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"Are you crazy? That doesn't sound right."

Everyone looked at Sun Guoshuai like a fool.

Even the usually peaceful Wang Hao was speechless.

"Let's just stay here honestly. On the way I just came here, I saw a lot of people fighting for a blood bottle, and it was only half a bottle."

"If what the man outside said is true, those orcs will definitely give it a try, and it won't be too late if they come back alive."

Wang Hao analyzed calmly.

"Will someone really go?" Fang Tie expressed doubts.

In his opinion, 98% of this is fraud. If the blood king really sympathizes with the orcs, he should restore the supply of the blood city in the city and reduce the price. Only then will the real benefits be given.

There is absolutely no need to come up with a free gift gimmick.

"I will go. If you don't use the extreme blood bottle for a long time, those orc bodies will definitely not be able to bear it. Just wait and see."

Wang Hao took a meaningful look at the team in the wooden house.

As long as you drink the extreme blood bottle, your body will show signs of becoming stronger. The feeling is so high that it is not good enough for one time. After trying it a few times, you will be completely fascinated.

If you do not take the extreme blood bottle for a long time, it will make people feel itchy all over the body and it is unbearable.

Wang Hao hadn't used the extreme blood bottle for three days, and his body began to react unsuitably.

He still belongs to the kind that has not been used a few times, and the body has this kind of reaction. One can imagine the current situation of those orcs who use it every day.

Na Qing, Sun Guoshuai and the others didn't feel this way because it was their first time taking Jixue Pingping.

So the body's desire for the extreme blood bottle is not so strong.

Just as Wang Hao imagined, the slums began to rebound after a brief silence.

More and more orcs stood up one by one because they couldn't stand the reaction in their bodies.

Seeing this situation, everyone was lying on the crack of the door of the wooden house, squinting and looking out.

I saw those orcs coming out of the slums with disheveled hair, looking like crazy monsters, their eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot.

The more the orcs used the more extreme blood bottles, the stronger the reaction.

Soon more than 50 orcs gathered outside the slums, and their mental state was very bad. It can be seen how tortured they were after the purchase limit of the extreme blood bottle.

A group of orcs huddled together uneasily.

"What you said is true?" an orc asked dubiously.

Opposite them was a group of well-equipped orc guards. The leader was not the owl commander, but a younger orc, but he still belonged to the night sky eagle clan.

"Of course it's true. Not everyone can go. There are only 30 places available. First come, first served." The young orc said flatly.

A group of orcs looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Between each other, you looked at me, and I looked at you.

For a long time, no one was willing to come forward.

"If you don't want to go, don't hang around here, I'll just go to another place to recruit people..."

Seeing that no one came out for a long time, the young orc impatiently waved his hand to signal the orcs in the slum to get out of the way, not to stop him from leaving here.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the orcs finally couldn't sit still.

"Wait, I'll go!"

The one I looked at was a werewolf. His body was covered with silver-gray hair, and there were more than a dozen blood marks on his chest. I don't know what scratched him.

Seeing the werewolf, Wang Hao, who was hiding in the wooden house and spying on the situation outside, suddenly jumped up, startling the people around him.

"I know him!" Wang Hao said excitedly: "The last time I participated in the arena, he was the champion. Because of his endless fighting style, he was called the most vicious challenger in the arena!"

After staying in Sunset City for such a long time, Wang Hao also met many famous gladiators.

This werewolf is one of them.

At that time, the opponent was fighting a fusion monster several times larger than him, and that scene left a strong impression in Wang Hao's memory.

Hearing Wang Hao say that this werewolf used to be the champion of the arena, Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing felt that something was wrong.

"Didn't you say that as long as you win the arena, you can enter the Richi to wash your blood and enter the inner city? Why is he still here?"

The two asked in unison.

"He was indeed the champion of the arena that year, and he also entered the Richi, but he failed to upgrade his bloodline, so he stayed in the slums." Speaking of this, Wang Hao felt a little regretful, "If you don't have enough talent, you can successfully enter the pool." Going to the Sun Lake, the bloodlines will not be improved, on the contrary, those bloodlines with good talents only need the next Sun Pool, the bloodlines will be successfully washed, and thus gain the right to enter the inner city."

