Kuhn. I am the leader of this caravan."

  Diane smiled, then set his eyes on Edward. Said: "You are still alive, which really surprised me."

   "This is really familiar." Edward said lightly.

  When Edward ran to Adroan to rescue Diane, Diane was rescued by Sean. There was such a conversation between the two. Only then, Edward was mocking Diane, but now it is the other way around, but Edward pretended not to understand the meaning.

   "Hey." Diane didn't reveal it, but just sat down like this, and put the wine barrel beside him.

  Diana is more than 1.9 meters tall. Even if he is also sitting cross-legged, he still has to hunch his back, otherwise the entire tent will be burst by him. Of course, even if he arched his back, he was still as high as the huge wine barrel next to him.

When Di An waved his hand, he took apart the wooden lid of the wine barrel, and suddenly there was a stronger aroma of wine, and it even spread outside soon, and the whole camp began to be filled with a mellow and rich fragrance. Sweet wine fragrance. This is a very rare high-concentration spirit, at least it is impossible to see it at any supply point and gathering place here on the Death Trade Road. Perhaps it is only possible to drink it at the end of the trade road.

   "Come on?" Diane asked Hatas.

  When the wine poke was opened, Hatas' face actually looked a little pale, because he was too aware of the fatal attraction of this scent to Warcraft. At this moment, he didn't know what to say, because since he already knew that Edward and Diane were not small people, he could only hope that Diane had enough strength to deal with Warcraft, not right. Death Trade Road was dumbfounded, as he didn't understand anything.

  Of course, in fact, Hatas is destined to be disappointed.

  Because whether it is Diane or Edward, they are indeed stunned.

   However, their strength can indeed ignore all the beasts of the entire Death Trade Road, even the level 9 beasts. As long as it wasn't the appearance of the tenth-level beast, both Diane and Edward were fearless-but Edward in this state probably couldn't deal with the nineth-level beast.

   Soon, the three people in the tent began to drink.

  As if venting, the three of them drank bowl after bowl. Probably it is rare to have the opportunity to drink and drink such a strong wine, so Hatas quickly became drunk, even because the barrel of wine was so unique that other people in the camp just smelled it. The wine smelled, I was already drunk, and then fell asleep.

  The whole camp is still awake, and only Edward and Diane are the two.

  However, the faces of the two of them were red too much.

   "The devil is drunk, this is not something that the Northern Principality Federation has." Edward said lightly.

   "You went to the outland, what is it for me to run the Emilia Empire once." Diane's voice was also very calm, "It's just a pity."

   "Indeed." Edward nodded.

  Both are very smart people, so there is no need to say some things too clearly.

  This is the first time for the two of them to drink together, but it should also be the last time for the two of them to drink together.

  Perhaps after tonight, the two people will return to the previous killing state that was hostile to each other. After all, as a believer of Enkos, Diane signed the demon contract with Enkos at the price of his freedom as Diane’s killing of Edward. All church forces in Miracle Continent are even pursued and killed by forces and organizations against heretics such as the Peace Council.

  If he wants to restore a normal life, or if he wants to be white, then he can only kill Edward.

  Moreover, this time, probably no one from Chenguang Church will intervene.

   And Diane, Uriel, who has activated the awakened state, is at least a powerful existence of the sixteenth and even the seventeenth. Edward himself is a 17th-order existence, but as his fighting time continues to extend, he will completely enter the demonization, and more people will definitely join the team chasing Edward.

  So, in order to avoid this situation, once Edward and Diane fight, then it must be a quick fight.

  It can be foreseen that when Edward and Diane engage in another confrontation, the battle will be fierce and cruel like never before.

  Don’t know what he thought of, Diane suddenly raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl.

  This makes his face more rosy.

  Edward also raised his head and drank it.

   "Won't you kill me now?" Edward asked.

   "I was hurt so badly, did you start?" Di An asked back.

   "Hmph, although I am a demon, but I also have my pride." Edward snorted coldly, "It's not my style to take advantage of others."

   "Oh." Diane dragged a long tone, "Principled demon."

  The demon gods originally aimed at destruction and destruction. It can be said that they are no different from demons.

  In other words, the devil has never had such a thing as a “principle”.

  Edward's face was very red, and he didn't know if it was because he drank too much, or he was angry with Diane's ridicule.

"I am also a principled." Diane burped, "Before I became a heresy, I was a knight. Likewise, my chivalry didn't allow me to take advantage of others.... This time, let's even think about it. Evened out."

  Edward gave Di An a sideways look and sneered: "If you don't do it now, you may not have such a good opportunity in the future."

"Sleepy." Diane didn't answer directly, but just lay down like this, probably because he felt that the tent was too small, and there was Hatas in the tent, so he could only curl up, looking extraordinarily uncomfortable, "Tomorrow Remember to remind me to buy a bigger tent."

   "What the **** are you here for!" Edward said angrily.

   "Staring at you." Diane's voice was a little confused, "This old man is a good man, I'm afraid he will fall into your tricks and become your tonic." (To be continued~^~)

  PS:  I like this chapter, and I hope you will like this chapter.