Wang Hao also thought of the job changers in their team who entered the day pool and successfully washed their blood and entered the inner layer of the job changers.

"You two don't have to worry so much. The blood talent in the two of you is not weak. If you have the opportunity to enter the sun pool, you may be able to break through the blood limit."

Wang Hao turned to comfort Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing.

He was really optimistic about the two of them. Wang Hao clearly remembered that the two job changers who entered the inner city also felt the blood thread when they took the extreme blood bottle for the first time.

Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing looked at each other with wry smiles. Now that there are no arenas, it is difficult to get the blood bottle.

It is even more difficult to enter the day pool that is more advanced than the extreme blood bottle.

Anyway, the two of them couldn't see a glimmer of hope, so they could only pin their hopes on the sudden appearance of the owl orc, and see if he brought bad news.

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slums.

The werewolf took the lead and agreed to work in the palace, as long as he was given a blood bottle.

At this time, the werewolf was in a crazy state. In order to become the champion of the arena, he took the extreme blood bottle crazily, and even entered the sun pool. His body has been transformed so that he must take the extreme blood bottle regularly to suppress the itching in his body .

Since three days ago, the purchase of extreme blood bottles has been restricted, and the werewolf has been greatly affected. He needs to take six bottles every day, and he will feel uncomfortable if he lacks them.

In order to make up enough blood bottles for the body's minimum needs, the werewolf went on a killing spree, and had a lot of orc blood on his hands, but even so, he only snatched five bottles.

Many orcs took it on the spot after snapping up the extreme blood bottle.

Don't give the werewolf a chance at all.

In order to suppress the itching in his body, the werewolf had to leave several scars on his body, which is why the bloodstain on his chest came from.

The owl orc looked at the werewolf's addiction and smiled and said: "Okay, okay, count yourself in, you go over there and wait for a while, there is a blood bottle over there, you can take it first."

As soon as he heard that there was a chicken blood bottle, the werewolf's eyes lit up and he ran away.

The owl orc's voice was not loud, but it could be heard by the audience, and the blood in the eyes of many people's orcs became more intense.

But when he saw the spears glowing coldly in the hands of those orc guards, he had to restrain his murderous aura.

They do want the extreme blood bottle, but they value their own lives more. The orcs watched helplessly as the werewolf took bottle after bottle, and the orc guards didn't try to stop him at all.

"Gulu Gulu." The werewolf drank the extreme blood bottle in his hand again in one gulp, then wiped the redness on his mouth with his right hand, and said with a smile, "Excellent!"

All the orcs swallowed deeply.

Not only the orcs were attracted, but everyone in the wooden house was also attracted.

Especially Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing, they couldn't sit still, but they counted, and the werewolf drank five bottles in one go.

If these five bottles were given to the two of them, they would be sure to condense more than 30 blood threads in their bodies, and their strength would increase to another stage.

When the werewolf picked up the sixth bottle of extreme blood, the onlookers couldn't help but say loudly:

"We join too!"

"Me too!"

"Get out of the way, I'm joining! I want a blood bottle."

Fifty orcs one after another said they wanted to join. The owl orc touched his chin and expressed that it was very difficult. He only needed 30 people, and now there were more than 20 more people, overflowing a lot of people.

But the orcs didn't care about this, they stuffed a lot of things into the hands of the owl orcs.

Seeing these things, the owl orcs were overjoyed and didn't say much. They waved their hands and let them go in to report.

In the wooden house, Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing looked at each other silently, both of them saw firmness in each other's eyes.

Then the two announced.

"We're going to the palace too!"

The tone of the two was very decisive, and there was no room for discussion.

"Don't wait any longer, it won't be too late until they come back safely." Wang Hao saw that the two were so determined, but still tried to persuade them.

Both of them shook their heads, and the Qing said in a deep voice: "I know this may be dangerous, but wealth is in danger, and extreme blood bottle snow is the opportunity for the two of us. If we don't fight now, it may not be like this in the future Opportunity."

Hearing what Na Qing said, Fang Tie and the others were also silent.

When they got on the train, Na Qing said that the world of job changers is a world where dangers and opportunities coexist, and this road is full of blood and mud.

Even if one dies on the road to self-improvement, it can only be regarded as bad luck, and there is nothing to regret.

"I understand, then I wish you all the best of luck."

Fang Tie sighed and did not try to persuade him.

Xu Jing on the side was also silent.

The two of them don't plan to go, and neither do the other team members. Isn't the palace the home of the blood king?

Isn't this going to court death? It's too dangerous, and none of them are willing to take this risk.

Fang Tie and Xu Jing are also unwilling to work hard, they are considered to have someone behind Qin Tiansi, and they can break through step by step.

"I respect you two as men, and I won't persuade you any more. I just hope you two can come back safely." Wang Hao gave a thumbs up and didn't say anything more.

The other team members quickly helped Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing pack up their equipment, and also took out their valuables and gave them to them.

After everyone said goodbye one by one, Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing put on Black's hood and planned to go out.

Just when the door was about to open, Xu Jing finally said: "Going to the palace this time will definitely encounter risks. If you encounter troubles that cannot be solved, you can report Lin Ming's name, and it may save your life."

Both Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing looked at Xu Jing with some doubts.

Luoyangcheng is a city of high blood, and it is useless to name a human being.

Maybe, Lin Ming's experience at this time is not much better than theirs.

Regarding Lin Ming's matter, Xu Jing couldn't say much because of the contract, and could only say vaguely: "Anyway, remember, if you encounter troubles that cannot be solved, just report Lin Ming's name, he must be in the palace. "

Sun Guoshuai and Na Qing looked at each other without saying anything, nodded and pushed open the wooden door to go out.

For the two people who came out suddenly, the owl orc didn't care at all. The more people he brought back, the better.

He put them in with a wave of his hand, and one person successfully got five bottles of extreme blood.

Both of them showed joy on their faces, found a corner where there was no one, and started drinking.

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On the tower not far from the slums, six guardians were looking indifferently at the orcs gathering below.

One of the guardians was in a hurry, walking up and down the tower.

Seeing that the other guardians did not respond, he asked a little irritably:

"Zhu Yan, today is already the third day. My lord said that the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool will be restarted within three days. If it doesn't restart, we will be thrown into it. Why don't you worry at all!"

Because the Wanling Blood Pool has been useless for too long, it needs to consume a lot of flesh and blood to restart it.

For three days, the guardians tried their best to collect flesh and blood, but only restarted 90%, and 10% of them have not been activated until today.

"Of course I know, but what's the use of being anxious, we just need to do our job well." Zhu Yan in black looked down at the slums below, and responded coldly: "It's still three days away Don’t worry, it will definitely be opened today.”

Hearing what he said, the guardian couldn't say anything more, so he could only suppress the fear in his heart.

They had deep fear in their hearts about Xue Yu's methods.

If it fell into the hands of this person, death would be considered a relief.

There is a high probability that life is worse than death every day.

Back then, the eight guardians were tortured by the blood curse, and in the end they were forced to drain their blood to save their lives.

"Is the Night Skyhawk reliable? They help us collect the orcs, will they have other ideas?" The other guardians couldn't help asking as Zhu Yan kept looking at the slums below.

"Don't worry, my lord trusts the owl leader very much, because he will definitely act for the benefit of Sunset City, and will not conflict with us on the matter of the blood pool of all spirits."

Zhu Yan's eyes were clear, as if he knew everything.

"Even if the owl leader hates us, he is now on the same front as us. Sunset City cannot lose the extreme blood bottle. This is the foundation. If the extremely blood bottle cannot be created for a long time, it will shake the foundation of the sunset city. It's not good for the Skyhawk clan."

Looking at the orcs in the slums below greedily consuming blood vials, Zhu Yan showed a cruel smile on his face.

"Drink, drink, drink more, anyway, the new blood bottle is made by you."